iCome Back to Seattle

A FANFICTION CONTINUATION FROM 'iCarly: iGoodbye'

WRITTEN BY allthecoolnamesaretakendamni t

NO COPYRIGHT INFRIGMENT INTENDED. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO DAN SCHNEIDER.

CHAPTER ONE
On Fire

Carly's heart raced rapidly in her chest, as she unlocked the door to her apartment. What had changed? What had stayed? Had they changed?
She pushed the door to apartment 8-C of Bushwell Plaza gently open while dragging in her suitcases and scanned the living room area she was so familiar with.
Everything was there, nothing noticeable had changed.
Apart from the humongous Pak-Rat arcade machine besides the counter top that held her pear computer.
Carly smiled. She had gotten use to Spencer's odd antics and eventually came to love his imaginative inventions. It was much better than what the alternative of what could've been if Spencer had continued to pursue his studies to be a lawyer. But where was Spencer now?
"Spence', I'm home!" Carly called out.
Only silence greeted her.
"Spencer? It's me, Carly!"
She waited until she heard faint rapid thumps of footsteps coming from the second level of her apartment.
"Spence-" Carly began but was quickly cut off by a loud wail.
"CARLYYYY!"
Carly looked up to the source of the noise to be greeted by the sight of Spencer in a flashing leotard.
"What are you-" Carly started.
She never finished, as Spencer quickly sprinted down the stairs and ran towards her with open arms.
"CARLYYYYY!" he yowled just as his arms wrapped around Carly's petite frame and engulfed her into the tightest bear hug Spencer could manage.
"Spencer!" Carly giggled as she wrapped her arms around him to return his hug.
"Carls, I miss you so much!" He sobbed into her head.
"Me too." Carly sighed.
It wasn't the same in Italy without her brother. Her father had be constantly absent because of his work, and the friends she had made at school just wasn't them. Sure they video chatted online, but throughout the years they had contacted each other less and less and it had been months since Carly last saw Spencer, and even longer since she saw Sam or Freddie.
After what seemed like hours, Spencer finally released Carly from his bear hug and held both her hands in his. "How was Italy?"
"Oh you know, Italian." Carly shrugged evasively.
Spencer chuckled appreciatively.
"How's Seattle since I left?" Carly asked curiously.
"Oh you know, same old same old, but it wasn't the same without you." Spencer smiled sadly as he guided Carly to their beloved couch.
"I missed this place so much." Carly sighed.
"I miss seeing you here, Carls." Spencer retorted.
"It's good to be back." She grinned.
"It's good to have you back." Spencer grinned back.
And it's also good seeing you again, Carly thought to herself.
It was a moment until she motioned towards the Pak-Rat arcade at the corner of the room. "What's with the Pak-Rat arcade? I thought you threw it out after the little episode with Sasha Striker." She frowned lightly.
Spencer hesitated. "Well, actually, I went to this arcade event in the city a few weeks ago and I saw Sasha again. She challenged me to a game of Pak-Rat and one thing led to another and now we're kinda… dating…" he replied sheepishly.
Carly didn't know how to respond. She was happy that her brother had finally decided to date again, but she was saddened by the fact of how little she knew about anyone from her old life anymore.
"Oh, well that's great!" She enthused.
"Yeah, she's actually coming over tonight to have dinner with us. Do you mind?" Spencer asked as he let go of her hand and stood up to make his way to the kitchen.
"Not at all. And Spence?"
"Yeah?" he called back over his shoulder.
"What are you wearing?" Carly asked in mock horror.
Spencer looked down at his attire. "Oh, this? I got it from Socko's cousin; Leo."
Carly raised her eyebrows in amusement. "I can tell. From the leotard. Which is currently glowing. With lights." She observed slowly.
"Yeah, isn't it cool?" Spencer cried out in joy.
"Spence, you're on fire." Carly continued slowly.
"Thanks!"
"No really. Your leotard's on fire." She sighed while reaching for the fire extinguisher.
"What- OH!" he panicked as he smelt the smoke and spotted the fire coming from his back.
Carly felt a wave of nostalgia as she extinguished the small blaze from Spencer's back, a sense of repetition of familiarity that can only be experienced by one who has repeated this action countless of times.
"So, what are you making?" Carly finally asked as she waved her hand in front of her nose to lessen the smell of smoke.
"I wanted to make spaghetti tacos, is that alright?"
"I wouldn't want it any other way." She replied with a small smile.
"Oh and since you're back here for your senior year, I was thinking that we can both go to Ridgeway High School to enrol you again. You can take a look around and you know, maybe meet a few people again?"
"As long as you change into normal clothing then I'm in." Carly bargained.
"Deal," Spencer agreed. "I'll go get changed." He said before leaving the kitchen and making his way to his room.
She was excited and nervous at the same time. Her school in Italy was larger than Ridgeway, filled with culture and extravagant art pieces hung everywhere. She was terrified that Ridgeway would disappoint her, but that wouldn't happen right? Ridgeway was as 'home' as she felt for any educational purposes.
Even so, who will she meet again?