Molly crept up to the window of the darkened house, her dark hair whipping in the chilly autumn breeze. She peered inside, taking stock of her surroundings - a room filled with brightly colored party decorations and mounds of unopened gifts. The perfect setup. She glanced over her shoulder at Bill, who crouched behind her. "The coast is clear, Bill. Time to put the plan into action." Bill grinned, his eyes glinting with mischief behind his mask. "This is gonna be a piece of cake, Moll. Those snot-nosed brats won't know what hit 'em!" Molly smirked as she fiddled with the lock. With a click, the window swung open and the two crept inside. Molly made a beeline for the nearest pile of presents, stuffing them into a large sack slung over her shoulder. Bill did the same, humming cheerfully to himself as he swiped toy after shiny toy. "Did you see the size of the doll I'm getting?" Bill asked, hefting an enormous package. "Bet this thing cost a pretty penny." "Aren't you clever," Molly scoffed. "Now shut up and keep grabbing swag before they get back from the bouncy castle." Soon their sacks were bulging obscenely, straining under the weight of loot. Molly was just reaching for one last glittery unicorn when she heard a voice pip up behind them. "You there! Put those presents down right now and step away slowly!" Molly whipped around to see a woman pointing a gun straight at her head, a look of fury twisting her face. In one fluid motion, she whipped out her own pistol, aiming it squarely at the woman's chest as she and Bill backed towards the door. "I don't think so, you crazy bat!" Molly yelled. "You come near us and I'll blow you straight to kingdom come! Bill, to the van!" They took off sprinting out of the house, the woman's screams echoing behind them as they leapt into their waiting getaway vehicle. Tires screeched as Bill floored the gas and they sped off into the night, a king's ransom of pilfered playthings piled up in the back seat. Another heist well done. "They'll never take me alive!" Molly crowed gleefully as they roared off into the night, the glittering trophies of their th