5 years after the events of their previous adventures, Michael, Franklin, and Trevor retired from a life of crime, more or less. Franklin had a daughter with his wife, who died in childbirth, Trevor had a daughter with a woman he fell in love with, who had adult children of her own, and Michael and Trevor became grandparents when Trevor's stepson Matthew had begotten a son with Tracey De Santa, marrying a few years after.
One day, the three kids were gathered in the backyard of Franklin's pad, in a shed they were given for a playhouse. One of the kids, a brown-haired boy with ice blue eyes adorned by wire-framed glasses, was etching something on a slate mounted to their wall.
"Okay, so here's how the plan goes." He said to the two girls sitting in their chairs. "We take the airsoft smoke grenades and throw them to create a smoke screen. Then, while their visibility's low, we grab our toys back from them and put them in the bags and run off. Mary, are you okay with Felicia driving your pedal truck?"
"Yeah, she's good enough to not crash." Mary replied. She had her mother's ice blue eyes and her father's black, slightly shaggy hair.
"A'ight." Felicia said, her curly hair bouncing as she nodded. She had her dad's black hair color and her mother's turquoise eyes.
"Good." The boy said. "Now, since Mary's okay with you driving, you'll be in charge of our getaway. Mary, you'll have to defend us from the back in case the bullies start chasing us."
"Will do, Kyle!" Mary said.
They all got their coveralls and ski masks on, Kyle donning goggles to see better. They then grabbed their Derp guns and pedalled away to the park. Kyle used his binoculars to spot the bullies, who were playing in the sandbox. Mary aimed an airsoft smoke grenade at them to initiate their little "heist".
"Go!" Kyle said as he and Mary ran to the sandbox and grabbed only their toys and stuffed them in their sacks.
The two kids then got in Mary's pedal truck, where Felicia then sped off. Mary kept an eye out for the bullies, who started chasing them. Mary fired her Derp gun at the bullies, causing them to lose balance and crash out.
Eventually, Felicia, Mary, and Kyle made it back to Franklin's pad, where Franklin approached them.
"What I tell you kids about leaving without telling one of us?" Franklin said, showing concern for their safety.
"To not to." Felicia said.
"What were you kids doing?" Trevor asked.
"Did you three go on a heist...?" Yuki asked.
"Yes, Mom..." Mary replied.
"We got our toys back from the bullies, Grandma." Kyle said.
"Well, at least you kids took a stand in you're own way." Yuki said. "Just tell us next time and we'll be able to find you if something happens."
"Yes, Auntie." Felicia said.
"Yes, Mom... Dad..." Mary replied.
"All right." Michael said. "Now you kids go have fun in the backyard..."
"Yes, Grandpa." Kyle said.
"Sure, Uncle Mikey!" Mary said.
"A'ight." Felicia said.
The kids then walked to the backyard, where they played like typical little kids.
"You think our kids be a'ight?" Franklin asked.
"If they're anything like us three,..." Trevor said. "... they're gonna be all right."
"If you say so, T." Michael said as he had three Pisswassers in his hand.
The three men sat in their lawn chairs, watching the kids as they drank their Pisswassers in the warm, early autumn day.