Meanwhile at school, it was lunchtime. "Oh wow," Riley said. "Dad's going to be so bummed he missed the mashed potatoes."

Maya smirked.

"So how should we mess with him when he comes in?"

"We shouldn't mess with Mr. Matthews,"

Lucas gently reminded them.

"Aw you're no fun, Huckleberry. Farkle?"

"Hmm... Maybe Mr. Feeny can help us come up with something?"

Mr. Feeny walked up to their table. "Maybe I can help come up with what?"

"A way to mess with Matthews when he comes back in tomorrow claiming he's all better," Maya said. "I always mess with him." Feeny hid a grin.

"We need to teach him a lesson. Perhaps we could all be hunched over trash bins when he comes in."

"Which would make him throw up... Mr. Feeny you're a genius!" Riley said.

They spread the word to the rest of the class and preparations were made. The next morning at the Matthews apartment, Cory woke up before Topanga. He quietly stood up, trying not to wake her. Once he was safely in the shower, Topanga opened an eye and smiled. She may as well let him try to sneak into school. She knew that Feeny and the class would be doing something to mess with him.

She closed her eyes again as Cory emerged from the bathroom fully dressed and ready to go. He grabbed his briefcase and shakily drove to school.

He walked into the office. "Hey Peg," he said.

"Hello," she replied. "Feeling better?"

"Much better, thanks." He walked out into the hall and she murmured to the teacher she'd been talking with that he still looked sick.

Cory rushed to his classroom and pulled the door open. Inside, the entire class and Mr. Feeny were hunched over trash bins. He felt bile rise in his throat and tried to swallow it but to no avail. He fell to his knees and vomited onto the floor. The class and Feeny sat up and stared at him. "Oooh we got you good, Matthews," Maya said. Cory wiped his mouth.

"Fine, I'm sick..." He moaned. "Riley... can you...?"

"Yes Dad," she said as she took out her phone.

Bold= Riley

Italics= Topanga

"Hey Mom, Dad is here and he just got sick again."

"I'm pulling into the school now. I'll come in and get him."

"Okay thanks."

"Oh yeah, also tell him that he's an idiot."

"I will," she replied. "Dad, Mom says you're an idiot."

He groaned. "I guess she's right." Meanwhile, Topanga walked into the nurse's office.

"Hi Peg."

"Cory again?"

"Cory again." She replied hurriedly, then sped to Cory's classroom, her heels click-click-clicking on the tile floor. Cory looked up when she entered the room, grinning sheepishly.

"Cor-"

"Don't you even dare, Topy!"

"-nelius A. Matthews, how dare you try to come back to work when you're obviously still sick! Mr. Feeny is obviously doing a wonderful job."

"Aw come on, not in front of my class!"

"We should call him Corny," Maya said, smirking. Meanwhile, Janitor Harley walked in.

"Baboon! What happened? Ya okay?"

"Not really," Cory mumbled. Topanga handed him a bag and pulled him out of the room, but not before he saw Maya not-so-discreetly pass Riley a twenty.

Once they got home, Topanga burst out laughing. "Oh my goodness did you not see that coming?"

"I guess not."

"Well what did you think was going to happen?"

"I thought that I could teach and then just run to the bathroom when I needed to get sick?"

"You're such an idiot, but you're my idiot."

"I love you."

"I love you too."