Hey everyone! I promised you guys a seddie story, so here it is! It will be like an iCarly episode, maybe longer. I know a lot of people like to get on with the story, so, Ta Da! Here you go! The title of this is iLike The Dork. Catchy, right? Oh yeah, almost forgot; I so totally wish I owned iCarly, but boo-hoo, I don't, or this would be an hour long (or longer) movie. Ah well… Onto the awesome!
Chapter 1: intro and song
Carly and Sam jumped in to action as soon as Freddie's countdown ended. The tech producer behind the camera spoke as the girls fixed the other's hair self-conciously, eager for their webcast to begin.
"In five, four, three, two," breathed Freddie,
"That be Carly," said a spunky blonde, motioning to her close friend.
"And that be Sam," the perky brunette said while pointing.
"And this is iCarly!" the girls screamed as one, and Sam pressed a button on a blue remote that caused cheers to erupt. Freddie smiled and chuckled to himself as his friends began.
"Today, we're going to start off the show with the all time classic of Messin' with Lewbert!" More cheers from the remote as, on screen, big bubble letters displayed the title.
"We've got something really special planned for our least favorite doorman," began Carly.
"He's gonna be so surprised!" Cut in Sam, smiling happily.
"We are going to scare him to death in the most scary of ways! Care to explain, Sam?" Carly said, bouncing on her toes.
"Why sure, Carls," Said Sam. She began to explain what they would do. She ran up to the camera, and Freddie shifted it so the viewing audience could see better. "Okay, so first, the lights in the lobby will go off, when Freddork does his stupid techy stuff that no one cares about." Freddie scowled at who he liked to call a blonde-headed demon, but Sam paid him no attention. "Then," She continued, "Carly will call the front desk, and when he picks up, all he will hear will be heavy breathing." Slowly, the lights dim in the iCarly studio, and scary horror film music plays. Sam begins telling the plan in spooky story mode, her face twisting into a wicked grin.
Then, smoke will begin to fall from the stairs of Bushwell plaza, and the heavy sound of breathing will echo off the walls of the room. The doorman, frightened, will run to the doors, which are covered with black paper so he cannot see through. He will try to open them, only to find them locked. He runs to cower behind his desk, panting heavily, And then, just when he thinks he is about to feint, a trap door opens on the ceiling, causing over a hundred pickled tomatoes to fall on his head!" She laughed evilly, the lights went back on and the scary music stopped. Sam stepped back, letting Carly into the shot. Freddie seemed relieved that the story with the weird ending was over.
"The pickled tomatoes were donated to us by an iCarly fan called Sharon. Thanks Sharon, we wouldn't be able to do this without you and your pickled tomatoes." Said Carly. "Also, a shout out to Socko, my brother's friend, for letting us use his sound projecters and smoke machine after his friend's band had their concert. Freddie set this all up. Also, we paid 2 kids to set up the black paper outside the door while Lewbert's on the phone, so thanks to you guys, too." She finished.
"Quit with all the thank you's, and let's get this show on the road! Fredweiner! Do that techy stuff!" Shouted Sam.
"Ungratefull pig," muttered Freddie under his breath.
"What was that?" asked Sam.
"Nothing," Freddie said quickly.
"That's what momma thought. Now please us all and put Lewbert on the screen!" Freddie sighed, and with a touch of a button, the monitor swung out. With a few more, the camera only focused on that. On the screen, Lewbert was clipping his toenails with his dirty sockless feet propped up on the front desk.
"Eww, gross!" Exclaimed Carly.
"Just look at that messed up creature," muttered Sam.
"Okay, Freddie, cue the lights!" said Carly, anxious to start.
"Got it," he replied, typing things into the computer. In the lobby, the lights began to flicker in a random beat. Lewbert dropped the nail clippers on the tile floor and quickly put on his shoes. "Hey!" He hollered, setting his feet down, gripping the desk, "What's going on in here! Quit it, stupid lights! This place is cheap!" He screamed, banging the desk in frusturation as the lights went comepletely dark. There was just enough light to see every thing going on.
"Now, we call him," said Sam. The camera focused on the girls again. Sam picked up a cellphone and diled a number into it and handed it to Carly, who pressed the call button and held it to her ear. The camera went back to the live feed in the lobby as the phone rang there. Lewbert leaned foreword and grabbed it roughly, answering by saying lazily, "What do you want!"
