A/N: A story that formulated somehow in my brain. This chapter is crappy, I know.

Disclaimer: I don't own any publicly recognizable figures here. Because if I did, Joe and Macy would have a little fling and Nacy would magically be together in season 1.

Prologue

It was a warm Sunday afternoon.

The Lucas brothers, gathered on their kitchen and munching on junk food, were on their occasional fights on 'who's better'. This time, they were deciding on who is the best boyfriend.

"Me, of course," cried the middle Lucas.

"Dude, all the girls you've dated were not Stella," Nick, being the reasonable one, said.

"Your point is?"

"You're in love with someone else while on a different relationship," Joe blinked at him.

"Sometimes I wish you weren't my brother so I could punch you in the face for ruining my moments," Joe said through gritted teeth.

"Likewise," Nick smirked.

"Of course it's not Joe, it's me," Kevin said.

"Uhh, no, that would be absurd," Joe started.

"You're more happy finding woodland creatures than finding girlfriends," the middle Lucas added.

"Plus, you only had one official girlfriend, and that's Anya or Kimmie or whatever," Nick added.

"If I weren't going for the responsible older brother thing, I would've murdered you two now and fed you to the ducks," Kevin chimed in.

The other two merely raised their brows.

"So that leaves me, right?" asked Nick.

Joe resisted the urge to laugh,

"Uh no, all the girls you've dated are fame hogging Barbies"

"Speak for yourself Joe, speak for yourself," Joe winced as the image of Fiona raced his mind.

"Okay, so self-assessment is out of the picture, so what now?" asked Nick.

He was met by blank stares.

"Know what, never mind" the youngest Lucas slumped back to his seat.

"You could test run on one girl!" shouted the real youngest Lucas, Frankie, emerging from the living room.

"Continue," urged the oldest Lucas.

"Well, since you three aliens can't decide for yourselves, I suggest you test run on one girl, equal days so equal chance,"

"That's genius Frankie!" cried the three.

"I try," Frankie then grabbed a cookie from the jar then went back to the living room, muttering 'I can't believe they tell me I'm the youngest' while doing so.

Kevin and Joe were already scheming their dates while Nick delved on one bit of information the two others left behind.

"Guys, who's the girl gonna be?" asked Nick.

He was met, yet again, by blank stares.

"Well she must like the three of you equally and must at least be willing," Frankie shouted from the living room.

The three huddled at the kitchen stared at each other and as if reading each other's mind,

"Macy,"

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"So Macy, you in?" the three boys asked right after they told her about the plan.

She blinked at them.

"Which one of you three geniuses came up with this?" She asked after getting back to her senses.

"Neither," said Nick with Kevin screaming 'IM A GENIUS, mwahahaha' faintly in the background.

Who do you want Macy to be with? I'll reconsider. I'm addicted to reviews and favorites.

-staaars.