Molly peered over the top of the wall, surveying the brightly-lit backyard. inflatable ponies and plastic castles dotted the lawn. A gaggle of kids in superhero costumes chased each other around while their parents watched, sipping from fancy cocktail glasses. "It's now or never," Bill said, double-checking his lock-picking kit. "No kiddie party is complete without Cinderella's midnight getaway, eh?" "Real funny, Bill." Molly popped the latch on the gate in a flash. "Lead the way." The duo snuck like shadows through the yard, dodging follow-me ponies and leaping over lame kiddie games. Soon they reached the treasure trove - a clown-faced plastic pagoda spilling with gifts. "Presents, my dear Watson!" Bill proclaimed. "Marked by the family name and mercilessly stuffed by frazzled parents." "Well, I say we stuff 'em right back where they belong - in this." Molly set down a large, already overstuffed canvas sack. Clatter clatter went the boxes as kid stuff flew into the bag. Walmart playsets, board games, and plush teddy bears - all free for the taking. Bill unscrewed the can of stinking Diaper Genie then shoved it as deep into the sack as he could. "Wanna spice this up even more?" "Suuure," Molly shrugged. "There better be hazmat money at the end of this...scented rainbow." Bill grabbed the can o' stink and emptied it across the yard. "And now free jets!" Sulfuric odors ignited the jet packs beneath the chewing pros, obliterating the sugary glaze. Parents winced as the kidlets fled forth, vomiting between screams. Occasional pungent gaspeones surrounded. "Party's OVER!" Molly proclaimed, covering her nose between punches. "Time for us to fly away!" The two thieves, pack bulging to a septic degree, dashed triumphantly through the pasture of panic. Laughing at the horror that unfolded behind them, they leapt over the wall to freedom. Mission Accomplished - Heist successful and scented.