Hey, you've reached Natsu, sorry I missed your call, just leave your name and number and I'll make sure to get back to you after this mission.

Lucy cursed. She wasn't used to her fiance not picking up his phone. Something just felt wrong. Maybe it was the fact that her wedding was in a couple of hours and the groom, along with his wedding party, were nowhere to be found.

Hi, you've reached Dr. Levy McGarden from Yale University, please leave a message after the beep, and I promise to get back to you as soon -

Lucy huffed and hung up the phone. This was getting her nowhere. She had hoped sending Levy along with them to the bachelor party would help keep them, especially Cana, under control. She needed to find them, fast. She tried Gray.

Hey, it's Gray, just leave me a message. Or don't. Just do me a favor: Don't text me. It's gay.

"Anything?" Lucy turned around to see her mother standing beside her, in a beautiful gown.

"I tried them all again. It keeps going straight to voicemail. Something's wrong, I just know it," Lucy fretted, throwing the phone onto the chair in the dressing room.

"Sweetie, they went to Vegas. You lose track of time there. There's no windows, no clocks, nothing. One of them is probably on a heater. You never walk away from the table when you're on a heater," Mr. Heartfilia spoke up from the couch, putting the magazine down to search for something else to read.

"You do if you're getting married," his wife spoke up, running the comb through her daughter's hair again. Then Lucy's cell phone rang.

Lucy snatched it off the chair, "Hello?"

"Lucy? It's Gray." Came the voice from the other end.

"Gray, where the fuck are you guys. I'm freaking out over here. The wedding is in 5 and a half hours," Lucy leaned over the table, all eyes on her.

"Uh, yeah, listen," Gray let out a deep breath. Lucy could tell something was wrong by the tone of his voice, "We fucked up."

A look of anger crossed her face, "What the hell are you talking about. Don't fuck with me right now Snowflake." Juvia shot up at that comment.

"Look, the bachelor party, the whole night, everything. Things got outta control," she pushed an agitated Juvia away from her.

In the background she could hear Juvia saying "Do not call Gray-sama Snowflake. Just allow Juvia to speak with Gray-sama. Juvia will sort this out. Gray-sama!"

Then Gray said it, "Lucy, we lost Natsu."

Everything else disappeared. Her vision turned red. She took a deep breath, and quietly murmured one word into the phone, "What."

"Yeah, Lucy, we can't find Natsu. He's gone."

"What do you think you're saying, Gray? We're getting married in five hours," Everyone in the room quieted down. The tone of her voice was sharp enough for Gray to sculpt his ice with.

"Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen,"

Two Days Earlier

"To the left a little, please. Thank you," the short woman kneeled next to Cana, holding out a measuring tape. She wrapped it around her ample sized chest.

"Hey there!" Cana shouted, pushing the small woman away, and hugging her breasts.

"It's okay, Cana. Lisanna here just has to make sure the dress will fit you. We wouldn't want anything to go wrong during the wedding, now would we?" Mr. Heartfilia, Cana's adoptive father, asked.

"Well she's coppin' a nice feel while she does it," Cana objected, while Lisanna took the measurements she needed.

"There we go! All done Cana. Your dress should be ready by tomorrow morning." Lisanna turned to go.

"Thank you, Lisanna. I truly do appreciate this. Just make sure you don't skimp out on your own dress!" Mr. Heartfilia laughed his loud, boisterous laugh.

"Yes, sir. I'll make sure to do that. Or not to?" Lisanna's face was flushed, "Oh, I don't know, sir, I will make sure not to skimp out on my own dress. Thank you very much!" and with that, she ran out the door.

Natsu walked in, "What has her in such a rush to get outta here?"

"She has to go fuck herself while the memory of my tits is still in her mind. While she can still feel them in her hands," Cana answered, looking around for her sake bottle.

