"You know this is a terrible idea, right?" Molly hissed under her breath as they crept down the darkened hallway. Her hand trembled slightly as she gripped the doorknob. Bill smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief in the moonlight filtering through the window. "Relax, it'll be a piece of cake. A bunch of snot-nosed brats passed out from too much cake and soda? They won't even know what hit 'em." Molly bit her lip, glancing nervously at the colorful balloons bobbing in the corner. "I don't like this, Bill. It just feels...wrong, somehow." Bill rolled his eyes dramatically. "Oh for chrissakes, where's your sense of adventure? Think of it like this - we're doing the poor little tykes a favor, really. Stealing all those overpriced plastic crap is a public service!" Despite her misgivings, Molly felt herself start to grin. Bill had a way of talking her into all sorts of harebrained schemes with his devil-may-care attitude and quick wit. "Okay, you've convinced me," she said, reaching for the knob again with a steadier hand this time. "Let's do this before I come to my senses." In one swift motion, she turned the knob and eased open the door. The two thieves slipped inside, their footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. Shapes began to take form in the darkness - a jungle gym in the corner, a toybox overflowing with stuffed animals, piles of brightly wrapped packages stacked haphazardly. "It's like Santa's workshop in here," Molly whispered gleefully, grabbing a fistful of shiny ribbons. "The parents really went all out." "They sure did," Bill agreed, already shoving loot into a burlap sack. "And it's all ours now, baby!" The thieves moved with practiced efficiency, snatching up every gift bag and toy they could find and dumping them unceremoniously into their sack. In mere minutes, the once abundant piles were reduced to a few scraggly pieces of wrapping paper. "There, that should about do it," Bill declared, slinging the bulging sack over his shoulder. "Time to blow this popsicle stand before the rug rats wake up and start screaming." Molly nodded vigorously, a giddy laugh bubbling up in her throat as they scurried out of the room and