Omake: Cake Mix-Up

“Say…Wedding Rampage!”

“Wedding Rampage,” You, Aelita, and Starfire say as the three of you pose in front of your wedding cake. Momma Urbosa did an amazing job defending the four tier cake from all efforts of the husks, raptors, random guests, clumsy maids, and cake thieves to destroy or eat the cake.

The bottom tier was decorated with green frosting and fondant decorations and had mini scenes of your more remarkable childhood adventures. The Gardner Jedi adventure, the Deaged Conan vacation, the Magic Kingdom debacle. The second tier was purple and had scenes of Starfire’s actions by your side along with a few solo events. Such adventures included your time in StarFleet together, some xenomorph fights, oliphant riding…etc.

The third tier was a soft pink and contained Aelita’s Code Lyoko life (major points of it), the day the two of you met, Albuquerque, Black Friday 2056, etc. And finally, the fourth and highest tier of the cake was pure white with simple white and yellow flowers and miniature statues of you and your wives. You are in the middle with your suit and Aelita to your left and Starfire on your right. The little statuettes were masterfully crafted to the point you could practically see the pores.

The camera flashed again and the three of you broke your poses. “Time for cake,” you mom sing-sang as she brought along the Gardner family wedding knife, a knife said to have been in the family for over two hundred years. You were fairly sure it was a superior replacement of the original knife since it was made from mithril which no one had access to before RealDreams opened.

Accepting the knife with a smile, you silently gestured to Aelita and Starfire who understood and took hold of the knife with you. “Three, two, one!” At the time, the three of you plunged the knife into the cake, meeting little resistance. The three of you were shocked as a scream came from the cake.

The top of the cake popped open and a Princess Jasmine stripper scurried out with a cut on her sleeve.

Your dad stared at the fleeing Jasmine “I think they might’ve messed up the cake. Just a thought.”