Mr. Heartfilia sighed, "Actually, she has to go fix Cana's dress. The tailor made it too tight in the chest area. Anyhoo, I think I'll leave you two to prepare for the trip. Goodbye, Natsu. Cana," and with that he followed Lisanna out the door.

"You all ready to go?" Natsu asked Cana, who was bent over looking for the sake.

"Y'know, Natsu, I've been thinkin' 'bout the trip. Ah, here it is," she took a swig from the sake bottle she picked up from behind the sofa, "If you guys wanna go to Vegas without me, that's totally cool."

"Huh? C'mon Cana, what are you talkin about?" Natsu looked at her with a bewildered expression.

"Well, Gray 'n' Levy are your buddies, and it's your bachelor party, 'nd I know I'm not always the person erryone wants to have around. Besides, one woman at a bachelor party is weird. Two? When only four people, including the groom, are going? That's a little sketchy." Cana's voice faded as her list increased in number.

"Cana! Those two love you, and I can invite whoever i want, thank you very much." Natsu interrupted.

"I-I just don' wan' you guys to think you gotta hold back 'cause your wife's sis is there," Cana drained the rest of the bottle, and threw it on the ground with the others. She immediately started looking for another.

"It's not like -" Natsu dodged the empty sake bottles Cana threw out of her way, "I told you, Cana, It's not like that. Ok? We're just spending the night in Vegas, no big deal. Besides, you're not just my wife's sister, you're my sister now." Natsu adjusted his muffler.

Cana lifted a half empty bottle to her lips, "I want you to know, Natsu, I'm your vault of secrecy. Whatever happens, tonight, or anynight, I will never ever ever speak a word of it. To anyone. No matter what," she took a swig.

"Okay. I got it. Thank you, Cana. I don't think that's nec-" Natsu stopped as Cana stepped closer to him.

"Seriously. I don't care what happens. I don't care if we kill someone," She drained the rest of this bottle right in front of his face.

"What?" was the only reaction Natsu could muster.

"You heard me. It's Sin City," Cana dropped the bottle, "I won't tell a soul."

"Okay, I got it," Natsu nodded his head nervously, "Thank you for that, Cana, I -"

She pulled him into a tight hug, "No, thank you, Natsu. Thank you. I love you man"

The close bodily contact reminded Natsu of what his new sister's favorite attire was: A blue bikini top and cargo pants. Natsu blushed furiously, trying to push her away. "Aha! I told you," Mr. Heartfilia suddenly cried, bursting in the room, Lucy following closely behind.

Natsu's face turned even redder as he stammered something about 'it's not what it looks like', although his hands on Cana's hips weren't helping anything. Cana giggled and let go of Nastu as Lucy chastised, "Oh, stop it Dad. You take things way too far."

"I suppose. And Cana, put down that bottle. Just because you are drunk all the time does not mean you're always sober," He grabbed Cana's arm, "and let's leave these two lovebirds to have a little chat before the trip to Vegas."

"Yes Daddy." Cana replied, picking up another sake bottle to join the one she already had before leaving with her adoptive father.

He scolded her again, "You drunkard. Put those bottles down!"

They could hear the conversation down the hall, as Cana responded, "Of course Daddy."

Lucy, who was about to close the door, gave her father a berating look. He sighed, "Oh Cana, come back here. Sake is wonderful, isn't it? Lets go to the sunroom to have a drink."

Lucy locked the door, "Can you believe it? Only two more days."

"Ugh, I know. You getting nervous?" Natsu teased, leaning against the armrest of the couch, "You wanna back out?"

"Shut up," Lucy said, silencing him with a kiss.

Natsu groaned appreciatively, "Y'know, I don't need to go to Vegas. It's dumb."

Lucy leaned back from his grasp, "It's not dumb! It's one night. Have fun. You deserve it. Always working, going on missions, you get some time off."

"I know, but the wedding is in two days. We shoulda gone last weekend. There's so much to do, I think I'm just gonna cancel," Natsu pulled her back in.

