Molly crouched behind a bush, eyeing the brightly colored balloons fluttering above the backyard fence. "Bill, do you really think this is a good idea? Stealing gifts from little kids?" Bill grinned mischievously, adjusting his cap. "Come on, Molly. Those presents are practically begging for a new home. Besides, how often do you get to outsmart a bunch of parents and kids in one go?" She rolled her eyes. "You just want to peek at the toy aisle in the store later. I saw you eyeing that giant teddy bear." He chuckled. "Guilty as charged. But this is about more than bears and balloons. It’s about the thrill, the chaos, the… bounty of brightly wrapped surprises." Molly peered over the fence. "Okay, but we need a plan. Quick. There’s a babysitter watching over things." Bill pulled out a crumpled map of the backyard, dotted with Xs. “Step one: distract the cupcake table. Step two: sneak past Mr. Snuggles the inflatable bounce house. Step three: grab everything in sight. Easy.” She sighed, smiling despite herself. "You really don’t have a conscience, do you?" He winked. "What’s the fun in that? Now, let’s go make some adorable chaos."