The sorority girls all lined up in dark blue and black clothing in front of a fraternity.

"So are all the preparations complete?"

"Yup. All the guys are at the Breakaway party, drinking, Late Night events, and out studying."

"Great. Alright ladies, time for Operation: Reverse Raid.

"Wait, we're going to steal their underwear? Why? I don't wanna smell their shit smears."

"Actually, why did they still steal our underwear?"

"Because they're idiots that give each other stupid challenges so they attempt to one each other's nonsensical bravado."

"Still, I'm not stealing their boxers and penis holders."

"I mean, some of their scents really gets me going."

All of them gave her a weird look.

"Okay girl, we're not gonna judge your fetishes, you go right ahead. But we need to get something out of it the rest of us want."

"Let's just raid their food then. Dining hall is full of trash anyways."

"It's not that bad. Some of it's pretty alright."

"You need that much food?"

"Girl, some of us don't come from fams that can pay off our student loans."

"Oh, right. Sorry. Hey, at least we don't discriminate."

"For the most part. We're working on that."

"Better be. Sides, they got mad beer, wine, and a stash of meals in packed fridges to last at least two semesters."

"That much? Alright, I'm in."

"Me too."

"Actually, I'mma steal some pillows too while we're at it. I only have one, and asking the office for supplies, ehh, makes me feel kinda poor."

"Nah, you just need to sleep like a queen."

"Actually, there is a use for taking their underwear."

"Okay, we are not going to make fun of their penis sizes, that's just going to lead to some dickbag online making some stupid video crapping on us being some 2016 buzzword just for that ad revenue."

"No, I mean, let's see what happens when they can't go without their boxers and briefs. My little brother did that a few times and kept whining about how the zipper hurts his pee-pee."

"Also, we need to get some of our panties back."

"Wait, when did we get raided again?"

"Remember when we hosted that conversation about consent on campus?"

"That's when? Those shitheads! Wait, why didn't you tell us?"

"Who do you think chased them off with a blender? That's why I showed up late but I was pretty tired. Good thing I got most of them on camera."

"Alright ladies, so we got four goals: food, snacks, their penis shields, and our garments. Sirens, soar!"

Using their cards, they entered the building and ransacked as much supplies as they could, dropping food, drinks, packaged and microwave meals, snacks, and frigid goods. The others went to help one grab multiple pillows, while most of them slipped into most of the guys room. As expected, the majority of them left their doors unlocked, prime for the recollection and recovery. While most of them were busy figuring out who took what and sorting out their underwear, one of them noticed that just one of the guys didn't have anything inside.

"Oh wait, I know him, he was super sweet to me this one time."

"So what, he's still complicit."

"Ehh, there's always a token nice guy." She took off her pants and the panties she was wearing much to her roommates surprise, and slid it into one of his jars.

"What are you doing?"

"Just watch." She took a nearby marker and blank paper and wrote down: Ssh, keep this a secret from the others. If you do, then return this to me and I'll give you a favor later. I wanna see if you're a good boi. And she wrote her number down and hit it in his underwear drawer next to hers.

"Are you seriously trying to get a date out of this?"

"People find love in weird ways, it's just a fun test is all."

After the two were done, all of them had gotten what they needed and headed out of dodge. Most of them had hoods and masks to disguise their identity, so the few people walking outside just assumed it was the running club having some weird bonding activity.

The next few days, the fraternity spend the day wondering what happened to their clothes and supplies. It seemed like a funny joke and the student body started making several jokes at their expense. Then word got around the men were starting to go to the dean and it was considered theft.

"Well this escalated quickly."

"How long is the plan going to take?"

"Did he finally get back to you?"

"Soon. Remember the plan."

Friday came, and eventually someone leaked that the sorority were the ones responsible.

"Alright ladies, everyone in position?"

All of them agreed. It was a bright 12pm and the dean and a few investigators had knocked on the door. They had all received emails asking about their involvement and was aware they reached suspension with the fraternity members in front and center.

Then, the campus' Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram pages were lit up with images and videos of the fraternity members breaking into the girl's dorms and stealing their panties, including one of them being chased down. 

There were memes such as "Fraternity perverts steal girl's clothes, campus silent. Fraternity perverts get retribution, campus reacts." 

One on lookout noticed, while a spy outside was letting them know the images on the inside of the fraternity's house where the girls found their own underwear hidden throughout their dorms. Some of them were texting it to their friends. She also let them know the crowd around them was growing bigger and the fraternity members were panicking and confused.

"Did we let the faculty members we could trust know about this in advance?"

"Yup!"

"Alright then. Bishop squad, get ready to fire."

Almost all of them headed out with confetti cannons and microphones and stood in front of their building, armed and ready to fire. Soon, their sounds calling out the guys was followed by several of their supporters coming in support, as all of the girls with cannons shot at the fraternity and the dean with their own underwear, some clean, most definitely not.

"And wash your damn clothes for a change!"

Most of the crowd surrounded the guys and the dean, leaving them with little options as most of them received headshots, one pair of underwear landing straight into another guy's mouth.

"You steal our clothes, we steal them back! You want them back, take it! We get in trouble and they don't! Hell no! Let us stay!"

They continued to fire much to the crowd's enjoyment, and they began chanting Let us stay alongside them. They still had a ton of ammo left and with the guys trapped and the dean's head covered in their stank, their targets had nowhere else to go.

"Speaking of which, aren't we missing someone?"

Inside, the only one was busy flirting and making out with one of the guys.

"I can't believe you didn't rat us out until we asked you too."

"Well, just saying the possibility that it could've been you guys was really ease. I stil can't believe you actually left that for me."

"Did you do something naughty with it?"

"Nah, I kinda found it pointless. I mean it would be cuter if you were wearing it, but I'm kinda new at this."

She giggled. "I'm wearing it right now," gifting him with a sweet, swift peck on the lips. "By the way, why didn't you join them?"

"They were going to get caught anyway. College is hard enough, but there are better things to do with what little free time we have."

"It's tough being the outsider in a group isn't it?"

"You can relate?"

"Well I'm slowly getting attached to them. You know you don't have to be a part of them."

"Yeah, I'm just using them for a resume bonus, but they're a hassle sometimes."

"Well, if you ever need a break from them, I wouldn't mind spending some free time with you."

He rested his fingers on her cheek and she allowed him for a longer, sexier kiss.

"I'd love it. Honestly, this is worth being late to class for."

"I'll help you make an excuse that you were here defending us."

"Technically, you're not wrong."

The commotion outside was still roaring.

"This weekend, you wanna go underwear shopping?"

"Sure, just don't come into my room and raid it."

The two laughed.

"I'll steal your heart instead."

The two continued making out, teasing each other with their underwear while the fraternity members outside had fallen down in a stench of their own actions.