I Pronounce You Husband and Wait What?

Declaimer: I do not own Hetalia, just the idea of the story.

Chapter: 06

Beta: Epic F. Awesomesause

Plan A - Starts:

"So where did you meet those people, Alfred?" Matthew asked as he dried his his hair. Alfred shrugged his shoulders and looked at the ceiling, "At the bar… Well Mathias introduced them to me one day actually."

"Hmm," Matthew said.

"So… How does it feel to see your favorite cousin?" Alfred asked.

"Weird," Matthew muttered as he shook his hair and put his glasses on. "I wasn't expecting it so I really can't say." Matthew continued.

"Well since I decided to come to America for the party, I decided why not invite him over as well and celebrate and you two could just talk in French and share memories, " Alfred said leaving Matthew to nod his head and say nothing.

"Oi, are you guys ready? I'm hungry!" Lovino yelled as he walked inside Alfred's and Matthew's room.

"Hah, of course we are! We were only having some brotherly talk," Alfred sang before he jumped out of his bed and began walking out. "Come on guys, let's go and have some time to chill before we go out drinking."

"Tch, aren't we going to be drinking for almost two weeks?" Lovino yelled, following Alfred, who stood beside Lars. Matthew stayed in his room for awhile, thinking about what Alfred had asked him. Something seemed off.

"Oi Matthew, are you coming?" Lovino asked once more.

"Yeah, I'm just looking for something," Matthew said before grabbing his phone and his wallet and leaving with him.


"NOPE~!"

"Alfred please."

"Nuh-uh."

The Canadian sighed and placed his head on the table. Lovino was snickering as Lars raised an eyebrow at the brothers,

"Stop being a girl Mattie and drink it. I promise you you'll love it," Alfred said as he put a cup in his brother's hand. Matthew didn't bother to raise his head and look at the drink his beloved brother was giving him.

"Alfred, I really do not wish to drink at this moment," Matthew insisted.

Alfred groaned and rolled his eyes. "Mattie."

"No."

Alfred was going to continue to argue, but his phone began to ring.

"Hello, the hero speaking!" Alfred answered as he got out of the booth and left to speak on the phone.

"How are you guys even related?" Lars asked as he ate a chip.

Matthew shrugged his shoulders. "Well… I am half-Canadian and half-American, but I prefer my Canadian side while Alfred prefers his American side," Matthew explained.

"Also, aren't you suppose to be the older brother?" Lovino asked.

"Yup, but with the nurse messing up the birth certificates,I don't know whether or not I'm the younger brother…" Matthew said, taking a sip of water.

Lovino laughed, "Oh dios, that's even funnier. How can they mess that up?" he asked.

"I don't know! Go ask the nurse that attended my pregnant mother!" Matthew shouted as he chucked a fry at Lovino.

"Mattie, I have to go, I have… uhhh some stuff to do," Alfred said as he came back from his phone call.

Matthew raised an eyebrow but nodded his head. "Okay," he said. Alfred grinned and waved goodbye as he quickly left the small restaurant and met up with Mathias.

The trio stared at Alfred talking fast with Mathias before both of them quickly started walking away.

"I don't like it," Lovino blurted out.

Lars shrugged his shoulder. "Who cares, everything is going to be going on Alfred's name so…let's eat and spend," Lars said as he looked at the food menu.

"Sounds good to me," Lovino said.

"Well...he did bring us all the way here unexpectedly," Matthew began as he looked at the food menu.

"Matthew...they have pancakes for dinner," Lovino stated.

"I want them, start ordering," Matthew said.

Lars and Lovino grinned.


"So, how are we going to get Gilbert to seduce your brother into marriage?" Mathias asked as he sat next to Alfred, who in turn was sitting next to Francis and Antonio.

"Well…"

"We are in Las Vegas," Alfred started.

"And we do have two weeks." Francis winked.

"But amigos, Gilbert doesn't like marriages."

"Neither does Mattie."

"But hey, isn't he in a relationship?" Mathias questioned.

"WHAT? Alfred, I thought you said mon cher is single!" Francis asked, a bit angry.

"Eh...well you see...they are breaking up soon."

"Yeah, he did say something about the girl wanting to bring it to marriage soon."

"Hmm...either way, that is not fair to the lady," Francis said.

"Hey, we have two weeks to get them married or else shit well happen," Alfred argued.

Francis sighed and Mathias just grinned.

"Well, in these two weeks we have all bunch of liquor, and Lars brought enough weed to last us for months," Mathias stated.

"So are you saying 'let's just get them to be so fucked up that in the end they will get married under the influence'," Antonio now spoke.

The two younger males nodded their heads. "Yeah, I think that's our plan," Alfred agreed.

Francis sighed. "Mon amies, think. Wouldn't Matthew divorce Gilbert after he sobered up?" he questioned.

