"…and the Nidoking and Nidoqueen lived happily ever after. The end."

"Oh, Mom, that was such a good story. Read me another."

"Laurel, it's way past your bedtime," Delia said as she put the storybook away.

"I know, Mom, but I can't sleep. I'm too excited about Ash and Misty getting married tomorrow." For the hundredth time, seven-year old Laurel Oak gazed excitedly at her light blue flower girl's dress that was hanging on the hook next to her closet.

"I am too, Laurel, but if you don't get some sleep, you're going to be absolutely exhausted tomorrow."

"One more story, Mom, please?" Laurel begged.

Delia smiled at the sight of her daughter's big brown eyes pleading for her to tell one more bedtime story. Except for the dark hair, Laurel was a carbon copy of her.

Delia couldn't refuse those eyes. "All right, you win," Delia said as Laurel smiled in triumph. "What story would you like to hear next? Jigglypuff's Concert? Goodnight, Gloom? The Caterpie in the Hat?"

"Tell me about the time when you and Daddy got married," Laurel said as she leaned back on her pillow.

"Well, that's a pretty long story…"

"Please, Mom? Then I'll go right to sleep, I promise."

"All right, Laurel." Delia fluffed the pillow next to her daughter's and propped herself up. Laurel snuggled contentedly in her mother's arms as Delia began her story.

"When your father and I got married, it was in the middle of June…"

---

Professor Oak was busy overseeing the preparations in the gardens surrounding his laboratory. He and Delia were getting married the next day, and there were a million last-minute details that had to be taken care of: call the caterer, make sure the chairs were set up in the garden, see that the minister had directions to the house, check on the hotel reservations for the honeymoon…so many things to do. He had already sent Ash to pick up Delia's ring, and Gary was getting everyone's tuxedos at the rental shop. Tracey was tidying up the house in preparation for tomorrow's guests while Brock was making some last-minute phone calls.

"Yes. Have it delivered at seven o'clock tonight. Great! Bye." Brock hung up the phone and rubbed his hands gleefully together. "It's all taken care of," he smiled at Tracey.

"Boy, is Professor Oak going to be surprised tonight!" Tracey said.

"Surprised about what?" Ash inquired as he came into the room and tossed the box with the ring inside it to Tracey. "Here, best man, take care of that."

"The little bachelor party we're going to throw for him tonight," Brock said with a naughty grin.

"I thought he said he didn't want a bachelor party," Ash said as he sat down in the chair at Professor Oak's workstation and started spinning lazily in a circle.

"Oh, he said he didn't, but I think he'll change his mind when he sees the entertainment we hired!"

"What entertainment?" Gary said as he smacked Ash on the back of the head. "Get out of Grandpa's chair, loser, you'll break it!"

"Shut up, Gary," Ash said as he swatted back at his rival.

"Somehow I can't see the two of you as step-uncle and step-nephew," Tracey commented.

"Yeah, don't remind me," Gary growled as he dumped the pile of tuxedos on Ash's lap. "So did you get the cake for Grandpa's party?"

"Yep, it'll be here at seven tonight."

"Now how are we going to get Professor Oak to stay here until seven?" Ash mused. "Usually he and Mom go out to dinner or a movie or something like that."

"Leave everything to me," said Tracey. "I've got a plan."

---

"Professor Oak, Professor!" A frantic Tracey came running up to him in the garden.

"What is it, Tracey?"

"I've screwed up big time! I accidentally deleted the entire program for the Pokémon storage system!"

"What?!" This was the last thing he needed the day before his wedding.

Tracey hastily explained. "I was in the middle of categorizing the flying-type Pokémon database, and it locked up. When I restarted the computer, I must've hit the wrong key because now the Pokémon storage system file is gone!"

"All right, Tracey, don't panic," Professor Oak reassured his near-hysterical assistant. "Let's go back to the lab and see if we can recover the program. It might take several hours, though."

As he and Professor Oak walked back up the hill to the laboratory, Tracey turned and gave the thumbs-up sign to Brock.

