My first iCarly fanfic…. I'm used to bloody stories but I will do my best *salutes*Okay the words get cut off sometimes. Oh and It starts at thanksgiving at the shay's place. Seddie!Carly was setting the table with forks, knives, and even some spoons. Spencer burst out of the bathroom all gussied up. "Hey Spence you got the Turkey in the oven yet?" Spencer glanced at his sister. "Let me check." Spencer opened the oven, and instantly got assaulted by a horrible smell. "Oh god I think the turkey farted."Carly finished setting the table and walked to the couch. "I'll take that as a yes." Carly turned the channels until she got to the Girly Cow show. Spencer grabbed some final things to place in the gleaming fat brown chicken. He placed it onto the metal platter in the middle of the table. Thirty minutes later we heard a knock and the geek and the ever so crazy protective mother arrived."Hello Carly, Spencer." Mrs. Benson said with a fake smile plastered on her face. After seeing that her disguise was saw through she made up a excuse to get away. "I'll go and clean the chicken." Her smile faded away almost instantly."Uh, I already did that!" Spencer yelled across the room. But it was in vain, once Mrs. Benson gets started resistance is futile. A few awkward minutes later everyone jumped up from banging on the door. "I'll get it." Announced Freddie. He power walked over to the wooden door and knew from the chicken smell it was the infamous Puckett. Great another thing to brighten my day after that stupid tick bath. Freddie thought furiously. "Open the dang door!" Sam Yelled. Freddie opened the door and immediately got pushed out of the way."Turkey!" Sam nearly shrieked. Sam within a blink was seated by Carly. Freddie pulled him off the ground and walked towards his seat, still glaring at the Puckett he tried to strike up a conversation. "So Spencer what's your next sculpture?" With a little to much acting put into it, Even though he wanted to thought this over for a minute. " I was thinking about making a Giant book but that's impossible. So I would say, A huge fan. I'll make the fan and you can make the electrical wiring things."Mrs. Benson piped up, "My Freddie will NOT do something dangerous like messing with wires." Disapproval dripping from her words."Ok then." Spencer said awkwardly. Then a bright idea slapped his brain. " Hey I could get Socko to do it! Freddie you can supervise! Mrs. Benson is that reasonable?"Mrs. Benson Thought about it for a few moments. "Hmm, Could I watch him as well?" "Of course Mrs. Benson." Spencer then started to discuss what he would need to create his latest masterpiece. After eating their turkey and eating their dessert they started to depart except for Sam. "Hey Carly, can I talk to you?" Carly was surprised this must be important if she was asking to talk to her. Carly raised an eyebrow and said; "Yes?" Sam Exhaled and started to speak with a fresh breath of oxygen. " I'm Moving to Ohio, I was wondering if I could move in."Carly yelled to Spencer; " Hey Spence, Can Sam move in?" Carly waited for Spencer's usually fast answer. "Well…. I guess…" Spencer sighed from the kitchen. He sure didn't sound squealed and hurried off to her old house to get things.I hope you liked it. Please review, It's not going to be Seddie right off.
