"Sinead, why did you call us all here?" Amy asked.

They were all sitting in the living room of Graces' mansion- redone, of course- Amy, Dan, Sinead, Ian, Natalie, Jonah, Nellie, Evan, Jake, Atticus, Kurt, Alistair, Ham, Madison, Regan, and Amy and Sinead's close Madrigal/Ekat/Janus/Lucian/Tomas friend, Ariana. And of course, Uncle Fiske. Sinead smiled.

"To discuss JAmy, Evamy, Kuramy Vrs. AmIan," she answered promptly.

"To discuss what, what, what Vrs. the what?" Nellie and Dan asked, knowing full well what that stuff was. Dan smirked.

Sinead sighed. "JAmy, Evamy, Kuramy and AmIan," she said more slowly.

"I heard, but what is that stuff?" Nellie asked. She and Dan smirked and glanced at Amy.

"JAmy- Jake Rosenbloom and Amy. Evamy- Evan and Amy. Kuramy- Kurt and Amy."

By now, Amy's cheeks were bright red, as were Jake's and Evans.

"And, my favorite by far, AmIan- Amy and Ian Kabra."

Amy and Ian sputtered. Jake and Evan turned to glare at him.

"Wait, what?" Amy asked Sinead, who's smile had turned even bigger.

"I, though I don't know about anyone else except a few, fully support AmIan. And I know Ian does too," Sinead added.

"Now," she began again, "we need to see where your...loyalties lie. Madison!" she suddenly barked. "JAmy, Evamy, Kuramy or AmIan?"

Madison answered without hesitation. "AmIan."

"Reagan?"

"AmIan."

"Natalie?"

"I can't believe I'm about to sat this...but AmIan."

"Well, so far three for AmIan and none for JEK," Sinead said. "JEK?" Natalie asked. Dan rolled his eyes. "She clearly means JAmy, Evamy or Kuramy, stupid," he laughed.

"Yes, Dan's right. Speaking of Dan, DAN! J, E, K or AmIan?"

Dan shot Amy a look. "Uh...JAmy and AmIan."

Immediately, several girls screamed. "NOOO!"

"Only ONE!"

"JAmy!"

"AMIAN! I HATE EVAN AND JAKE AND KURT!"

They all turned around. Standing there were some Madrigal, Lucian, Janus, Tomas and Ekat girls. Amy groaned. Dan laughed. Until, that is, the girls all attacked him. Literally.

"Girls!" Sinead shouted. They all- slowly and glaring- stopped. There has to be at least fifty of them.

''Look, while I too would like to attack him for the that, we can't.''

One girl snorted.

"Who ARE you?" Dan asked. "Or, better yet, WHAT are you?"

"Dan!" Amy scolded.

"THE ATTACK OF THE FANGIRLS! WE'RE MADRIGALS!"

"AND LUCIANS!"

"TOMAS!"

"Okayyyy," Dad said slowly.

After twenty minutes, Sinead got the fangirls/Madrigals/Lucians/Tomas's/etc out.

"AMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIANAMYLOVESIAN," Dan was singing.

Amy and Ian looked ready to kill.

"Dan, STOP! NOW!" Amy yelled.

Dan stopped and made a face. "Fine," he said.

"Really?" Amy asked.

"Yeah. IANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITITIANJUSTADMITIT."

"UGH," Ian said.

Amy sighed.

"Ham," Sinead said, blushing a bit, "AmIan or death?"

Hamilton grinned. "I'll take death," he said. "He's never hurt me."

Sinead threw a book at him. "OW! Okay, okay. AmIan. They're cute."

"Awww," Dan mocked.

"Jonah, Nellie, Atticus, Alistair, who do you choose?"

"AmIan."

"AmIan."

"AmIan."

"AmIan."

"Awesome!" Sinead clapped her hands. "Uncle Fiske?"

"Amian." Fiske smiled.

"SO," Sinead said. "Only one question left...Ian, do you or do you not love Amy?"

No answer.

"Ian? C'mon, we all know you do."

Everyone started pestering for answers.

Finally Ian stood up. "I DO NOT LOVE AMY AND- GOD, JUST SHUT UP, WILL YOU, YOU TWITS?!"

Everyone was quiet.

This was originally a one shot, but I'm in a hurry and have been meaning to post this fior MONTHS. I just did half now. ENJOY AND REVIEW! Please. Review. CHAPTER TWO HAS TONS OF AMIAN!