---

"Jess, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"It's perfect, James! Now shut up and get inside!" She shoved James back inside the giant cake and shut the lid while Meowth rang the doorbell to the Oak Pokémon Research Laboratory.

"Disguises on," Jessie told Meowth as the two of them donned mustaches and deliveryman's uniforms.

"We have a delivery for Professor Oak," Jessie said in a low voice, trying to sound as masculine as possible as Brock answered the door.

"Great! Bring it inside. Hee-hee, this is going to be so perfect!" Brock said gleefully as Jessie and Meowth pushed the giant cake inside the door.

"You're right, it is going to be perfect," Jessie whispered to Meowth as they rolled the cake down the hallway to the lab.

"The purr-fect heist," Meowth concurred. "All these Pokémon to steal!"

"Okay, Tracey, let's see if this will do the trick," Professor Oak said as he clicked the mouse on the workstation's computer.

"Speaking of tricks…" said Brock.

Professor Oak turned around to see Brock and two deliverymen entering the lab with a giant cake.

"Surprise!" Ash and Gary popped out from their hiding places in the hall.

"What on earth?" Professor Oak exclaimed.

"It's your bachelor party, Professor," Brock said as he put on a party hat. "We're going to celebrate your last night as a free man."

"Oh, look, Professor," Tracey casually remarked as he clicked the mouse three times. "I found the Pokémon storage system file."

Professor Oak then realized that he had been set up.

"I thought I told you that I didn't want a…"

"Come on, Grandpa, lighten up," Gary said as he handed his grandfather a noisemaker. "It's time for the show!"

Jessie nodded to Meowth, who pressed a button on the CD player that he was carrying in his paws.

As the striptease music began, the top of the cake began to shake.

"I hear someone's getting married," squealed a voice from inside the cake. "Let me be the first to congratulate the lucky man!"

All five of them watched open-mouthed as the top of the cake popped open and out stepped James, resplendent in a blonde wig, silver bikini (complete with tassels), and an enormous pair of fake breasts.

"Ooooooh! Who's the lucky guy?" James cooed as he stepped out of the cake to reveal that he was wearing fishnet stockings and a pair of high heels.

The four teenage boys pointed to a mortified Professor Oak.

James danced over to Professor Oak and shook his huge breasts in the older man's face.

"That is the strangest woman I've ever seen," Ash remarked as he and Gary ogled James' incredible cleavage.

"If this is supposed to be turning me on, it's not working," Tracey whispered to Brock.

"Boy, James is really gettin' into it," Meowth commented as he and Jessie silently started sneaking out of the lab. By now, James had climbed onto a table and was merrily swinging his tassels. "Ya' know, for a guy, he's really got a nice pair of…"

"Save it, Meowth," Jessie hissed. "We came here to steal Pokémon, not watch a freak show." The two started down the hallway, only to be confronted by Pikachu.

"Well, lookie here," said Meowth with an evil grin. "It's our old friend, Pikachu! Come here, ya' little rodent!"

Jessie lunged for Pikachu, who ran down the hall and into an open door. "Come back here!"

The two followed Pikachu into a darkened room. "Where are you, Pikachu?" Meowth said as he flipped the light switch, then gasped in horror as he and Jessie saw that the room was filled with hundreds of Beedrill. Professor Oak was in the middle of doing a study on the collective behavior of bug-type Pokémon and had been raising Beedrill. The Beedrill started buzzing angrily at the two intruders and began to gather in a swarm.

"Yahhh!" Jessie and Meowth flew down the hall as the Beedrill began their pursuit.

"Oh, I'm hot tonight," James purred seductively as he started fondling his large breasts to the astonishment of the five wide-eyed males.

Jessie and Meowth dashed into the lab and knocked over the table where James had been conducting his dance. As his wig fell off, James tumbled to the floor and landed on his chest. Both breasts exploded with a loud bang.

"Sorry, show's over," Jessie said hastily as the three quickly untangled themselves and ran for the door.

"That was the weirdest show I've ever seen," said Ash as he watched the trio speed out the door and into the night.

"That's an understatement," concurred Brock as everyone dived for cover under tables and chairs to avoid being stung by the mob of angry Beedrill that had just flown into the lab.