A month had passed since the wedding rehearsal. The wedding day seemed to be approaching closer and closer than ever, far closer to comfort than either Professor Professor or Doctor Doctor would've liked. Not that it really mattered, of course, since they'd planned out just about everything they could plan for this wedding... all except for the kind of cake they would have, of course. It seemed kind of weird that they would get hung up on what kind of cake to serve at the wedding, but here they were.

"I'm telling you, we should be serving Butterkuchen at the wedding!" Professor Professor was shouting during a row. "It's what my parents had at their wedding!"

"And I'm telling you that we should be serving bird's milk cake!" Doctor Doctor shouted back. "It's quite popular in Russia!"

Neither of the two were willing to compromise on the issue anytime soon, so they decided to take a break and try to focus on more important issues at hand like preparing for their respective hen and stag parties. It would be nice to have a couple nights of freedom before the big day, at least when the royal fae family was involved. King Oberon and Queen Titania always did like to liven up a party. So Professor Professor decided to call up Oberon for a bit.

It wasn't long before Oberon picked up. "H-Hello?"

"Guten Abend, Your Majesty," Professor Professor replied. "I just wanted to call you about something."

"Um, of course, what is it? Has everything been alright with you and Doctor Doctor?"

"Just fine, though we have been having trouble deciding on what kind of wedding cake to serve."

"Ah, I see."

"So where did we decide we were going to have the stag party again?"

"Knowhere Special, I believe."

"Nowhere special? Bah, what a shame."

Oberon just chuckled. "I'm sorry you feel that way. Anyway, Knowhere Special serves so many cocktails it's not even funny. Like... Clementine & Honey, Know-groni Spritz, Pear & Cinnamon, and even The Park Bench."

"Ooh, those sound good."

"No kidding, I could go for one of those myself."

"I still can't believe you managed to book our stag do over there. You're a life-saver."

Oberon chuckled again. "I wouldn't go that far. I was just doing an old friend a favor, that's all. I'm sure Doctor Doctor's just as grateful that Titania was able to book her hen party over at the Infernos discotheque."

"Oh, ja, I'm sure she'll have a great time over there. Well, it was nice talking to you. I should get going now. I think I'm going to try talking with her about the wedding cake again."

"Good luck on solving this harrowing problem of yours. Bye bye."

"Bye." With that, Professor Professor hung up and then focused his attention on Doctor Doctor. "Alright, have you figured out what kind of cake to have for the wedding?"

"I think so... I think we should go for a wedding cake where each tier is Butterkuchen, bird's milk cake, and then a Charlotte russe on top."

"Oh, good. I'm just glad we finally solved that problem. Now then, are you looking forward to your hen party at all?"

Doctor Doctor just nodded. "Of course, are you?"

"Oh, ja."

It was finally July 8th, the day of the hen and stag parties. While Doctor Doctor and the girls were off enjoying the event at the Infernos discotheque, Professor Professor and the boys were at Knowhere Special, getting ready to indulge in the cocktails and the usual stag do shenanigans. Oberon, of course, was giving himself a pat on the back for even suggesting this place. This was one of his favorite cocktail bars to hit on people besides his beloved wife, so he figured Professor Professor would like the place as well. He'd also invited Lilliam Pumpernickel, Kent, Min-jun, Victor, Ray, Adrian, Clearence, and Zac Meadows to accompany the stag do.

"I'm so glad you could invite me along for this, Your Majesty," Lilliam Pumpernickel said. "I haven't done this sort of thing in a long time. Before I forget, though, I must tell you my new name. Now, as you all know by now, for reasons of security, my name is Changed Daily. Today, you may call me..." His cellphone beeped and he sighed. "Bobson Dugnutt."

Everybody else in the group laughed at this.

"So what are we doing for this stag do, Your Majesty?" Bobson Dugnutt asked.

"Well, I was hoping we'd just eat and have some cocktails," Oberon replied. "After that is when the real fun will begin."

"Wait, how are we supposed to eat here?" Victor asked. "This place only serves cocktails."

"Leave it to me." Oberon snapped his fingers and managed to materialize entire plates of food out of thin air in front of everyone in the group. "Ta-da! Magic."

"I'll never doubt you again."

Oberon just beamed. "Anyway, what kind of drinks have we decided to get?"

"Oh, I think I'll get an Old-Fashioned," Min-jun replied.

"I'm thinking something like a Castillo de Mendoza Rioja Crianza," Bobson Dugnutt replied.

The rest of the group went ahead and ordered their drinks of choice as well, and just like that the stag do was underway. Throughout the entire thing, Professor Professor and the other men talked and joked amongst themselves, even throwing in some dirty innuendos here and there. It seemed like the night would never end. That was, until...

"Hey, Your Majesty," Kent piped up.

Oberon raised an eyebrow. "Yes, what is it?"

"Did you bring any, um, street drugs to liven things up?"

Oberon's face lightened up. "Of course I did. I've got LSD, amphetamines, ketamine, mushrooms, and monkey dust. I've also got MDMA or, as you humans like to call it... ecstasy."

"Can you... give us the ecstasy?"

Oberon chuckled. "Of course, but it's going to cost you." Pause. "Just kidding, have some pills." He grabbed some multicolored pills that looked more like Flintstones vitamins than just any old pill and held them out in the palm of his hand. "I must warn you, though, they'll kick your arse but good."

Everyone else in the group reached out for the ecstasy pills and took them with their cocktails. It didn't take long before the effects of the drugs started kicking in.

"Oh.. oh my gosh," Professor Professor said. "I have such a feeling of euphoria. I... I wanna... yabba dabba do!"

Professor Professor immediately started jumping around and wreaking chaos all over the place, with the rest of the group save for Oberon proceeding to do the same thing. Oberon just watched as the rest of the stag do party gave in to the madness that the ecstasy pills were beckoning upon them. He was glad he could help him have some fun before the big day. At the very least, Oberon was glad that he could show the stag do party what it was like for the fae to party and party hard. The feeling of satisfaction was only short-lived when Oberon held something explode behind him. He turned around to see...

"Reptogators!" Oberon gasped. "And it looks like they're here to attack people!"

For a second, Oberon was at an impasse on how he could handle these underground-dwelling creatures until he got an idea. Of course, he could just feed the Reptogators the rest of his ecstasy pills and then use his magic to incapacitate them while they were high as kites. But then how could he make sure he'd use his magic in the first place? Of course, he would use the rest of the stag do party as distractions. So Oberon fed the Reptogators the rest of his ecstasy pills and then waited until the Reptogators got high before he consulted with the rest of the party.

"You have a minute, guys?" Oberon asked.

Professor Professor was still high off of the ecstasy, but he answered yes anyway.

Oberon nodded. "Good. I'm going to need you gentlemen to distract the Reptogators. Go nuts."

Professor Professor and the rest of the stag do party ran towards the Reptogators and started riding them like horses, seemingly ignoring how smelly the Reptogators were. Bobson Dugnutt, in particular, was kicking his heels into a Reptogator's thorax while Zac Meadows had another Reptogator's head pulled back and up at the ceiling. While the Reptogators were distracted, Oberon performed an incapacitating spell on them and the Reptogators dropped to the ground unconscious.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Professor Professor said. "That was wunderbar."

"No problem, Professor Professor," Oberon replied. "You would've done the same for me. So what do we do with the Reptogators now?"

"Well, we have to find a way to take them back down sixty miles underground. Can you, um, teleport them for us?"

"Sure." Oberon did just that. "Okay, then. Wow, that was some epic stag do. We should do this again sometime."

"Ja, we definitely should."