A Royal Pain
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly
A/N: Yes I know, I'm doing another iCarly, this I tried to make this an oneshot but it was getting too long for it. ICarly is the best for the plot idea in my head. The characters are 16 here.
A/N: This that you see here was intended for a oneshot, wait I just said that up there Oh well. I was tempted to put it all up in one day but since there are more than three chapters, it's going to be per day. Enjoy the story! Carly may be a tad OOC in it, but most girls will be, you'll see.
Chapter 1 (The King is Dead)
"Okay," Freddie said as he shifted his camera toward Carly and Sam. "In five, four, three, two, go!"
"Hi, I'm Carly!"
"Hey, I'm Sam and I need more sugar!" Freddie chuckled lightly at the statement
"I think you've had enough sugar," Carly said with a slight laugh. "Besides, you could get a sugar rush."
"I don't get sugar rushes; in fact, they're about as nonexistent as Freddie's father!"
"Hey, my dad happens to be a..." Freddie stopped talking and thought for a moment, could he actually remember his father. He knew he had one and he met long ago, in fact, he saw pictures of his dad but they were old. His mom had recently received a letter from someone that knew his father and she broke out crying, so he slipped out of the room and didn't know what he was crying about.
"Hey geek, you still alive over there or are you going to continue staring at Carly?" Freddie looked over at Sam and blinked, he wasn't staring at Carly.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I was just thinking about…some things."
"Yeah, we all know you want to marry Carly." Sam rolled her eyes and Freddie started to protest.
"I do not! Carly isn't even on my mind like that anymore Sam, and you know it!"
"Then why do you always go into a trance whenever we do our webcasts!" Freddie smirked at Sam, in truth, she was probably the reason.
"Uh, let's not fight today," Carly said quickly. "In fact, let's play a video from one of our viewers!" Freddie looked to the laptop screen and aimed his mouse at a video, just before he clicked it a random video appeared and took up the entire screen.
"What the hell?" Freddie said quietly. Sam and Carly raised their eyebrows as Freddie clicked the random video, it had a black screen with the letters FB on it. They were written in a cursive-like font and golden lettering. "Hey guys, I don't know what this video is but it took up the whole screen so we have to show it."
"Whatever, nobody cares, geek," Sam said quickly. Freddie narrowed his eyes and shot her a cold look. Everyone looked at the screen as the video appeared. "You know those are your initials, right?"
"Yeah I got the gist of that, could just be coincidental." A man with a grey beard appeared on the screen next to Freddie's mother. Freddie raised his eyebrow, he didn't recognize the man at all.
"Sir Freddie Benson," The man said.
"Whoa, Sir Freddie, that's a good one!" Sam held her gut and started to laugh. Carly nudged her in order to silence her.
"Without further ado, I am a knight at your father's royal courts." Sam stopped laughing and raised her eyebrow. "I am Sir Bernard and this is your father." Bernard held up a photo of a man with a brown beard and a moustache. He had on what looked to be royal garb.
"What…in the world…" Sam blinked and Freddie stared at the image on the screen. It was his father, he knew that much, but he didn't get the royal part.
"It is in all sadness that I must say King Henry Benson has passed on last night and you must come to Britain and claim your title as King."
"What!" This time it was Freddie that made the exclamation. He started to cough and Sam quickly rushed over and began hitting his back. "Okay, I'm good Sam, thanks. Not so hard next time…"
"Eh, have to make sure you don't die on us, we need a techno geek for iCarly," Sam said with a smirk.
"Prince Freddie, your mother is here in Britain with us right now," Bernard stated. Freddie knew she left last night to go somewhere, but she hadn't told him where she went.
"This may come as a shock to you Freddie," Mrs. Benson said. "Actually I can tell it is because we're watching you right now. You are the son of a King, as was just mentioned, you are royalty."
"Yeah, I kind of got that," Freddie said quietly. He didn't like where this was going, but he knew there was nothing he could do about it. Freddie crossed his arms over and stared at the screen. "No more surprises, right?"
"You must come and claim your title as King," Bernard said quickly. "You are the sole heir to your father's throne. There is one problem though." Mrs. Benson's face dropped slightly and Freddie raised his eyebrow.
"I wonder what's coming next," Sam said with a chuckle. "He'll probably have to find some-"
"You have a week to find a Queen."
