(A/N: THIS is the product of when I mix movies I watch on Netflix, Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk [such a lovely, disturbing novel], World War Z by Max Brooks, and my love for Seddie.
This is a collection of letters, diary entries, newspaper articles, blogs, vlogs, texts, e-mails and so on. Will it make sense? Probably not until the end, or maybe I'll never seem to get the point across. Will it have Seddie? Always, my friend, always.
Not so sure where I'm going with this but writing helps me do something productive, rather than watching reruns of Drake & Josh while I slowly but painfully realize that someday this is iCarly's fate.)
Date: September 29, 2011 at 12:09 P.M.
From: Gibby!
To: Carly-Taylor-Shay:)
Subject: Dude, have you left your house yet?
Hey Carly. It might seem weird that I'm emailing you since I'm such a short walk away from your house (actually it's thirty minutes…but I can make it a short distance anytime, just give me the word). But I just thought I'd email you, since, you know, no one emails these days. No one uses aol mail anymore either. Am I too hip for you yet?
Anyway, I know it's only been a few days, but I petrified to leave my house.
The hair on the side of my head has grown back, thank you for asking. Well, I didn't hear you ask, but I'm sure you did. Anywho, what I mean by that is, it's been a while since I tried messing with Sam and Freddie's relationship. That would mean that they stopped hating me, right? And by they stopped, I mean Sam stopped, right? Look, I know she sees me as a punching bag, but she's gotten better, right?
It's been five days since the couple split, and I still haven't seen them since. And frankly, I'm not sure if I want to. I'm a simple-minded guy but I'm not stupid. I don't want to step in front of a bullet if I don't have to.
You've talked to them, right? Sam's your best friend. Is she safe to approach or should I just stay in the comfort of my locked room? I'm pretty sure she could break in at any moment…I haven't had a peaceful sleep in days.
Sir Licks-A-Lot is doing fine. How come you never want to take care of him anymore? He's part of you and he's part of me—he belongs to us. He is rapidly growing up. The day when he goes to College is among us…Can you at least be there for him there? He misses his mother.
Can you believe that someone already took the screenname "Gibby!"? I am such an internet sensation. This is ruining my image. I had to add the "9" but that is an extremely unhip thing to do.
I am getting off topic. Just please, let me know if they are safe to approach yet. If they will ever be safe enough to approach…