I feel terrible that I haven't posted in more than a month, but shooltime is upon us! That means My inspiration is great! I also want to apologize to my terribly confused friend, Hailey, who is extremely confused and probably not reading this.

"RUN!" Abby screams at the top of her lungs. She hops into the driver's seat and England and I grab Hailey and throw her in the passenger's seat. Abby had been creeping around the hotel room at night, and saw that Hailey had magically appeared in France's room. She then captured her in the dead of the night, and we're off again.

Abby floors the gas pedal and we head towards- Vegas?

"You

Idiot." Hailey grumbles, already semiconscious from her kidnapping. "Aren't we supposed to go to Epcot?"

"Nope! There's been a slight change of plans!" She says in a determined tone. England is slightly annoyed also, because this trip has not proven its purpose- to punish his daughter for her wrongdoings (and to make up for invading my vital regions on the Dawn Treader). When I check the time on my phone, it's a little before three in the morning. Since I don't trust Abby's driving skills one bit, I'm already wide awake, but England is out cold against my shoulder. He's so cute when he's asleep- but he's still a jerk. I stroke his golden hair and let out a sigh. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas... right?

Random songs by Keane, The Rolling Stones, and Olly Murs shuffle around my iPod until I start to explode from boredom (there's only so many times one can listen to Paint It Black). The desert scenery doesn't help at all. It makes me feel like Iggy's expensive car is about to run out of gas any minute. The last thing I want is to be stuck in the desert. "NINETY NINE BOTTLES OF ALE ON THE WALL! NINETY NINE BOTTLES OF ALE!" Hailey screams at the top of her lungs. She gets like this whenever there's no alcohol around. Hetalia forbid she finishes the song, somebody will die. This crap just got real.

We all scream in terror, when the "Welcome to Los Vegas" sign appears out of the blue, along with the rest of the city ("duh" as they say in Greece). "We need to get Hailey to the closest bottle of booze!" England yells over her screaming. We finally get her to a liquor store on the outskirts of town, when the unbelievable happens. Alex, Abby's super sexy boyfriend walks into the store.

"Alex! You're here!" She runs into his embrace, holding him tightly. Before Alex can say anything back, they leave the store to have some "fun" (*inserts a chance for Abby to write another chapter).

"Abby's gone... What are we going to do now?" I ask England.

"Well, we could always visit some other nations who happen to be in the city too."

"What about Hailey?"

"We can just leave her here. What I'm really concerned about is America's health. Abby and Alex are here, so who knows what is going to happen. As far as I know, Vegas is a large part of his brain."

"I'm sure he will be fine. If not, we'll finally get to see what country Colin actually is."

"If you say so." the two of us sneak out of the liquor store unnoticed.

I have to say that Los Vegas is an extremely interesting city. It brings me back to when I was a showgirl back in the 1920s (that's a story for another time).

"Czech!" Mackenzie calls me out of the crowd. We meet her and find that she is here with Romano and Italy.

"Hey! What brings you to Vegas?" I ask.

"I just had a strange feeling that somebody is getting married tonight, and I thought it would be you!" she says, England's face turning bright red.

"Well, I wasn't planning to... Anyway, how's it going between you two, and Italy of course?"

Mackenzie just has a big grin on her face- the one that she makes before doing something diabolical. "Everything is perfect!" she snaps back to her normal, hyper state. "Romano may look mean, but he's truly a sweetheart, and Italy and I are best friends! We eat pasta and color pictures together!"

"That's wonderful." England says, nodding. "I'm happy that you chose to accompany us on that day, or else you wouldn't have met."

"Speaking of which, there's this pirate themed bar around the corner." I give the Brit an evil look. "Why don't we go? It's been awhile since we were all together."

Mackenzie and the others agree, heading in the direction of the bar.

Meanwhile...

"What is with those people? They're always ditching me! I was right next to them the entire time, and they still left! I'm Ireland for Joe's sake!" she huffs, downing her third bottle of ale.

"Hey! I think you just got lucky!" a loud, obnoxious voice cuts through the empty store. None other than America enters the store. "A little Weasley told me that the girl of my dreams is in this store!"

"Maybe you've got the wrong store..." one of her leprechaun slaves is most likely behind this. Most of them were nice, bringing her alcohol out of the blue (so that's how she got the booze on that iceberg!), but Haggis* is a mischievous little brat who resembles the old heir of France.

"Nope! I'm taking you on a date weather you like it or not, because I'M THE HERO and I will not let you sulk around because of your abusive friends!"

America drags her out to one of the nicest McDonalds in Vegas, followed by a high class bar, of course. When they get inside, Hailey is already starting to wonder why he doesn't have a girlfriend. It wasn't really her business, since she is already dating France, but she couldn't help noticing how attractive he is. "What's this?" she asks after America gives her a shot glass filled with an unfamiliar drink

"It's tequila, kind of a big deal around here. I'm surprised that you didn't know that." America finally stops talking with exclamation points and calms down a bit. "Crap, my head hurts like crazy. I've been getting all these weird injuries lately. My glasses broke too, and I just got them fixed." (I believe that Abby's duel with her evil twin caused the glasses incident)

"That's terrible." she doesn't mention anything about Abby being in the city with them, but shoots down her drink. Suddenly, she feels a sensation that is foreign to her.

Let me explain. Every nation has a different alcohol tolerance. Sometimes there's that one drink that calms the nations terrible drunk (example: England and the green fairy) and nations like Hailey and Czechoslovakia don't seem to be affected by any type of beverage. It seems like Ireland just found her exception.

To make a long story short, Hailey and America had a wonderful Star Trek wedding (Czech and England weren't there, so Abby should mention this in her next chapter, hint hint). Speaking of CzechUK, they had a very 'fun' night that I will not elaborate on because of government issues (I'm a country, so I'm not allowed to speak of my special alliances until its set in stone)

France has not figured anything out just yet.

*One of the reasons England can't cook is that his big brother Scotland would always make him Haggis when he was little. If you don't know what it is, it's kind of gross, but one of the things on my bucket list is to try it.

Sorry about the booze. I've done it again, haven't I? Hopefully The Legend of Abby will continue and help me out here :D