Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly

"Spencer!" I yelled as I rushed into the door. "Where are they?"

"Upstairs little dude. They're in the studio." He said. He didn't seem at all surprised that I was running and screaming through his living room. I guessed that Carly or Sam had told him everything that had happened.

"Thanks!" I responded as I began up the stairs, but I stopped dead when I saw what he was doing.

There was what looked like a two melted piles of plastic in the middle of the kitchen floor. On the floor around him was a singed fireman's hat and coat, and a small bucket of black paint that looked like it exploded. Spencer was on his hands and knees, his whole front was black, and I couldn't tell if it was from the paint, or his latest project to catch fire. He was in the middle of peeling what I could only guess was a melted hose off of the floor.

"Uh, Spencer…" I started to ask, almost afraid of the answer. "What did…" I tried again, unable to form an appropriate question. I decided to stop trying, and simply ask "How?"

"What, this?" he asked as he got to his feet. "Oh, well after Carly and Sam went upstairs…"

"Oh my God!" I shouted, cutting him off mid-sentence, realizing why I was even at Spencer's apartment in the first place. "Look, just tell me later, I've got something I got to do!!!" I shouted to him as I started running back up the stairs.

"Good luck Freddo!" He called to me. I was glad he said it, because I needed all the luck I could get.

As soon as I got to the studio door, I stopped. Partly because I needed to catch my breath, but mostly to brace myself for what I was about to do. I was absolutely sure that I was making the right choice, but there were probably millions of better ways to do it, but I needed to do it as soon as I could, or I might lose them both forever.

I took a deep breath in as I opened the door, and let out a sigh of relief when I saw that it was just her in the room for the moment.

"Hey" I said to her, and she looked at me. "Where's …" I began to say, but when I saw her face go from one of almost hopefulness, to one of despair, and her eyes looked like they would tear up, the words got caught in my throat.

"She's in the shower." she kind of choked out, turning her face away from mine, so I wouldn't see her cry. "So does this mean you've made your decision?"

I quickly and quietly walked to the beanbag chair she was on, and sat down in it next to her, wrapping one arm around her, and using my other hand to cup her chin, and turn her face so I could look into her eyes.

"Yes. I have" I said softly, and pulled her into a kiss.

Hold on, let me back up. You guys probably have all kinds of questions about what's going on right now, like Who am I kissing?

Or, How did I get involved with her?

Or maybe, if you're rude, or don't care about my kiss, then you could ask, What was Spencer doing?

Well I guess I should start at the beginning. It all started back in –

What was that? Oh, your first question is Who am I?

Ok, I guess I should introduce the cast first, shouldn't I?

(AN: If you want, I guess you can skip Gibbys, Mrs Bensons, and Spencers Intros)

Ok, first up is Gibby. There are no real words that can really describe him. He's loud, dance crazy, definitely not the smartest kid in school (actually, some think he might be the dumbest), and I have never seen him go an hour without taking off his shirt (at the least)! There is so much not right about him, but you definitely have to give him some major props, because his girlfriend is HOT!!! Now before you ask, she seems normal, but everyone still agrees that there has to be something wrong with her. But the most important thing about him – at least for this story – is that he is my best male friend.

Second is my mother, Marissa. When they first wrote the dictionary, and they needed a definition for the word crazy, they went to her. Now while she is loving and kind in her own way, she can be completely bonkers a lot of the time! I can handle most of it, like the mother-son classes, the weird tasteless food she cooks from her organic cookbook, or the countless amounts of sun and cloud block she makes me wear! But I finally managed to make her stop most of the craziest stuff, like the tick baths, and showing my baby books to the entire school. But no matter what, she is my mother, and I love her.

Third is Spencer, who I already told you a little bit about. He is this crazy artist who lives across the hall from my mother and me, who has come to be something of a father figure/older brother to me. When he was in college, he was studying to be a lawyer, but after three days of law school, he quit to become an artist, which is good for him, because all of his sculptures are awesome! He's also a good cook, and one of his best creations is Spaghetti Tacos. Unfortunately for him, he has this nasty habit of catching things around him on fire! Thankfully, no one has gotten seriously injured yet, but it's only a matter of time.

Finally, there's Carly and Sam.

Carly… What can I say, but she's absolutely gorgeous, one of the smartest people in school, and just about the sweetest person you could ever meet. In short, she perfect! Spencer is her older brother, and while her Navy dad is at the bottom of the ocean in a submarine, she is staying with him. Most importantly, I've been in love with her since the moment I saw her for the first time. At least that's what I had always thought until… Well I don't want to get ahead of myself.

Sam… She is a blonde-headed, she-devil, and has been making my life absolutely miserable ever since we met. Of course that description doesn't exactly do her justice. She is just as beautiful as Carly, if not more-so. Her soft side, though rarely seen, has been known to make her care for cute animals, and people in pain – especially if she might have been the one to put them in pain. Of course it took a while for me to realize all this about her, but when I did… Well, like I said earlier, I don't want to get ahead of myself.

Anyway, at the beginning, I wasn't friends with either of them. I was just an annoying little kid who lived across the hall from Carly, and begged her to go out with me every day. Sam was her best friend, who would always punch me, or give me a wedgie when she saw me in the hall. All of that changed when we started iCarly.

iCarly is the web show the three of us started after I accidentally posted a video of the two of them making fun of our teacher onto Splashface. The video was so popular that they decided to do it full time, and I was more than happy to be the tech producer, because it would mean that I would get to hang out with the girl of my dreams a lot more, and given enough time, I would make her love me! Unfortunately, that also meant that I would have to hang out with the blonde demon too. But I could handle it as long as I knew I would end up with Carly!

Well I think that's it for the intro/back story, so let's get on with the story.

My name is Fredward "Freddie" Benson.

It all started…

AN: This story is mostly from Freddie's perspective, but every once in a while, I might do a chapter in Spencer's POV. Most of the plot – not taken from the show anyways – is based on personal experiences of me and some of my friends, and I'm a guy, so I will be writing from the guys POVs.

Now I am a firm Seddie shipper, because they just click so much better, but I'm in love with a girl like Carly, who wants nothing to do with me romantically, but still wants to be good friends, so I know exactly what Freddie's going through.

Because of this, I have not decided whether he ends up with Carly or Sam, so I would love some feedback, and opinions about who he should end up with!