The camera went back to the girls, where Carly was breathing heavily into the end part of the phone, and Sam was watching with interest. Camera going back to the lobby, Lewbert screeched, "What? What do you want? Who are you!" More heavy breathing. Outside, while Lewbert's distracted, you see two teens putting black poster paper over the doors. "Get off the phone! Aaaghh!" A mangled cry from everyone's least favorite doorman as he slams the phone on it's receiver. He looks around him anxiously.
"Aww, he's getting scared! Think we should stop?" Carly mockingly asks Sam.
"Let's give him more," Sam responds, smirking in a way that would make you feel uncomfortable to be in the same room with her.
"It's like you can read my mind," says Carly. "Freddie, will you put on the smoke and sound effects?"
"Why would I not?" Freddie says as he presses some buttons. Back on the monitor, you see a look of horror cross Lewbert's ugly face as smoke falls down the stairs and heavy breathing echoes off the walls. As predicted, you see him jump out of his seat and he runs for the door. He slams into it, and begins to shake it, before realizing that it's locked. Whimpering, he runs behind his desk to open the door to storage to get the keys, before he notices that it's also locked. Defeated, he quickly sits down behind the front desk to cower in fear. He looks at the ceiling, shouting, "What do you want from me!" before letting out another mangled screech.
"Cue the pickled tomatoes!" Shouts Carly, and Freddie pushes a button, suddenly causing a ton of pickled tomatoes to rain down on the unsuspecting doorman. He just had time to look up in shock and scream before they pelted him down. After a second, you see Lewbert's head pop up from under the pile of gross stuff.
"What the-" Lewbert was about to cuss, but he sniffed the pile he was in, put on a confused face, and ended his sentence with the word, "pickles?"
The girls in the studio laughed, and Freddie put the lights back on and cut the smoke machine and sound effects. Lewbert finally noticed that his keys were on the desk and shrieked in unhappiness. Freddie turned the camera back on the girls, who were still laughing.
"Okay," Carly said, shaking off the laughter, still just barely chuckling, "that was pretty great."
"You kidding? That's the best we've ever done!" Said Sam happily; she was still laughing her guts out, finally slowing.
Freddie turned the camera onto himself. "I thought of the trapped door on the ceiling," he said, doing a funny half smile. Sam's laughter ceased immediately.
"No one cares, dork, now turn the camera back onto the stars, will ya?" It was more of an order than a question. Freddie stopped smiling, but focused the camera on the girls.
"You know, you could be a bit nicer to me," Said Freddie.
"I could, but I won't," replied Sam, crossing her arms. Carly eyed her two friends unhappily, knowing that this was heading downhill faster than you can say 'fried clowns'.
"Would you seriously just cut back because-" Sam interrupted here, although Freddie continued talking, "Well I'm not laying off because it's way to much fun to-" from there, you couldn't understand anything else. Carly butted in, trying to say something to calm them down, but they all ended up yelling. Suddenly, one yell that didn't come from any of them caused them to stop.
"Guys. GUYS!" the voice belonged to Spencer. They all stopped talking at once and looked around them, searching for him.
"Um, where is Spencer?" Said Sam, unsure.
"I could swear I just heard him calling us-" began Freddie before he was cut off by Spencer. "Up here!" The trio slowly turned their heads to the ceiling, where his voice came from. From the point of view of the camera, you saw the two girls (Freddie's behind the camera,) slowly lower their heads, as Spencer was lowered from the ceiling, suspended by a thick rope, wearing a fish costume and, in each hand, holding a clear bag of water with a goldfish in each one.
"I'm a tuna fish!" He exclaimed happily, not noticing their shocked expressions. You see the girls face the camera. Spencer follows their lead, still holding a grin that stretched from one ear to the other. "Well, that's not weird at all," Carly says quietly.
Theme Song
I know, you see, somehow the world will change for me
And be so wonderful…*dum, dum, dum*
Live life, breathe air, I know somehow were gonna get there
And feel so wonderful…
It's all for real,
I'm telling you just how I feel
So, wake up the members of my nation,
It's your time to be,
There's no chance unless you take one,
Every time just see the brighter side of every situation,
Some things are meant to be, so
Gimme your best and leave the rest to me,
Leave it all to me,
Leave it all to me,
Just leave it all to me!
Okay, that's all for now, but I'll update as soon as I can. I try my best to make every thing seem believable, and in character. Also, you'll find out about what Spencer was doing suspended from the ceiling in a tuna fish costume with goldfish soon, don't worry. He's gonna be the sub plot, and there isn't any seddie yet, but I promise, there will be plenty. Review please! Thanks for reading!