The following morning, Arnold was standing outside the school when Helga stormed up to him.
"Where are they?" growled Helga who was unable to hide her anger as she spoke.
"Take it you say Rhonda's post," said Arnold.
"She messaged it to me, I wasn't able to sleep at all last night, I was so enraged by it and thinking of everything I would do to her and the others today," said Helga as she felt the stares of the other kids on her.
"Relax, I'm already taking care of it," said Arnold.
"And how are you doing that?" asked Rhonda who just showed up.
"You're about to find out," said Arnold while looking down the street with a smile when he noticed Harold heading toward them with only a speedo on.
"What the heck are you wearing, Harold?!" asked Rhonda.
"You sent me a message last night saying we were to wear bathing suits today as some kind of prank on the school," said Harold.
"I never… you," said Rhonda before turning to face Arnold.
"Hey, he should have known the difference in usernames, I mean I put five extra numbers at the end of it," said Arnold.
"And it's only getting started," he said.
"Dude, what are you wearing?" asked Sid who had just arrived.
"Ugh, better question is what's with your breath, did you skunk on your way to school?" asked Harold while holding his nose.
"Must have been that pie left at his place this morning," said Arnold.
"How did you know I had pie for breakfast?" asked Sid.
"What else did you do, Arnold?!" asked Rhonda who shoved Sid away to get away from the stench coming from his breath.
"Oh, I just put itching powder in Stinky's clothes and placed a very special phone call to a certain group about your family," said Arnold as he noticed Stinky walked up scratching uncontrollably.
"What kind of phone call?" asked Rhonda.
"One to the IRS," said Arnold to the surprise of everyone watching.