Molly and Bill huddled behind a large oak tree, peering through the branches at the bustling children's party in the backyard. Colorful balloons and streamers adorned the fence, and excited laughter filled the air. Molly turned to Bill, a mischievous glint in her eye. "This is going to be our biggest heist yet. Imagine the look on those little brats' faces when they realize all their presents have vanished!" Bill grinned, rubbing his hands together. "I can't wait to see their tiny tears. But first, we need to scout out the location of the goods. I spotted a table near the clown statue earlier. That must be where they're keeping the loot." Molly nodded, adjusting her ski mask. "Good eye, partner. We'll need a distraction to make our move. I say we rig up a remote-controlled smoke bomb and set it off near the bounce house. That should cause enough chaos for us to grab the presents and make a run for it." Bill chuckled, pulling a small device from his pocket. "I like the way you think, Molly. I just happen to have a remote-controlled smoke bomb right here. Been saving it for a special occasion like this." Molly raised an eyebrow. "When did you have time to--" Bill interrupted, "Later, Molly. Let's focus on the mission at hand." The two thieves crept closer to the party, staying low and using the shrubbery as cover. Molly pointed to a clown statue near the gift table. "There's our mark. Bill, you circle around and set up the smoke bomb. I'll keep an eye on the coast and signal when it's time to make our move." Bill nodded, slinking off into the shadows. Molly watched as he positioned the smoke bomb near the bounce house, then gave her the thumbs up. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding with anticipation. Molly whispered into her walkie-talkie, "Operation Present Plunder is a go. Light it up, Bill." A few seconds later, a loud bang echoed through the yard, followed by a billowing cloud of smoke. Screaming children ran in every direction, their parents frantically trying to calm them down. Molly and Bill seized the opportunity, dashing towards the gift table. They grabbed armfuls of presents, stuffing them into their oversized bags. As they turned to make their escape, a tall man in a pirate costume stepped in front of them, blocking their path. "Well, well, well," he said, eyeing their bags. "What do we have here?" Molly feigned innocence, "Oh, these? They're, um, presents for the--" The pirate chuckled, revealing a walkie-talkie in his hand. "Save it, Molly. I've been expecting you two." Bill glanced at Molly, panicked. "The pirate's in on it? I thought he was just entertainment!" The pirate grinned, "You two don't have a monopoly on criminal masterminds. Now, drop the loot and come quietly." Molly and Bill looked at each other, then back at the pirate. "Never!" they shouted in unison, tossing the presents at the pirate and making a mad dash for the fence. As they scrambled over the top, Molly couldn't help but laugh. "Well, that was a bust. But at least we gave it our all!" Bill grinned, "True. And who knows? Maybe next time, we'll actually get away with the presents."