This is it folks and other assorted party peoples! The finale! Can this romance turned trajedy really turn out for the better? Find out now.

Oh, and thanks everyone who's read and reviewed this, and everyone who will. It's been a blast splurging on my shameless Lizzie McGuire obsession. I'll probobly write more stories sometime in the future. This is actually the first multi-chapter story I've finished on I've been here for four years too, so I'm quite content with myself. Anyway, I've babbled for too long. Here's to your pleasurable reading.

"Oh…I…uh…" Miranda stuttered, "I didn't mean to…"

"I think you did, Miranda." Lizzie became fixated on her friend. "Did it bother you that I was going to kiss Gordo?"

"Well…I…" She stammered and looked at her feet. She had never been forced to comprehend her own emotions so quickly before.

"Miranda?" Lizzie's voice was soft, comforting. She put a sympathetic hand on Miranda's soft shoulder.

"Y-yes…and I don't know why." Miranda turned her head, unable to look her friends in the eyes.

"I think I know why…" Lizzie's voice, which suddenly seemed a lot deeper and more knowing than normal, trailed off. "It's because you care for Gordo."

"Care for? We both care for Gordo, but I…I…" Miranda couldn't finish her sentence.

"Love him?" Lizzie finished for her. Miranda could only shade her emotion stained eyes with her hand and nod. "I love him too Miranda, and to tell you the truth, I would have done the same thing if the bottle landed on you."

Miranda's wet eyes looked up from her hands. "Really?"

"Absolutely." Lizzie's reassuring voice made Miranda feel a bit less lost.

"So…s-so…" Miranda wiped the tears away that hadn't flooded out yet and got on her feet.

"So what do we do from here?" Gordo chimed in for the first time during the breakdown. He had a feeling what was coming and he dreaded dealing with it.

"I don't know…" Lizzie bit back her lip and thought. "Will we be hurt no matter what happens?"

"It's like there can't be a happy ending no matter what…" Miranda's face contorted into an unsure shape. "It's a Catch-22" She recalled the term they had learned in school earlier the year before.

"What if Gordo just chose one of us?"

"No, absolutely not." Gordo snapped, his eyes widening wildly. "I can't choose between you guys, you know that."

"You know…this would be a good time for you to figure out how a love triangle could come to a happy ending." Miranda lifted her head to meet his eyes.

"There might be one way…" Gordo's voice was soft and somewhat meek as the deafening words filled the room. There was a pause, to which Lizzie speedily jumped on.

"Well? Spit it out Gordo, don't leave us out of the loop."

"You see…there are these tribes out in foreign countries…I hear they have a system called polyamory, where people can have more than one relationship at a time…" His voice fell to a silence. "Even more than one wife or husband." His voice was slower this time. A longer pause spread throughout the room.

"Gordo, that's kind of…" Miranda started.

"Gross." Lizzie finished, both of them not giving the idea much thought.

"Is it? I mean, I know we always think about just having one, but what if we all loved each other completely, like we do now? Why couldn't we spread the romance between the three of us?"

"Well…I guess that makes sense." Miranda was more set on thinking about it now.

"It's not so bad when you say it like that…but I don't know, that's still kind of a big step…" Lizzie winced.

"We don't have to do it all at once, we could just ease into it. And, it's true, I love you guys both, and I know I couldn't make a choice between you. And I know you guys love each other, and you both obviously love me. The only difference is it would be deeper, and if it doesn't work out with one, the other two keep going. No feelings hurt, because we tried, right?" Gordo was now surer of his plan. "And let's face it, all things considered, how many people are out there that would put up with us?"

The girls giggled, and then looked at each other, both sort of unsure, but excited enough to not care, and then at Gordo. Almost simultaneously they jumped at and tackled him, dragging him to the ground. "Let's try it." Lizzie decided, pinning one of Gordo's shoulders.

"Yeah, I think it's the only way we'll all be happy." Miranda held down the other one.

"Good." Gordo breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, uh…can you get off of me?"

"Yeah, sure, fine." Lizzie teased getting off of one side as Miranda got off of the other one. "We should probably get to bed anyway."

"I guess I'll be under the bed tonight?" Gordo shrugged. "You guys will be on the floor right? So your heads will be by the bed?

"Uh oh…" Lizzie suddenly mumbled. "We always sleep with our feet towards the bed. My mom might get suspicious."

"Wonderful." Gordo flatly droned, "So if I want to say anything, I get to talk to your feet all night."

"Don't worry," Miranda joked, "They're great conversationalists."
Gordo groaned good heartedly and slid under the bed. He heard the girls milling around, setting up blankets and the such, and then the light clicked off. He stared at the underside of the bed, putting his hands behind his head, and listened to the girls laying down and finally falling asleep. The events of the night passed through his mind again. He had, in one night, gotten two girlfriends, both of whom he loved for as long as they had known each other. He had never been thoroughly understanding of his feelings before the contents of the last two days, but now he understood how deeply he felt for not just Lizzie, but Miranda as well.

The heart, he supposed, couldn't always confine its love or lust to just one person. The heart isn't always as small as normally thought. The heart is a force, almost a being in itself, that can stretch to the heavens, throughout the world, fill a home, and give reason to life. Who's to say such a magnificent, powerful thing couldn't extend itself between three people? Who's to say it couldn't spread love, lust, and romance? No one can truly say, not governments or religious clergy or even people who think they understand the heart. Gordo turned on his side and pulled his sheet close. An unintentional smile spread across his face as he barely whispered, in a tone so melodic even angels above might find themselves full of envy,

"I love you guys."

And so, the next morning…

Gordo's eyes slowly slid open. He felt an instant warmth on his shoulders and face. His eyes traced around, and found Miranda's socked feet on his shoulder and neck, and one of Lizzie's bare feet over his forehead and the big and second toes of the other foot in his mouth. His hands twitched a little, somewhat from anger at his newfound girlfriends, mostly from anger at himself for not expecting something like this. He turned over, sliding out from under their feet and tried to go back to sleep but it was of no use. An hour of boredom later, Lizzie stirred and quickly woke Miranda. The two stuck their heads under the bed and met Gordo and good mornings were given abound.

"Man, I had the best dream last night." Lizzie grinned, "Kate was bowing down to me and groveling and-"

"Kissing your feet?" Gordo interrupted knowingly.

"Uh, yeah, how'd you know?" Lizzie's eyebrows knitted together.

"Lucky guess." He smirked.

"Well, what do you guys want to do today?" Miranda rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at her friends.

"Well, breakfast is probably a good start." Gordo's hunger prescribed.

"Do you think about anything but food?" Lizzie gave him an incredulous look.

"Not when I'm hungry." He quipped, to which Miranda gave a quick, exasperated sigh.

"Let's just figure out what we're going to do after breakfast, huh?" Miranda decided.

"Alright, alright." Gordo good-naturedly moaned.

"Hmm…I guess we'll do…whatever comes naturally, huh?" Lizzie gave a little shrug.

"Yeah, I guess so." Miranda gave a little nod.

Lizzie and Miranda looked at each other, smirked, and then leaned towards their new boyfriend and gave him a kiss on each cheek. His cheeked turned a glowing shade of scarlet as he could only mumble out "Oh…I…I…"

And so, deus ex machine saved the day again, and they all lived happily ever after.

The End