Hangover

by linkpika

Two days before Alfred's wedding, he, Gilbert, Antonio, and Francis go to Vegas to have a bachelor's party. The next morning, they wake up with total amnesia and can't recall what the heck happened last night. Meanwhile, the groom, Alfred is missing. With the Bad Touch Trio trying to get through this, who knows what will happen?

Gilbert typed the numbers on his phone slow and deliberately. "Oh come on!" he moaned. "Are you sure there aren't any other clues or something? This is so unawesome!"

"Just call the god damn number!" Antonio snapped.

Gilber sighed. He knew that Toni wasn't usually like this. He was usually happy as a button and didn't really mean to be so rude right now. Okay, maybe he did, but the stress over the past two days had pretty much consumed all of them. The wedding was freaking today, and they still couldn't find the groom.

He coughed nervously, and the person on the other end picked up. Oh boy.

"Hello?"

Gilbert took a deep breath. "Arther, it's the awesome me. Ha ha, Gilbert." He winced. Even he had to admit, it was a poor attempt to lighten the mood. Across from him, Antonio snorted and slammed his forehead onto the car.

Meanwhile there was a pause on the other end before an expected explosion of screaming and cursing came.

"Where the hell are you guys!" Arther snapped. "My wedding is today! And no I will not fucking calm down!"

Here it comes. "Yeah, er, well please try your best not to freak out but…uh we screwed up."

Silence. "And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Arther asked in a deadly calm voice.

"The bachelor party! We got drunk and then just a little out of control and then…." Gilbert swallowed. "To make a long story short, we can't find Alfred."

"Alfred? The man I am supposed to be marrying today? Say that again, I dare you!" Arther screeched from the other end.

"We, uh, can't find Alfred," he repeated into the phone. "And I know what your probably thinking, and as unawesome as it sounds-"

"We are getting married today!" Arther screamed. "In five hours, no less! What the fuck were you guys thinking when you lost him!"

Gilbert groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "That's the point. We don't remember anything that happened from that night. And as for the wedding part…unless we find him soon which I doubt, that's is definitely not going to happen."

"...WHAT!"

Okay, so that was my attempt at a chapter for Hetalia characters crossovering into Hangover. I know this wasn't very long but I promise the next one will be a lot longer. Review? Please?