~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: Same as before.

(Titania is on her fairy bed with Bottom, who still has his ass head. Fairies wait to attend Titania.)

Titania: Come, sit thee on this flow'ry bed, while I thy amiable cheeks do coy, and stick muskroses in thy sleek smooth head , and kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy

Bottom: Where's Peaseblossom?

Peaseblossom: Ready.

Bottom: Scratch my head, Peaseblossom. Where's Monsieur Cobweb. (Oberon answers, and sticks his head up when Cobweb should.

Oberon: Ready.

Bottom: What news? Thou art not Cobweb!

Titania: Nay, he is not. I would like to speak with this man. Peaseblossom! Mustardseed! Cobweb! Taketh my love elsewhere; your queen hath self-affairs with this intruder. (Bottom and fairies leave. Oberon climbs up on the bed.) How chance you come? Belike with some new excuse for obtaining my changling?

Oberon: Nay, keep the child. I you needeth a favor.

Titania: A favor? You me come no closer. You hath ruined your chances. Begone! Asketh from one of your servants many.

Oberon: My servants many obtain art not what I need.

Titania: O, so thee finally admits to having everything not?

Oberon: This is something I could obtain never. I have the opposite, which thee could never possess. I need a woman to do this favor.

Titania: O, thou art funny. Use one of my servants, they all are female.

Oberon: Titania! I wanteth any of them none. I need a woman willing to put on the form of another one, whilest comfort the real one. See, Sprite mine Puck wrong administered a love potion. The idea was woman scorned was to wake up man sleeping to make him love her. He was chasing lady fair, who runn'd away with her lover. The first man was to marry her, but she was nigh interested in him. However, Puck put the potion on the wrong man, he put it on the lover soft, and the first man tripped over him, causing embarrassing result. To bring them all together, I saw no way to fix the blunder awful except to make the chasing woman fall for the chas'd.

Titania: Oberon! Thou art stupid! Time next use your spell drawing!

Oberon: Methought it too powerful. Now the woman chas'd hath insulted her lover and deigned to enter a convent. I needeth you to pose as her, make things correct, whilst I changeth her mind.

Titania: Methinketh you hath gone mad. Never before have I you help in a situation like this. Howev'r, thou hast given me the child, so Titania feels she must help thee. Peaseblossom!

Peaseblossom: (entering) Ready.

Titania: Keep my love entertained. A journey taking am I. Let him I know not gone.

Peaseblossom: Yes milady.

Oberon: Are we off, good Titania?

Titania: Yes. Let us hurry – I want not my love worrying.