She looked him dead in the eyes, "She'll never admit it, but my sister packed her bag two weeks ago. You're not cancelling. "

Natsu looked skeptical, "Really? Two weeks?"

"Yeah, she's excited. Thanks again for inviting her, by the way," Lucy kissed him on the nose.

"You don't need to thank me. Shes a cool gal," Natus looked around at all the sake bottles on the floor of the dressing room.

"It's not nothing, and she's not a cool gal. So thank you," Lucy kissed him again. She squealed as Natsu pulled her down to the couch with him.

Natsu carried his bags out to his car, where Cana and Mr. Heartfilia were waiting. Mr. Heartfilia turned to him with a knowing smirk, "I hope you had a nice goodbye, because you won't be seeing her again until the day of the wedding."

Natsu was taken by surprise, "Uh... What? Won't I see her tomorrow night? Y'know, the day before the wedding?

"Oh, you know how women are. Keep the wedding dress a secret from groom, no contact the night or morning before, superstitions and all that, Mr. Heartfilia answered, taking Cana's sake bottle away.

"But, I helped her pick out a wedding dress, we're sharing a hotel suite, and I'm taking her out to breakfast that morning."

Mr. Heartfilia patted Natsu on the back as he dropped his bags by the trunk,"Oh, really? I guess not then, old sport!" he laughed then winked, "Still, it sounded like you two had a nice goodbye."

Natsu quickly tried to change the subject, "Well, Mr. Heartfilia, thanks again for everything you're doing. I really appreciate this."

"Yeah, okay, you love us, we love you, everyone's happy. Terrific. Now talk to me about Vegas," Mr. Heartfilia said, pulling Natsu over to the side of the garage.

"Um, well, it should be pretty mellow, do some gambling, maybe catch some rays, have a few laughs, the works," Natsu said, Mr. Heartfilia nodding in agreement.

"Yeaaaahh, have some laughs, I gotcha. How ya getting out there?"He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"We're gonna drive, take my car. Gonna go pick up my friends after this."

"Prius? You're taking a prius to Vegas? When you got to Vegas, you gotta go to Vegas in style." Mr. Heartfilia said, opening the door to the garage, revealing a brand newAudi R8 Spyder.

"What? No, really? Mr. Heartfilia, I couldn't," Natsu put his hands up, abcking away from the car.

"Oh, stop with that. We're family now. So you can call me Jude. And take the car to Vegas. It's just a car. Only, make sure you get some armorall for the tires, so the sand won't seep in. And don't let Cana drive. She'll be drunk. Or Gray either. I don't like him," Mr. Heartfilia threw the keys towards Natsu, "Now go, young man, and find your destiny."

"You got it sir, ah, Jude. I will be the only one to drive this car. And don't worry about the Armorall, that's easy. But I'm pretty sure I won't find my destiny in Vegas, just saying," Natsu opened the door to the red convertible and stepped in.

"Don't worry about that. I have no idea what i was saying. Just go and have fun. And remember what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," Mr. Heartfilia gave Natsu another wink. Then thought, "well except for herpes. That shit'll come back with you."

"Yes, Jude, I sure will. And don't worry, I won't get herpes," Natsu sped out to where Cana was sitting, by his car, with their bags.
Cana let out a low whistle, "Lookie at what you got!" She threw the bags in the trunk, and hopped in the front seat next to Natsu, "Let's go! To VEGAS!"

"Slow down there cowgirl. We gotta go get Gray and Levy first," He punched te gas and sped off to the school where Gray worked.

The school bell rang. The students in the classroom all stood up and got ready to leave. Their teacher, a young man with jet black hair and dark blue eyes, called out over the noise "Hey! I still need some of your permission slips! and $90 for the field trip to the ice sculpting convention. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity! You don't want to miss it! Pay now or forever regret missing out!" he began collecting envelopes with cash and permission slips as studnets filed out of his room. One student tried slipping out without handing him anything. He stopped her, "Woah, Chelia, what gives, no trip?"

