Monaco tried to ignore the buzzing sound of a phone. The pounding in her head told her she couldn't. She attempted to gracefully rise from bed, but found out that she couldn't due to an arm draped around her waist. A few tries later, the momentum from getting whoever's arm off of her also succeeded in rolling her off the bed. Luckily, the landing was soft from some bedding.

Finally, the buzzing ended but she was still on the floor, now trying desperately to figure out where she was and why she was there. This certainly wasn't her place.

"Mona…?"

Monaco froze at the sound of her name, and her breath caught in her throat. Maybe she was imagining it. Maybe if she ignored it, it'd go away.

"Monaco…?"

She nearly groaned. Hoisting her upper body up with her arms, she moved to lean on the bed, resting her arms on the bed and her head on top of her arms. Surprise etched itself onto her features. "A-alfred?" She nearly squeaked.

"You're still here." Alfred smiled. "Good morning."

Monaco sputtered back a "B-bonjour" before taking her head off of her arms. Something had been digging into her face. That something, she realized before long was a ring. Her heart-beat skyrocketed and her breathing hitched.

Alfred saw the terrified look on her face and laughed a bit hesitantly. "Oh… so you woke up with a ring too? Hehe…"

She could only nod, not taking her eyes off the blasted cubic zirconium. "I… I don't remember last night…"

The nation in front of her almost looked a bit crestfallen at that. "O-oh, well… Let me refresh your memory!"

iMonaco huffed inside the Venetian. Her grand frère could not control her like she was a little girl anymore! She had her own nation, and it was doing pretty damn well, too! She sighed as she entered into the casino section. It was so nice. It reminded her of her own casinos, except this… Las Vegas was far away from her brother.

"Monaco! Hey, hey, Monaco!" She turned to see America, Alfred jogging up to her. "I'm over here! I'm stoked you decided to visit."

She forced a smile back to the excited nation. "Bonjour, Alfred. I just need to… get away a little…"

He nodded in large movements and replied, "Yeah! I know what you mean! Come on, let's hit the slots. We'll grab a few drinks and really let you unwind."

Normally, Monaco was against drinking, but in her current state she was really 'up for anything', so she just nodded and followed along.

"D-do you remember… the rings part?" Monaco asked, returning her horrified gaze to the shiny gem on her finger.

Alfred laughed hesitantly again, "Not really… I think we were both kinda smashed by that point!" This time he let out a real laugh.

Monaco let out a large sigh. "Well… It's … it's okay it's not official unless we have a-"

"What's this?" Peeling off the rectangular piece of paper attached to his face, he squinted as he read it without his glasses. Recognition hit Alfred like a ton of bricks.

"Marriage certific-… merde…" Monaco swore as the 'hero' turned the piece of paper towards her.

A slow smirk crossed the heroes face… "Looks like we hit the jackpot, Mona. What'd you say we go hit some of those slots again?"

"Shut up and put your money where your mouth is, that's what you get for waking up in Vegas~"