"Hmm, never seen that here before." Jim said once he, SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs and Morph arrived at the last stop, where a fence stood in front of them.
"Maybe those who moved in put that up to isolate themselves from the world." guessed Squidward.
"Like you used to?" said Mr. Krabs, who used his nose to pick the lock.
As he went through the unlocked fence, Jim, SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward and Morph just stood there, staring at the empty bottles and cans that lay on the ground.
"Well, let's get a move on!" Mr. Krabs called out. "This delivery ain't gonna deliver it..."
He stopped himself short, noticing a poster hanging in the back of the classrooms.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding!" Squidward said when he, SpongeBob, Patrick, Jim and Morph saw that the boy inside the poster was none other than Freddie Fabulous.
Mr. Krabs let out a groan. "There's no getting rid of him, is there?"
"Relax, it's only a poster." said Jim. "Let's just make the drop-off, then be on our way."
"I'm not going any closer." Patrick said, shaking in fear.
"Don't worry, Patrick." assured SpongeBob. "We're right behind..."
As he spoke, a dagger flew past him and Patrick, hitting the edge of the poster.
With a slow turn, they saw a group of rougish creatures approaching them, yielding their weapons menacingly at SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs, and Jim, who backed up against the wall while Morph hid himself inside Jim's coat.
Spongebob pulled the dagger out from the poster edge and pointed it at the rouges as Mr. Krabs chuckled nervously. "You fellers look...hangry. Could I interest one of you with a Krabby Patty?"
"Seriously?" Squidward said, looking annoyed before a hissing sound caught his attention, as well as SpongeBob, Patrick, Mr. Krabs and Jim, who all looked up to see a spider-like alien named Scroop crawling down towards them, sneering. "The only thing we're hungry for is revenge!"
"Revenge?" repeated Jim.
"Revenge for what?" asked Squidward.
Scroop glared while looming towards the Imaginaries, saying. "For blasssting our hero out of our ssschool!"
"Your school?" Mr. Krabs repeated in shock. "This ain't your school. It's our school!"
"And Freddie is nobody's hero!" added Patrick.
"Technically speaking," said SpongeBob. "He was more of a bully."
"Well, you have no idea who you're messing with!" Scroop snarled as he swatted at SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward and Mr. Krabs, who was pushed into the ground while Turnbuckle, one of the rouges wrapped Squidward with his tentacles.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" SpongeBob screamed in agony as Hands, another rouge, grabbed him and Patrick by their underwear, wedging them.
"Who are you people?!" cried Patrick.
"We are the Omega Bullies!" Scroop proclaimed while pointing his claw at Jim's throat. "And we're twice as worse as the Alp...
"Aaah!" he yowled in pain, for Mr. Krabs had clamped his claw, while demanding. "Unhand me mates, or I'll..."
"You'll what? Feed us lunch?" joked Scroop.
The Omegas started to laugh until a voice rang out. "What is it now?"
They parted away to let a man and woman pass by.
"They were snooping around our territory." said another Omega, Oxy, who pointed at the Imaginaries.
"We were not snooping around!" said Squidward, who stomped on Turnbuckle's foot, causing him to groan in pain, freeing his prisoner.
"We're just trying to get this last food delivery to...the Blackburns?" Jim read from the receipt paper stapled to the bag, which he took out from his hot food bag.
"We're the Blackburns, Sloan and Bree." said the man, who took the bag from Jim.
"And we're really sorry about this." said Bree. "See, the neighbors here are not as nice as we are."
"Ah, we've dealt with this type before." replied Mr. Krabs.
"Believe us!" said Squidward.
"Well, let us offer some advice." said Sloan. "Next time you have a delivery for us, just go the other way. It's much safer there than it is here."
"And nobody's mentioned it before?" asked Mr. Krabs, at whom Squidward frowned.
As he and Bree turned to leave, Sloan leaned over to Scroop, whispering. "You'll get another chance with them, ol' chap. You all will."
Scroop grimaced, but turned to Hands, who set SpongeBob and Patrick down.
SpongeBob cringed in pain while Patrick said. "Oh, man."
As Squidward and Jim helped adjust SpongeBob and Patrick's pants, Scroop warned. "The next time we catch one of you Imaginaries inside our turf..."
One snap of his claw was enough to send the Imaginaries screaming out the fence.
"Yeah, you better run!" called Meltdown, another one of the Omegas.
"And don't you dare come back!" added Birdbrain Mary, another Omega.
"Faster! Faster!" Patrick hollered as he, himself, ran as fast as he could than SpongeBob, Squidward, Mr. Krabs and Jim.
But he didn't see where he was going, for he bumped into someone.
"Huh? Oh, it's...it's you!" gasped Patrick.
"Well, of course, it's me." I said. "Who else could it..."
In a panic, Patrick pulled me closer, saying. "With Neptune as my witness, may you never go anywhere near that side of the school!"
"Why? What's over there?" I asked, walking past the restrooms, but SpongeBob got in front of me, shouting. "NO! NO! NO! DON'T LOOK! If they see you, they'll massacre you!"
"Who's they?" I asked.
"Forget them." said Mr. Krabs, who started to sniff. "I'm getting something else."
"What do you smell?" I asked.
"A smelly smell that smells...smelly." Mr. Krabs said between sniffs, then gasped, his eyes widening with horror, upon realizing he caught the scent of...
"Almira Gulch!"
"What?" asked Squidward.
"Who?" asked Jim.