iSub For Sam

Carly paces around her apartment, sipping water from her bottle nervously. She goes around the couch, over to the fridge and back. She checks her watch and resumes pacing.

Freddie comes down the stairs and looks around. He shakes his head a bit. "She's not here yet?"

Carly briefly stops to answer Freddie's question. "No, Sam's still not here yet." Carly resumes pacing and sipping. "Where is she?" She almost bumps into Freddie as he comes down the stairs.

Freddie walks over to the couch and sits down. "Nervous?"

"I don't know, I'm pacing and rapidly sipping water, what do you think?" She sips her water and paces around some more.

Freddie goes back to the matter at hand. "This is just like Sam, iCarly is supposed to go on the air in 30 minutes and she's at home probably eating a sandwich!"

"Freddie, be nice." Carly defends her best friend, even though what Freddie says is possibly true. "She's probably yelling at her mom or stuck in traffic." Carly hears the sound of the door opening behind her. "You're here!" She spins around and sees Spencer in the doorway. She pouts. "Oh, it's just you."

Spencer, feeling slightly insulted by this, responds quietly. "Hello to you too." He shuts the door and walks to the kitchen.

Carly follows her brother. "Sorry, it's just that Sam is late and it's almost time for iCarly to start. And I'm nervous and running out of water!" She sits down and sets the almost empty bottle of water next to her.

"Oh, that's not good." Spencer says as he picks up a banana and sniffs it for some reason.

Carly slams her hands on the counter. "You're telling me!" The phone rings.

Spencer reaches for it but Carly jumps for it right as he is about to grab it. He draws back slowly and peels his banana.

Freddie, wondering why on earth Spencer sniffed the un-peeled fruit, feels the need to question this. "Did you sniff your banana?"

"I like the smell..." Spencer sounds a bit ashamed because of this.

Carly whispers quietly, "Please be her, please be her." Carly pushes a button on the phone. "Sam?"

"It's me." Sam says on the other end.

Carly jumps off the stool. "Well, it's about time!!"

Sam pauses. "Well, hello to you too." She says, feeling insulted like Spencer was earlier.

Carly ignores this and continues being angry. "Where are you?"

"I'm at home."

Freddie sits up. "Where is she?"

Carly puts the phone to her side. "She's at home."

"I knew it!" Freddie says, jumping up. "Let me guess: She's eating a big, fat sub sandwich right?"

Sam hears this and prepares to respond in her usual manner. "May I speak to Fredward, please?" She says calmly.

Carly walks over to Freddie and hands him the phone.

"Where are you," Freddie yells. "we've been--"

Sam, for her revenge on Freddie, blows an air horn into her end of the phone, causing Freddie to drop the phone and fall onto the couch. "For you information I'm sick, computer boy!"

Carly walks over and picks up the phone. "You're sick? You can't be sick, it's iCarly night!! No sick!"

"Sorry, Carls." Sam loudly blows her nose. "You'll have to do it by yourself tonight."

"By myself? I can't do it by myself! I need a quirky assistant! You're the quirkiest!!"

"I can do it." Freddie offers as he rubs his ear. Who better than the other person who is always there.

"May I speak to Fredward again, please?" Sam says, irritated.

"Sam, focus! What are we going to do?!" Carly shouts.

Spencer puts down the banana. "You know, I could do it if you want. I'm not doing anything."

"That's a great idea!" Sam and Carly say at the same time.

"Why can't I do it?" Freddie asks, feeling a little rejected and angry.

Carly holds the phone out, knowing what Sam is going to say.

"Because you're the King of the Nubs!" She uses the air horn again.

Carly puts the phone to her ear again. "So are you going to at least watch the show?"

"Of course!" Sam replies. "If my mom doesn't start yelling at the dog again."

"You don't have a dog." Carly says, confused.

"Yeah, that's what makes it even weirder. I gotta go, see ya on the web, girl!" Sam hangs up.

Carly puts the phone back on the receiver. "Spencer, you're on!"

"Great!" He starts to run to his room, laughing.

Freddie looks over and sees Spencer running. "Where are you going?"

"I gotta change!"

"You're fine like that. iCarly isn't exactly a dress up occasion!" Carly explains.

"No, my socks! I gotta go get my lucky socks!"

Freddie stares at him, slightly shocked. "You have lucky socks?"

"Yeah! They're the first pair that Socko ever gave me. I'll show 'em to you!" Spencer runs to his room.

"Your brother," Freddie thinks for a second, trying to find the right words. Something that won't insult, but is still true. "I question him sometimes."

Carly smiles. "Yeah, but I got used to it."

"Found 'em!" Spencer yells from his room. He runs out of his room, almost tripping as he does, holding a pair of purple socks in the air. They are bright, dazzling purple, with streaks of yellow. "Huh?" He pushes a button and they light up in all different colors.

"They're...colorful." Freddie says.

"And lucky!" Spencer replies.

Carly adds her opinion on these so-called lucky socks. "Very lucky."

"Only the luckiest!!"

"Can we stop saying lucky now?"

"Sure." Spencer starts to run to his room. "I get to be on iCarly again! Today's my lu--" Spencer started to say lucky. "perfect...day...I'm going to go change now!!" Spencer runs to his room.

Carly and Freddie look at each other and laugh.