They schedule the raid for 5:55pm… unfortunately they were in the dark side of the Moon and had no clue what time it was and to make things worse, the commander for God forgot all the clocks.
Only to realize that the stones and dirt were highly radioactive. Tulip realized this raid’s first hurdle would be the inhospitable and actively malicious environment. It then began raining ceasium.
The group of leprechauns looked down at their fallen comrade, and wept. The gnomes will pay for this, Tulip was at least worth 15 pots of gold in their hearts.
Then as if by fate, a large meteor fell on them wiping out all the gnomes and leprechauns with absolute zero survivors so they would no longer be a part of the story as well.