"Sorry Mr. Fullbuster, my sister won't give me the money. she says I'm grounded." Chelia turned to go again.

"Well uh, hold on Chelia. How much you got on you?" Mr. Fullbuster asked, thinking fast.

"I don't know, twenty bucks?"

"Alright, how about you give me that, and I'll cover the rest."

"Really?"

"Well, we can talk about it, and I'll call up Jenny later, but give me the twenty now so I know that you're serious," Mr. Fullbuster held out his hand.

Chelia gave him the money, "Awesome, you're the best, Mr. Fullbuster."

As soon as she left, he pulled an enveloped labelled 'VEGAS' out of his desk drawr. he began pulling the cash out of all the envelopes that the students had given him and put ti all in the Vegas envelope, then he rushed out the door. Parked right in front of the school waiting fo him was Natsu in the bright red brand new r8.

"Holy Shit! Natsu, that's a nice ass car." Gray shouted across the schoolyeard.

One kid walked up to Gray, trying to show him a piece of paper, "uh, mir. Fullbuster

Gray held up one hand, not even turning to face the kid, "It's the weekend, Rouge, i do not know you and you do not know me," He threw his bag in the back of the car and jumped over the door, "Natsu get going before one more of these nerds asks me a question."

"Don't hurt this car, Frosty, or i break every bone in your body," Natsu threatened.

"Ha! I'd like to see you try Fireball," Gray challenged.

"Hey, uh, guys, can we get outta here? I'm not supposed to be wihtin 200 feet of a school, and you guys are startin' to attract some attention," Cana inturrupted looking at the small semicircle beginning to form around their car, students pointing and whispering about a fight about to break out involving one of their teachers, "and Gray, put your shirt back on."

"Fuck! Why does this shit have to happen by the school too!" Gray hurridly picked his shirt up off the seat next to him, then turned back to Cana, "Who is this chick anyway?"

"She's Cana, Lucy's adopted sister." Natsu answered, pulling away from the school.

"Yeah man. I met you like four times," Cana took another swig of her sake, before offering a bottle to Gray.

"Sorry cutie, I can't believe i forgot someone as pretty as you," Gray hatook the bottle from her. Cana giggled and Natsu shook his head, driving on to Levy's house.

"Don't forget your razor!" A deep voice sounded throughout the house, "I can totally tell when you haven't been shaving! You start smelling like shit!"

"Razor, check."

"And don't forget to use it either!"

"Using the razor, check."

"Make sure you call me as soon as you get to the hotel, not like that time when you went to Washington D.C."

"I was the keynote speaker, and I was late to the podium. The president himself sent the secret service to come and escort me so I would arrive in a timely manner.

"Still?"

"Yes, you're totally right. My fault. I'm sorry," Levy reached up for a hug, but Droy's thick arms pushed her slight frame aside as he moved into their living room to sit on the couch.

"What is the matter?" Levy asked, worried.

"Nothing. Because I know you're not going to be going anywhere with Gray or Natsu while you're out. Not to any strip club, at least. Or a bar. Or a club. Or any casinos. Or even to the convenience store." Droy dropped himself onto couch in front of the T.V..

"Droy, we're going to Nappa Valley. I don't even think they have any of those htings in Wine Country." She sat down next to him, handing him his soda and bag of chips.

"Well, if there is, I know Gray will just sniff it out."

"It's not going to be like that, I promise." Levy tried to hold his hand, but he snatched it away and grabbed the remote, "Besides, you know i don't like any of that stuff. And Gray is much more mature than that."

Droy switched onto ABC, "Well, you'd better make sure that -"

Suddenly, his voice was drowned out by Gray's from outside, who was shouting at the top of his lungs, "PAGING DOCTOR SLUTFACE! PAGING DOCTOR SLUTFACE!"

Everything was immediately silent. It remained that way for a couple more minutes. "Uh, I think maybe I should finish packing."