"What!" Sam had been holding something in her hand but now the item fell to the floor. Freddie, Sam and Carly all gazed at the screen in shock.
"The queen must stay with you until death of course. We know that you're sixteen, but that is a fine age to find a queen. I'm sorry to say this, but no King has ever ascended to the throne without a bride."
"Heh, don't tell me she has to be a princess," Sam said as she crossed her arms and smirked.
"Actually a princess would be the most highly regarded and accepted because she would automatically be royalty." Sam raised her eyebrow and snorted at the idea of Freddie marrying some princess. "What if he can't find a Princess?"
"Then a woman will work out just fine," Bernard said as he narrowed his eyes. It was clear that he wasn't there to answer questions from anyone other than Freddie.
"If he doesn't find one in a week, what happens?"
"One will be chosen for him," Mrs. Benson said quietly while eyeing Sam.
"Hah, good luck finding someone that wants to be with this geek!" Freddie narrowed his eyes and smirked at Sam.
"Do you think you could not talk like this?" Bernard asked.
"Okay, but I'm not promising anything for Prince Freddie." Sam did a mock dream tone on the word Prince and smirked.
"Mom, why didn't you ever tell me this?" Freddie asked.
"I don't know sweetie," Mrs. Benson said with a soft smile. "I knew you'd have to follow your father sometime, but I guess I just wanted you to grow up without all the fancy things first." Freddie nodded, he had great friends and whatnot and a pretty great life.
"Does this mean I'll have to move to Britain?"
"Your royal courts are over here," Bernard said. "So yes, you would be expected to move over here with your chosen Queen."
"You realize how bad of an idea it was to tell me this stuff in the middle of the webcast, right?"
"How so?"
"Oh I don't know…maybe it's because there's over three hundred thousand viewers! All these people find out I'm supposed to be royalty or something."
"Hah, funny," Sam said with a slight laugh. Carly and Freddie narrowed their eyes and looked at Sam. She looked back at them and shrugged. "What? Okay fine, I'm sorry. Sheesh, it's not like you have to get upset and all." Sam turned to Freddie and did a curtsey. "Please forgive me for making fun of you, your highness." Freddie narrowed his eyes, Sam was definitely queen of sarcasm, he didn't even know if that was sarcasm.
"Yeah, Sam, don't ever do that again," Freddie said quietly. Freddie heard his laptop begin beeping quickly, he glanced over at it and sighed. "Oh…perfect…"
"What?" Sam rushed over to the laptop and stared at it. "Can I break this?"
"No." There were several hundred reviews from viewers and all of them had similar titles. Most titles consisting of 'Freddie take me as your queen!'
"Hey, there's something here that says this girl's a princess!"
"Yeah, I'll believe that one," Freddie said as he rolled his eyes. "A week to choose a queen, and thanks to you I'm probably going to have a difficult time."
"We're sorry if we caught you at a bad time," Bernard said. "Your mother is over here doing the duties that she should be doing. Queens are not usually permitted to leave the country without the King, but she was allowed to do so with you."
"Hey, if we're done talking about this guy and him finding a queen, can we move on?" Sam asked. "I think he gets the idea, you know? He gets a week to choose a queen, princesses are better. It also seems that Freddie's gotten…" Sam stared at the screen on the laptop and blinked. "He has over ten thousand proposals already! That's it; I'm done talking about the royal tech geek." Sam grumbled as she left the room.
"That's actually all we have," Bernard said. "When you find a bride, contact us and your mother will come to find you." With that the screen went blank, Carly and Freddie stared at the screen with open mouths.
"I-I think that's the end of the webcast for today," Carly said quietly. Carly looked at Freddie and he stared back at her, she was giving him a funny look that he didn't like. He quickly turned off the camera and swiftly ran down the stairs. Spencer saw him running and gave off a chuckle.
"Don't trip," Spencer said. "We wouldn't want you to break a royal bone; hey can you model for me!"
"No!" Freddie exclaimed as he ran out the door. Sam was sitting on the couch with her arms crossed; she looked up as Carly sat next to her.
"What was that look you gave the dork?" Sam asked as she raised her eyebrow.
"What look?"
"The one you gave him right before the camera cut off and he ran out the door. It was like the look you give to Ja…" Sam's eyes widened and her mouth formed a scowl. "Oh my god, tell me you are not interested in the tech geek!"
There's the fist chapter of this, I hope you liked it.
