Molly and Bill sat hunched over a table in their dimly lit hideout, poring over the blueprints of the lavish mansion where the extravagant children's party was to take place. The air was thick with the scent of grease and sweat, a testament to the countless hours they had spent concocting their nefarious schemes. "Alright, Bill, here's the plan," Molly began, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "We'll sneak in through the back entrance during the magic show. That's when the kids will be most distracted." Bill scratched his head, a look of confusion spreading across his face. "But won't there be clowns around? Those guys are always suspicious." Molly waved her hand dismissively. "Nah, they'll be too busy trying to stuff each other into tiny cars. Trust me, we'll blend right in." Bill nodded, a grin slowly forming on his lips. "Okay, so we get inside. Then what?" "We make our way to the gift table," Molly continued. "You keep an eye out for any nosy parents or overzealous party planners while I stuff the presents into our sacks." "What if someone spots us?" Bill asked, his voice laced with concern. Molly reached into her pocket and pulled out two rubber masks. "That's where these come in. If anyone sees us, we'll just pretend to be part of the entertainment." Bill examined the masks, one of a cartoon rabbit and the other of a wise-cracking duck. "You've thought of everything, haven't you?" Molly smirked. "Well, it wouldn't be a Molly and Bill heist without a few surprises up our sleeves." As they continued to finalize their plan, the duo couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of their target. "Who would have thought we'd be crashing a kids' party?" Bill mused. Molly shrugged. "Hey, times are tough. Besides, those rich brats won't even notice a few missing gifts with all the other presents they'll be drowning in." "You've got a point there," Bill conceded. "Alright, so we grab the loot and then make our escape. How do we get out?" Molly pointed to a spot on the blueprint. "There's a balcony overlooking the garden. We'll use that to slip away unnoticed while the kids are clamoring for cake." Bill nodded, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "This might just be our most daring heist yet, Molly." "Or our most ridiculous," Molly laughed. "But hey, if we pull this off, we'll be the talk of the underworld. The thieves who stole Christmas... in the middle of summer." The two partners in crime shared a laugh, their spirits high as they mentally prepared for the big day. They knew the risks, but the thrill of the heist was too great to resist. As they finalized their plan, Molly and Bill couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie, knowing that together, they could pull off even the most outrageous of schemes.