"yeah, you wouldn't want to be late, Doctor Slutface."

Levy stood up and finished packing. She carried her bag back into the living room to say goodbye one more time. As she entered the room Gray's voice rang out clear, "DOCTOR LEZZIE! YOUR WHORES ARE DYING OUT HERE! DOCTOR LEZZIE! YOUR BITCHES NEED YOU!"

Her face turned bright red, "Ah, uh, um, Droy, I-I-I'll see y-you tomorrow night. G-Goodbye!"

"Better hurry Doctor Lezzie. Your whores are dying. Your bitches need you out there!"

Levy ran out the door as fast as she could.

Cana stood up in the r8, going 60 miles an hour down the freeway, and waved her sake in the air, screaming, "AWWWW YEAHHHH! ROAD TRIPPP! VEGAS BABY! VEGAS!"

"Aw come on Embers! Drive faster, or let me drive! everyone's passin' us." Gray moaned from the backseat, swigging his second bottle of sake.

"Not a chance in hell ice cube. Jude trusted me with his car, and I'm not gonna fuck it up. Besides, you're drinking. Why the hell would I let you drive?"

"What, are you a cop now? And you know I drive great when I'm drunk!" Gray objected, taking a long swig from the bottle.

Cana, face flushed with excitement, turned around, "Hey! me too! I do everything great drunk!"

"Man, I love this chick!" Gray shouted, tousling her hair, and finishing his second bottle. She giggled and passed him a third.

Levy slapped his arm, "Hey, you're married. You also have a son! so no fucking Cana, understand?" Levy handed him his shirt.

"Yeah fuck my life. I love Juvia moe than anything else in this world, and my son too, but I fuckin' hate my life. I might just stay in Vegas," He pushed his shirt away, "you keep that Levy. Make sure i don't lose it. Hey Cana, what say we run away and just stay out herein Vegas?"

"Hell yeah!" Cana shouted.

"NO!" Natsu cut them short, "Cana, you are not running away. Gray, you're my best man, and Juvia would find you even if you did try to run away. Neither of you fuckin retards are running away to Vegas."

"What the fuck did you just call me? And here i am trying to help you, asshole," Gray popped the cap on his bottle.

"The fuck did you do to help me! You almost stole my sister and ran away to Vegas!"

"Oh yeah. I was gettin' to the advice."

"Oh no. Here we go again," Levy said, leaning back in the seat and putting Gray's shirt over her face.

"Come Sunday, Natsu, you're gonna die a little inside. Not a lot, but every day, you die a little more. So enjoy yourself while you can, because no matter how much ou love someone, you die a little every day you are married. Just a little bit."

"Yeah totally!" Cana agreed. Levy threw Gray's shirt down an looked at her."That's why I've managed to stay single the entire time."

"Oh really. That's why you're single." Levy asked, her skepticism dripping from her voice.

"Yup. That's exactly why."

"Cool. good to know," Levy said, handing gray his shoes.

"Hey Cana, am i alright over there? I can't see outta that damn mirror" Natsu asked.

"Yeah dude totally. No one for miles."

Natsu began to shift lanes. A 18 wheeler, 20 times bigger than the sleek r8, let out a giant protest. Cana began cackling like mad as Natsu swerved back into the other lanes, and Levy began praying to god, while Gray joined Cana in her laughter.

"WHAT THE FUCK, MAN" Natsu screamed at the top of his lungs as he tried to get back into the right lane and stop swerving across them.

"We almost just died right there!" Levy added.

"You shoulda seen your fuckin faces! Classic!" Canna doubled over in the seat with laughter.

"Thats fuckin hilarious!" Gray patted her on the back, laughing along with her.

"That's not funny. It's not." Levy said, throwing Gray's pants back at him.

A/N: Please rate and review. Tell me if i should continue. I plan on it, but y'know, if y'all don't want it i won't do it.