Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly
This is my first fanfic so…yeeeah…and writing stories is not my forte! I just love icarly! Please rate and review! Thanks Constructive criticism is welcome
Freddie Benson was sitting in his room one afternoon, reading the latest edition of "Tech Wizards" when he heard the doorbell ring. He opened it to find nobody there. Instead, there was a small envelope on his doorstep. He opened it, and began to read.
Meanwhile at Carly's Apartment
"Sam!" Carly shouted at her best friend "Where is the lasagne for our lasagne war?" There was no reply, so Carly ran downstairs where she found Sam sitting on the sofa with the lasagne dish in one hand and a spoon in the other.
Carly sighed. "Sam…"
"eet wosh too yummeh" came the reply from Sam
"Sam, what did I tell you about talking with your mouth full?"
Sam swallowed "sorry…it was too yummy…meaty goodness…you know momma can't resist her meat…"
Carly laughed and sat next to Sam on the sofa.
"Where's Freddork?" Sam asked, sitting up.
"Umm I think he's at his apartment, why?" Carly responded.
"No reason." Lied Sam "He's…such a nub."
"If you say so…" Carly smirked.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door
"Spencer, can you get that?" Carly shouted .
"No can do, lil sis! I'm busy trying to figure out what would happen if I used the toilet as my bed!" Replied Spencer. He was ALWAYS doing crazy things like that.
Carly got off the sofa and went to open the door, to see Freddie standing there with a worried look on his face.
"Freddie?"
"Hi Carly" Said Freddie as he walked in the room, the worried look on his face not disappearing, "Sam" he said, nodding to Sam who merely grunted as an acknowledgement of his presence.
"What's up?" asked Carly.
"Yeah, Freddio, you look…well…weirder than you usually do"
"Look, Sam, I don't have to take that!"
"You're such a nub!"
"Demon!"
"Loser!"
"Re-"
"SHUT UP! Both of you just be quiet for one second and stop arguing!" exclaimed the annoyed Carly, glancing between Sam and Freddie who were glaring at each other.
"Thank you." Said Carly "So Freddie, you were worried about something?" She asked, but received no reply, as Freddie and Sam were still staring at each other… "GUYS?" She shrieked, and both Sam and Freddie blushed and turned away from each other to look at Carly.
"Right, yeah, sorry Carly" responded Freddie "I came to tell you guys some…well good and bad news…I…I've been invited to take part in a once-in-a-lifetime technology course in London"
"Wow! That's great, Freddie!" Carly said.
"Yeah whatever…" Said Sam, who had begun to tuck into the lasagne again.
"Yeah it is…" replied Freddie with a hint of guilt in his expression.
"But?"
"But…" he began "The course is a year long…and it starts next week."
Sam dropped the lasagne dish on the floor.