WHOA! Another story? I'm on a roll!

I came up with this idea after watching iFence.

DISCLAIMER: Own iCarly I do not.

Chapter 1: Freddie's POV

I open the Shay's apartment door as fast as I can, for my insane mother is chasing me with her ear vacuum.

Right before mom gets in I slam the door, not forgetting to lock it and put the chain in the lock for extra protection.

"FREDWARD BENSON! I will wait out here all day if I have to!"

I roll my eyes and stroll into the apartment.

"Freddo! Good to see ya," Spencer says, looking up from his sculpture.

"Hey, Spence. Whatcha' makin'?"

"Oh, just the BEST SCULPTURE EVER! The Pear Store at the Seattle Mall asked me to sculpt their latest and greatest invention! They're paying me 1,000 bucks!" He exclaimed giddily.

"Cool! Can I see it?" I ask with interest. The Pear Store is my favorite store ever!

"No can do. It's a secret," He whispers.

I sigh, disappointed. "Where's Carly and Sam?"

"They're up in the iCarly studio."

I walk up the stairs and go down the hall that leads to the iCarly studio. I get to the glass door and see Carly and Sam sitting on the beanbags, deep in conversation.

I open the door and make my entrance. "Hello, ladies."

They both turn around, startled. "Oh, hi Freddie." Carly says.

"Frednub." Sam states blankly. Carly give her a sharp glance.

"What are you guys doing?" I question, sitting on the beanbag between them.

"Uh, nothing!" They both say quickly. Sam looks at Carly and lightly kicks her beanbag with her famous "don't tell!" look.

Hm, that's strange. Are they hiding something?

"C'mon, what were you talking about?" I press.

"None, of your business, Fredlump!" Sam says. I make a face at her.

"Oh, just… some girl talk." Carly simply states.

Oh. OH! That's why they won't tell me…. Awkward.

"Carls, you ready to go now?" Sam asks her.

Carly turns to me. "Yup. Freddie, we're going to the mall, you wanna come?"

"Sure! What store?"

"Build-A-Bra and Gloss My Lips." They both say.

EW! There's no way I'm going to Build-A-Bra… wait. That place will be crawling with hot girls, trying on bras. Maybe even Sam and Carly will try some on… not that Carly has anything to fill a bra with, though. What? I'm a teenage boy, I can't help but notice these things!

And Gloss My Lips? I don't see why Sam would wanna go there. It's such a girly store.

In fact, I can't see Sam going to either store. I thought this girly stuff made her wanna puke. Maybe Carly talked her into it?

"I guess," I said finally.

They both looked at me in surprise. What? The chance of seeing hot girls in bras and Sam cringing in a girly store were making me wanna go. Ok, ok, and the chance of seeing Sam in a bra too. It's hard to deny that she's got major curves!

We made our way downstairs and Carly asked Spencer to drive us.

"Freddie's going to Build-A-Bra? Niiiice!" He gave me a high five and told me to keep an eye out for hot girls his age.

We made sure to go out the back door, for my crazy mother was still waiting outside the front door.

When we finally arrived, I looked around Build-A-Bra in amazement. This place was completely filled with bras and hot girls, a guys dream come true!

"Like, what you see, Fredward?" Sam asked, snickering. I glared at her before walking in.

I learned that the process of building a bra is a long one. First, you had to choose a pattern. Sam chose a rainbow cheetah and Carly chose a peach one that she called "nude". She told me that it was the only bra that you can't see under white shirts. Because I really need to know that.

Then, they had to choose if they wanted strapless, straps, or racerback. Both chose straps.

Next, they had to choose their size. To my dismay, they made me look away for that. Sam while I had my back to them, Sam put a thong on my head. Apparently they sold more than just bras here…

After that, they had to choose of they want a push-up, extra padded, demi, or full cupped bra. Whatever that meant… But Sam ended up choosing a demi cup while Carly, not surprisingly, chose an extra padded to give her more "umph".

And finally they had to try it on. This was the part that I have been waiting for!

"Well, I guess that you can just wait out here, Freddie. C'mon Sam, let's go to the dressing rooms to try them on." Carly said.

They have dressing rooms? Well that's disappointing. No wonder half-naked girls weren't walking around…

"Hey! What are you doing in here?" Some lady asked me. She had a tag on that said "manager". Uh oh.

"Uh, well-"

"Boys are only allowed in here on Bring Your Boyfriend day, where you can help your girlfriend pick out lingerie. But today isn't that day. So get outside, pal!"

I sighed and left the dream land for boys. I sat down on a bench and texted Sam to tell her that I was waiting for them outside.

They finally came out about 20 minutes later, with Sam holding 2 bags filled to the brim and Carly carrying one bag.

"What, did you buy the whole store?" I teased Sam.

She kicked me. "No!" Carly gave her another sharp glance and she sighed.

"I'm surprised that you haven't asked me to carry the bag yet." I smirk.

"Well, maybe I don't want you to carry these bags!" She snapped.

"How about we go to Gloss My Lips now?" Carly intervened, trying to stop an upcoming fight.

Gloss My Lips was no more fun than Build-A-Bra was. I had to follow the girls as they went from station to station, trying to decide if they wanted their lipgloss to be in a tube with a wand or not, what flavor they wanted, and if they wanted sparkles or not.

Carly got a tube with sparkly cotton candy flavored lip gloss, while Sam got a tube with strawberry flavored lip gloss.

In the midst of all this, I decided to wait outside. This trip isn't as fun as I thought it would be.

Oh, who am I kidding? This always happens. I love Carly and Sam, they're my best friends in the world, but I'm sick of doing all this girly stuff with them.

I've spent my whole life being raised by a women and having to girl best friends, no wonder I feel messed up! I need some guy time.

And I can tell that Sam and Carly want some girl time to themselves. Like today, when they were having their "girl talk" in the iCarly studio. I need someone to "guy talk" with.

But who?

A/N: Poor Freddie, being subjected to all those bras…

Anyways, I hope you like it!

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