Carly Shay was sitting on her livingroom sofa after a long day of classes at Ridgeway High. She had just switched on the TV as a rerun of Girly Cow began playing. She giggled softly as she was watching the fast-paced antics upon the screen. "Too funny," she laughed.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Carly got up and went to answer it. She opened the door to see Gibby Gibson standing there and by the dejected look upon his face, Carly immediately knew that something was wrong.

"Ohhhh hi, Gibby," she said, leading him inside. "What's up? Is...
something wrong?"

"Tasha broke up with me," Gibby said sadly. "I can't live without Tasha."

"Why did she break up with you?" Carly asked.

"She found another guy!" Gibby said with a broken heart. "How could this have happened? My mom said I'm awesome!"

And before Carly could say another word, Gibby had wrapped his arms around her, crying on her shoulder. Carly didn't know what to do or say... she just slipped her arms around him tightly, trying to help ease his pain.

Carly continued to hold Gibby as he cried when the door burst open and in walked Sam and Freddie holding smoothies. Sam looked at Carly and Gibby in shock. "Whoa, what's going on in here?" Sam cried out. "What's up with mermaid-boy?"

Gibby looked over at Sam and Freddie after raising his head from Carly's shoulder and continued to cry like a baby. "Tasha left me!" he yelled. "Why? Why?"

"That's bad chiz," said Freddie as he took another sip from the straw of his smoothie.

"My life is OVER!" was Gibby's response.

Carly was still trying her best to comfort Gibby despite the big wet spot on her shirt where he had been crying. "Gibby, please... don't say that... you have a lot to live for..." she tried to soothe him.

"No, I don't. No girl will ever love me again!" he blubbered.

Sam drank down all of her smoothie. "Momma wants another smoothie. Let's go back to the Groovy Smoothie. I can help Gibby find another woman," she promised nonchalantly.

"I don't want another woman. I only want Tasha!" Gibby insisted.

"Come on, man," Freddie spoke up, putting his hand on Gibby's shoulder. "A smoothie always helps, even during the worst of times..."

"I dunno..." Gibby said, yet his resistance was wearing down. He really did like smoothies.

"It's okay, Gibby. We are all your friends... and we promise, we will be here for you," Carly coaxed as she, Sam and Freddie lead Gibby out of the apartment. She hoped that getting out and spending time with people who cared about him would be good for Gibby after his untimely break-up with Tasha.

The iCarly gang and Gibby were on their way to the Groovy Smoothie, when Gibby, so upset due to his break-up with Tasha took a step into the street without paying any attention to traffic. A taco truck came barrelling down the street, right toward an unsuspecting Gibby. Carly screamed, and in the next instant, she had pushed Gibby aside, saving his life. In the process, Carly was injured.

Sam and Freddie were a few steps behind Carly and Gibby. Both were dazed by what had happened. "That freakin taco truck almost ran over Gibby!" Sam cried out, looking at Freddie. "They should totally revoke that dude's license. Isn't he the same chiz-ball who ran over you?" Before Freddie could answer, the two of them had took a look at Carly, horrified by all the blood.

Gibby was standing there on the curb, breathing hard as he had just escaped with his life. He looked at Carly, seeing the blood dripping down her arm. In the process of saving him, Carly had been hurt.

"Are you okay, Carly?" Gibby asked.

"Somebody call 911!" Gibby yelled. A few minutes later, they heard the blaring sirens of the ambulance. A huge crowd of people had gathered around them. The EMT's put Carly and Gibby in the ambulance to assess her injuries and to make sure Gibby was okay, too.

"You're very lucky, young lady," said the EMT to Carly. "All you need is about ten stitches, and you'll be as good as new."

"Carly, you saved my life," Gibby said, looking at her in adoration.

Freddie watched from the distance, standing next to Sam. "Ohhh no, here we go again," he said, remembering when Carly had been totally hung up on him after he had saved HER life. Now Gibby was having the same reaction toward Carly, the one who had saved him.

"Ohhh wow, the mermaid-boy likes Carly," Sam said with a little smirk.

"I think we should call Spencer and tell him what has happened," said Freddie, reaching into his pocket for his cell phone. He told Spencer all the details of the accident and assured him that Carly was going to be okay.

Carly was taken to the hospital where she was stitched up and pronounced healthy enough to go on home. Spencer came to pick up the teens. "You kids and taco trucks are a terrible mix," Spencer said on the way back to the Shay's apartment.

Gibby was sitting in the backseat of the car with Sam and Freddie. "Hey, Spencer, would it be okay if I could date your sister?" Gibby asked hopefully.

Spencer glanced over in the passenger seat at Carly who was sitting right next to him. "How do you feel about that, kiddo?" Spencer asked her.

"Well, uhhhhh..." Carly started, looking down at the bandage on her arm and lightly fiddling with it. "I guess that would be alright... as long as Sam and Freddie come along... and we make it a double-date." Afterall, they were all friends and they had agreed to help make Gibby feel better.

"Go on a date... with the tech dweeb? I'd rather shove scissors in my eye than go on a date with HIM," Sam growled.

Freddie glared at Sam. "Oh, come on, Sam. It's just one night. It won't kill you," Carly said.

"Yeah, well, dating me might be hazardous to HIS health."

"Anyways, where are we gonna eat, if I do decide to go on this date?" Sam asked.

"Just like you, Sam ... worried about where we are going to eat," said Freddie with a look of amusement. "How about Robin's Weiners? We know you love that."

"You'd take me to Robin's Weiners?" Sam said, looking at Freddie with excitement. "I might just go on this date afterall."

"Or we could go to B.F. Wangs. They have the most awesome Chinese," said Gibby, looking up at Carly in the front seat and hoping these suggestions were appealing to her.

Spencer listened with amusement, hearing the teens talking about the possible double-date. "I can drive you guys anywhere you want to go," he spoke up.

"Naahhh..." said Freddie. "I'll drive my own car."

"Freddie, you got a car?" Sam asked him with surprise.

"Just got it for my 16th Birthday, but my mom won't let me drive it anywhere yet. She's afraid that I will bring girls into my car," Freddie admitted.

"Why would girls want to get into YOUR car?" Sam cried out.

"Well, they just might if I promise to take them to eat at Robin's Weiners," he said with a smirk.

"How soon can we go on this date?" called out Sam. Her mouth was watering for a Robin's weiner.

"Sam," Carly giggled from the front seat.

"I'll get the keys from my mom and we'll go tomorrow night," Freddie spoke up. "How does that sound?"

"Alright!" Gibby yelled, stripping off his shirt in excitement and waving it around.

"We need to go clothes shopping," said Carly.

"Ughhhh! I hate going clothes shopping. I'll go only if we go to Build-A-Bra," said Sam.

"Haven't you built enough bras, Sam?" Freddie asked her.

"Wait, wait! Can I come, too? I LOVE build-a-bra!" Gibby asked eagerly.

Sam gave Freddie a nasty glare. "Do you still wear your antibacterial underwear, Benson?" Sam countered.

"No... I told my mother I was too old for that a LONGGG time ago," Freddie answered.

So it was decided that Sam, Carly, and Gibby would go shopping the next day to get clothing for the big date. And in the meantime, Freddie would get the keys to his car from his mom. Somehow, Sam told herself she would survive a date with Freddie, if it meant she got another chance to eat at the best Weiner joint in Seattle.

OOC: This is my first fan fic ever! Hope you like it ... and please don't forget to leave a review. Will try to update soon as I have a lot of ideas.