Hello, you have clicked on the very first chapter of my new fanfiction. Basically Sam and Freddie's two kids, who are now full grown adults, find a very special photo album.

DISCALIMER-I do not own iCarly...Yada Yada Yada

Normal POV

"Sawyer, come on, we shouldn't go through mom and dad's stuff." A blonde young women who looks in her twenties said over the shoulder of a brown haired man who looks a little bit older than her.

"Chill, Caydance. Mom and dad are still asleep. Besides, they call it a photo album so we can look through the photo's in the first place. Jeesh, whatever happened to your "just-like-mama" attitude? Be a little daring." The man raised his eyebrows at his sister and the girl yanked the photo album from her brother's hands.

"Sawyer, I swear to God, if we get in trouble for this..." The girl shook her head in a sort of unsure manner as she opened the first page.

"Whoa, look at this! It's mom and dad!" The brunette man said in shock as his sister laid right next to him so they were laying side by side on the floor.

"No way, Sawyer. Come on, look at this. Mom would never wear a dress, we both know that." The girl added sharply to her older brother.

"There's only one way to find out, sis." Sawyer put his finger right above a red button.

"WAIT. Come on, I don't wanna get caught..." Caydance said nervously.

"Like I said Caydance, mom and dad are both asleep. Besides, it's not like they can ground us anymore. We are, after all, adults now." Sawyer pressed the red button with all his strength before Caydance could protest. Suddenly a whirlwind of wind came over the two siblings and brought them in front of a large screen, like a movie theater screen, but they were the only ones in the theater. (A/N it's the future, so instead of regular photo albums, when you press the button next to the photo it brings you back to that memory, kind of like your own movie only you can see.)

Suddenly, a bright burst of light hit the screen. The scene begins.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A little boy with dark brown hair and brown eyes to match is right in front of his mom, who was sitting on a bench applying a thick layer of cream onto his face, was trying to pull away from her grip.

"Fredward Karl Benson, stay still. One more layer of sunscreen and you'll be free to play for a half an hour." His mother said while squirting out a clump of sunscreen on his face and smearing it all over her son's face, arms, and neck.

"Mommy! It's all rubbed in. Can I pwease go play now? With prune juice on top?" The boy smiled begging to his mom.

"Fine, fine. Now I'll be watching you the whole time. Stay away from anything dangerous!" The boys mom shouted out after her son who was now toddling away to a sandbox. Right as he got in the sandbox, he realized a girl around his age was already playing in it. She had long golden ringlets flowing down towards her back, she was in a purple dress, he liked the color purple. He especially loved girls in dresses. The girl seemed nice enough so he decided to get up his courage and introduce himself.

"Hello, I'm Fwedward Benson. I'm four! What's your name?" The young boy said happily to the little girl who was still preoccupied with attempting to bury her own feet with sand. She looked up and the boy was shocked to see such bright blue eyes meet his brown

"And I would care why...? Can't you see I'm not in the mood, kid?" The girl said sharply to the little boy. The young boy sat down, upset, on the other side of the sandbox, making circles with a stick in the sand. He saw a shadow come over him and he looked up to see the girl standing over him.

"I'm sowwy, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I'm Samantha Puckett, but if you call me that I'll hurt you real bad. So call me Sam." The girl said with a wide smile. The boy smiled back.

"Ok Sam, I'm Fwedward Benson!" The boy said back to Sam.

"Fwedward? What kinda name is that? Your Freddie now." The girl said snappily and quite honestly, said quite meanly.

"Your mean for a girl in a dress. And Fwedward is better than Samantha!" The boy shot back. Before he knew it, Sam pinned him down face first into the sand.

"I," she kicked him in the ribs. "Told." A kick to his chest. "You." A kick to the back of the legs. "Not." A kick to both arms. "To" A kick in his behind. "Call" She kicked him in the neck, not too hard that would damage him too badly. "Me." A second kick to the ribs. "Samantha." She grabbed him by the back of his hair and smeared sand in his face and shoved a chubby fistful of sand in his mouth, causing the boy to start to cough up sand particles.

"And just to let you know, you...Nub. I was in a beauty pageant today. I got second place. So you picked a bad day to mess with Sam Puckett." The girl walked off, letting her curls bounce behind her. The boy followed her while standing up and wiping the sand off his collard shirt and khaki pants. He let out a final cough when his mother ran over and hugged him and brought out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and sprayed his whole body, head to toe, at least seven times.

"Don't worry Fredward, you'll never see that horrid girl ever again."

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