"Well…"

"Well what?" Francis asked with an eyebrow raised.

The two males looked troubled and uncomfortable at Francis's question.

"But it can work," Antonio said as he drank from his tomato juice.

"How?" the three males asked. The Spaniard looked at his phone.

"Well, they have to live at least six weeks or more in Las Vegas before they can divorce. Also, they have to have some sort of residence here, so they most likely have to figure out that part there," he said as he looked up from his phone.

"Antonio… how did you figure that out?" Francis asked.

"Well, Gilbert's brother is studying the law… I just asked him," the male said innocently as he continued drinking the red juice.

The others nodded their heads.

"Well… probably throughout that time they can fall in love and stay married," Alfred then spoke.

Francis sighed. "Amor isn't suppose to be like this," the Frenchman whined.

"Oh well, at least we get them hooked and things don't become trouble," the Dane grinned.

"Alfred, why did you have to go and make trouble and cause all this BS?" Francis asked.

"Uhh… cause I was drunk and Gilbert seemed like he needed help and yeah…?" Alfred said nervously.

"Well at least Arthur seems okay with this...for now," Francis continued.

"So...who is going to update Ivan?" Antonio asked.

There was a heavy silence between all the men present.


Lovino slowly ate his so-called Italian sub but continued to make faces.

"Lovino, if you keep making those faces, they will get stuck like that in your face," Matthew warned as he drank his vanilla milkshake.

"Ah let him be, they are funny to watch," the Dutch said, recording Lovino making faces with his phone.

"Chigi, let me eat in silence. Why do they even call this an Italian sub? It tastes disgusting!" Lovino said as he poked at the sandwich.

Matthew sighed. "If you are going to criticizes the food, then don't order anything Italian."

"But even so, all American food is so...so...so fat and unhealthy!" the Italian almost yelled.

Lars rolled his eyes as he edited the video.

"Then order a salad," Lars stated.

"Hn."

"Such a drama queen," Matthew teased.

"Oh shut it," Lovino muttered.

"So did you text that Spanish boy?" Lars asked all of a sudden.

"What? Heck no, why would I?" the Italian asked.

"'Cause that poor boy seemed attracted to you, that's why." Matthew grinned as he saw Lovino go red. He nudged Lars, who looked up and grinned as he got out his phone and took a picture of him.

"Wh- Don't take pictures of me!" the Italian screeched as he tried reaching over to the taller male.

"Hehe, why? You're going all red!" the Dutch male said. As Lovino tried reaching for the phone a paper came out of Lovino's pocket and the Canadian grabbed it.

An evil idea popped into his head before he stood up and cleared his throat.

"Lars send the picture to (xxx) xxx-xxxx," Matthew said, reading the paper out loud.

Lovino then tried attacking Matthew. "What the fuck! Matthew, you are dead! And Lars, don't you dare send that picture!"

"Oh...you mean not to send it...oops." The Dutchman smirked.

Lovino went bright red before he threw the salt shaker at the laughing Dutchman.

"GAH! Why am I friends with you idiots?" the Italian fumed as he sat in his seat and glared at the now forgotten sub.

"Because you love us~" Lars and Matthew sang together, grinning like idiots.

Lovino, being bright red, just glared and tried to ignore them, but couldn't help but let a small smile work up to his lips. Yup, it most definitely was going to be two very, very long weeks for all of them.


"So let me get this straight, you are saying...that little Gilbert is in America with his friends to get married...da?" a tall Russian male asked childishly.

The other man shivered and nodded his head. "Y-yes. I just went and asked his company if Gilbert was anywhere here and they told me he would be gone for awhile and won't be coming back anytime soon."

The Russian stared at the man before he hummed and nodded his head. "Do you know where they are?" He asked once more.

The frightened male shook his head. "N-no. Not yet."

"Well hurry and find him! I don't want Jones to win the bet."

"Of course, we'll all do our best to get his location," the man said before he quickly excused himself and walked away, leaving the Russian to his thoughts.

"Big brother, I don't get why the bet has to be there," a female voice said as she walked into the room, frowning.

"Because I don't like that man."

The Belorussian rolled her eyes and sat down opposite her brother. "You're so mean."

"Da, but it's for the best."

The girl nodded her head and hugged her bear as she watch her brother think. If it was a problem, it would be her brother disliking Alfred and being bored.

Now she had to wait for Alfred's return, and with the bet completed, or she would never see her American fiance again.


A/N: Muwahahaha! Can anybody say plot twist! Plot twist~ Plot twist~ Sha la la la ヾ( °▽° )ノ

Nobody was expecting this twist now? Well let's see what bet Alfred and Ivan made that involves poor lil Gilbert ^^

Please review and tell me what you think~ and hope you all have a nice wonderful New Year's and that we can expect this year to have more chapters and regular updates! \(T∇T)/

Lucyxxx