Molly and Bill stood at the front door of the suburban home where a children's party was taking place. Molly was dressed in a colorful dress, her hair styled into pigtails, while Bill wore a tutu and glittery face paint. They were planning to break into the party and steal all the presents. Bill tapped on the door. "Anybody home?" he asked in a high-pitched voice. "Coming!" replied a child's voice from inside. The door opened, revealing a group of children and a clown dressed as a unicorn. "Welcome, welcome!" the unicorn clown exclaimed. "We're here to rob your party!" Molly declared, removing her pigtail bows to reveal a mask. The children gasped. "What? Why would you do that?" asked one of the children. "We have our reasons, little one," Bill said, making the unicorn clown flinch a little. "We were hoping to use the stolen presents to go on a world tour and become famous comedians," Molly explained. "You just rob a bunch of innocent children and their friends before you start your comedy career?" the unicorn clown asked, his eyes wide. Molly nodded. "Yes, we need the money to fund our dream." The children looked at each other, unsure of what to do. One of them, a boy dressed as a pirate, stepped forward and said, "We'll help you. We can swap our presents for gold coins you can steal from the real crooks around the city." Molly smiled. "That sounds like a plan. Thank you, mate." The children followed Molly and Bill inside the house, showing them where all the presents were located. As they walked through the party, they joked with the children and made everyone laugh. Even the unicorn clown managed a small smile. Once they reached the pile of presents, Molly and Bill began going through them. The children watched on, eagerly waiting for their new gold coins to appear. As they worked, Molly winked at a little girl dressed as a fairy and whispered, "Don't worry. We'll get you a really special present at the end." After a while, Molly and Bill emerged with a backpack full of presents and a small pile of fake gold coins. They thanked the children and slipped away into the night. Once they were far from the party, they sat down on a park bench and counted their newly acquired loot. "Well, that was a sucessful heist," Bill said, looking pleased with himself. Molly nodded. "Thanks to the help of the children, we got even more presents than we asked for. We'll be rich and famous comedians in no time." As they laughed together, they felt a warm sense of camaraderie and excitement. They were on the road to success, thanks to the generosity of some innocent children who believed in their dream.