Cowgirl Jack was all alone in the Doesntreallyexist forest. Sneeking into the castle's back door, she sat and thought. "Obviously, they left me in case their plan failed. Ha! I finnaly get to do the rescuing! Now for a plan of my own..."
Hearing voices, Jackie hids in the shadows.
"Hey, Frank, get this wedding cake to the ceremony room pronto."
"We."
"A cake and a French chief? Hmmm..."
Back at the altar...
"I now pronounce you--"
"Wait! Merci!" comes a voice from the other end of the church.
Cowgirl Jack, disguised as French chief (including a fake mustouche and accent), pushes a giant tray towards the couple.
"Ah...we," Jackie pulls the lid to the tray. There is a magnificant cake. "The wedding cannot go on until the bride and groom have they're wedding cake!"
"I thought that part was after the wedding--"
"Shut up Ace," muttered RM552 under his breath. He can see Cowgirl Jack's boots underneath the chief uniform.
"Madmoselle," Cowgirl Jack motions to Chantina. "Your groom will cut the cake for you...Get in the cake, you dummy...Yes, sir, just take the knife and..."
The mostouche falls off. "Oh crap..."
"The chief's a girl?"
"The chief's American?"
"GET THEM!"
Cowgirl Jack pushes RM552 into the cake and shuts the lid.
