OK, I just couldn't RESIST starting another story... so tell me what you think, OK? I don't think I'm going to add anyone – including Alex – who doesn't belong in this story. I might change my mind, though.... honestly I don't control my stories. The story makes itself. So, enjoy.... and NO the title doesn't really have a meaning, I just had to put my catch phrase there.... GRAWRAWR!!

"Random Dancing!!" the speakers echoed. Carly and Sam began doing weird hippie dances for the camera.

"OK," Sam said once the music stopped. "Now, we have two Gibby's...." Gibby and his brother came on screen.... without... their.... shirts.................... "And we're going to see which is the best Gibby Food Brand!! Spaghetti Tacos or cream pie! We're going to see which one Gibby can eat the most of without throwing up!"

"Sam. You could've worded that better," Carly scolded, concealing a smile. "Now, here's Spencer's tacos..... and here's some pie!" Carly put a plate of tacos in front of Gibby 1 and a pie infront of Gibby 2."Eat!" andthe Gibbys shoved their faces in the food. Sam and Carly began making disgusted faces. Finally the one eating the pie got up, ran off screen, and the sounds of barf echoed. Gibby 1 looked up.

"Good job Gibby! This officially proves that Spaghetti tacos are better for you pet Gibby than cream pie. You can go now, you creep me out," Sam waved her hand at Gibby 1.

"Can I take the tacos with me?" Gibby asked, looking at his remaining tacos. Carly nodded and Gibby picked them up and ran off screen.

"Now that concludes this episode of iCarly," Carly tried to keep a straight face and sound professional.

"Until next time...." Sam yelled.

"Sam!" Spencer's voice scolded her offscreen for being loud.

"Eat ham, fried chicken, steak...."

"And dance around in your underwear!" Carly yelled.

"Bye!" Calry and Sam chimed together.

Fang's POV:

I shut the laptop, laughing silently. iCarly was a funny show. Helped take my mind off Max... I mean, things. Everything was silent for the moment. Then a scream echoed through the cave. I jumped up and ran to the cliff. For some reason, Nudge was down below fighting dozens of Erasers... and losing. I dove, not even bothering to open my wings,

I knocked at least half a dozen out of the sky, before pulling upward to join Nudge, she was cradling her left arm, and blood seeped through her fingers. I absently backhanded one who came up behind me. I sent Nudge up to the cave and brought down 3 more Erasers before Max joined me. Soon they were all down.

We flew back up to the cave, where Iggy was holding Nudge's arm and a look of panic hiding in his expression. I tensed.

"What's wrong, Ig?" I asked.

"Her bone has a green stick fracture... and her tendon was ripped. If we don't get help NOW she may never be able to move her arm again."