AUTHOR'S NOTE: All places and events mentioned actually exist and have been seen or visited by this author.
WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS…
Tegan and Nyssa awoke in their room in the TARDIS with a hangover the size of the Crab Nebula.
"Where are we?" Tegan moaned.
"You're in your own room in the TARDIS," Turlough replied from the door. "According to the Doctor, we're somewhere off the Strip."
Tegan moaned and sat up, a hand to her head. "Please don't shout, Turlough."
"I'm not shouting, you're hungover."
"I hope you two are pleased with yourselves," Turlough said sulkily.
Nyssa did not even attempt to sit up. "Why should we be please with ourselves?"
"You went off and got married without me."
"We did?" Tegan and Nyssa replied.
"Yes, you did," came the Fifth Doctor's voice from the door. "Made quite the spectacle of yourselves, too."
"Shit!" Tegan hissed. "I don't remember any of it."
There was a knock at the open inner doorway and the Doctor turned to see the Ninth Doctor and Rose standing in the hallway.
"Are we early?" the Ninth Doctor asked.
"That depends," the Fifth Doctor replied. "What are you here for?"
"No, you're late, actually. They got married last night," the Fifth Doctor replied.
"No, no," the Ninth Doctor said, waving a hand in the air. "We came for the second one."
Turlough immediately brightened. "Second one?"
"Yea," the Ninth Doctor grinned. "At that other place down by Freemont Street."
"What other place?" the Fifth Doctor frowned.
"The one that always gives Nyssa a fit of the giggles," the Ninth Doctor replied.
"The Wee Kirk O' The Heather?" Nyssa giggled as she slowly sat up.
"Yea, that's the one," the Ninth Doctor replied. He turned to his other self. "See?"
"Yes, yes," the Fifth Doctor replied, rolling his eyes to the ceiling. He turned back to the others. "You two get yourselves cleaned up, will you? At least look a little presentable for Turlough's subscribers."
Tegan and Nyssa replied with various moans and groans as they stumbled out of the room to the bathroom to get cleaned up and change their clothes.
The Fifth Doctor turned to the Ninth. "Aren't there supposed to be three of you?"
Rose gave an amused smile. "We dropped Jack off in 2003. He said he wanted to see 'Siegfried and Roy' before the, er, mauling accident. And something about a Pirate Show before it got replaced by a cheesy Siren thing."
The Fifth Doctor nodded. "Ah, yes. That would be the show at Treasure Island," he informed.
Suddenly Adric entered the console room loaded down with bags. "When did everybody get back?" he asked as he entered, dumping this purchases on the floor.
"Where have you been?" the Fifth Doctor demanded. "And what is all this…stuff?"
Adric looked up, smiling impishly. "I went souvenir hunting."
"You've come to the right place for that," Rose injected.
"Don't encourage him, Rose," the Ninth Doctor said coolly.
Adric pulled out a tee-shirt with "CSI Crime Scene Investigation" printed on the back. "Check this out," he said happily.
"Where did you get all this?" Turlough wanted to know as he pulled out a bag full of playing cards.
"I went to the World's Biggest Souvenir Shop," Adric replied.
"Bonanza, over by the Stratosphere, right?" the Ninth Doctor injected.
The Fifth Doctor scowled. "Didn't you just say not to encourage him?" He turned to Adric. "I take you all over time and space, and you get souvenirs from Las Vegas?"
The Ninth Doctor grinned. He pulled a towel out of a bag that had a Blackjack Table layout printed on it. "Fantastic!"
Adric giggled. "There's one with a Craps Table on it in there, too."
"We're ready," came Tegan's voice from the inner doorway. She was dressed in a tuxedo, Nyssa was beside her in a wedding gown.
Turlough's eyebrows went up. "Now, I didn't expect that!" he laughed.
"I lost the toss," Nyssa replied sulkily.
"Yes, yes," the Fifth Doctor said impatiently. "Let's get on with it."
"What're you in such a hurry for?" Tegan asked.
"It is already past six o'clock in the evening," the Fifth Doctor replied. "And I would rather like to see the Freemont Street Experience this evening."
"I thought you were going last night."
"I was, until you two decided to drink yourselves silly."
The Ninth Doctor held out his arm to Rose. "Come along, Rose. Let me show you Las Vegas."
Rose looked at the others, shrugged and took the proffered arm. "Okay. Why not?" The two then headed out the exterior doors.
Tegan and Nyssa exchanged glances, and started to giggle. Adric rolled his eyes before following after the Ninth Doctor and Rose.
Turlough double checked his web-cam and looked up. "I'm ready," he said, and then herded Tegan and Nyssa from the console room.
The Fifth Doctor drew a deep breath. "Why do I get the feeling I'm going to miss the Freemont Street Experience a second night in a row?" he asked the empty room before following after the others.