Hey, hey! :D First story I've ever made on FanFiction, so go easy on me. I know this sucks, no need to point it out.

Disclaimer: Um, if I owned iCarly, the second part of iOMG would've been out by now! But, sadly, I don't so... Continue with the reading :D

"And that..." Sam said into the camera,

"Is how you make Gibbaroni with cheese!" Carly finished as the camera swung to the middle of the room, showing Gibby in a large pot filled with pasta shells and cheese... Oh, how Sam wished she could eat it. But, Shay made her swear she wouldn't jump into the pot and inhale the entire thing. But of course, who would want to eat something that had a Gibby in it?

Sam pressed a button on their famous blue remote, cueing the fake applause. Gibby slowly picked himself up from the pot, leaving tracks of cheese on the ground as he made his way towards the studio door.

Freddie quickly called out, "Watch out, Gib, the floor will be slippery from all the-" Before he could finish, the sound of falling and loud groaning filled the trio's ears, "Cheese sauce."

Carly and Sam smiled at the camera awkwardly before going on to the next segment.

"Today, we have a very special guest with us," Carly smiled at the camera.

"Yes, yes we do, Carly." Sam grinned, "A few days ago, we e-mailed my older cousin, Chris, to come visit us in Seattle and be on iCarly," She enthusiastically told the viewers.

"And I know what you're thinking. 'What makes Chris so awesome and special to be on iCarly?' " Carly finished.

Sam added, "Well, Chris is an amazing hypnotist, so we invited him to show his skills to all of you watching!"

"So lets get him out here!" She pressed the applause button once again and Chris came from the back of the studio with an excited smile across his face, pulling his little cousin into a big hug. He was like any average 23 year old man. He didn't wear any fancy, black suit clothes like some magicians. He wore a regular blue and red striped shirt (A/N: Wink wink ;D) and blue jean pants. His hair was dirty blonde, somewhat resembling to Sam's curly blonde hair.

"Welcome to the show, Chris," Carly told him, standing to his right.

"Thanks, Its great to be here! I'm a huge fan." He responded. "So, you're gonna show us some of your hypnotic hynotisim?" Sam asked to her cousin.

"Why, yes I am. But, I'll need one of you to volunteer." Carly, being herself, declined the offer. Freddie shook his head no, and said, "I've got to, uh, operate the camera, and stuff like that,"

"Oh puh-lease. You're just afraid to do it, Benson," Sam smirked at the brunette, knowing that she was right.

"Oh, really? Then why don't you do it?" He retorted back.

"Fine, I will." Chris grinned, and said, "Okay, Sammie, you just.. stand right here," He said as he positioned her in front of him, but a few feet back, "And stare at this gold watch as I move it back and forth. Try to stay focused and don't let anything distract you." She nodded.

"Whoa, where'd you get the gold watch?" Carly asked.

"Garage sale." Wow.

"Okay, you ready?" He asked Sam as she stiffened herself in place.

"Ready."

He began swinging the watch in a slow rythm. Sam's eyes moved along with it, staying as focused as possible. It moved not too fast, but not too slow. Actually, to Sam, it was pretty relaxing. After a few moments, Chris said in a low-tone, "You are getting sleepy... You are getting very sleepy... When I count to 3... You will fall asleep... Into a deep, nice sleep... And you will fall under my commands," The blonde's eyes slowly drooped lower and lower as he said this.

"1... 2... 3!" Just as he said, her eyes quickly shut together, and her head hung down as if she was examining the wood floor. Carly watched this, and smiled in awe. "Wow, that is so cool!" She applauded. He beamed a smile before approaching Sam. "Now, when I count to three, you will wake up and tell all of your deepest secrets here on iCarly," He mischievously said to the sleeping blonde.

"What?" Carly didn't necessarily have to say 'what'; Her shocked expression said it itself.

"1..." Chris began counting slowly, ignoring Carly's expression of appall and Freddie's expression of, "Is this man crazy?" (Although his expression said that, his mind said, "Well, he is related to Sam.")

"Chris, I don't think thats a good idea," Carly exclaimed, trying to stop him.

"2..." Dang it.

"I mean, she doesn't deserve to have all of her secrets told live," She continued.

"3...!'' Sam's head snapped up, observing her surroundings. What happened? She thought to herself. Her vision was a bit hazy, but from what she could see, there was Carly standing behind Chris, giving him a look that made her thankful that her friend didn't have heat vision. And then, there was Freddie, who was white as a ghost. "Uh... Why are you guys all staring at me?" Sam asked.

"N-No reason," Carly lied.

"Well, Okay then... But I don't mind when Freddie stares at me, I stare at him all the time." What'd I just say?

Both her hands fell onto her mouth, covering it hard. Freddie's eyes buldged out, and she could hear Carly mutter, "Oh dear god..."

Well, this sucked. :P

Next chapter coming some time soon. I hope. First story, go easy on me.

And I'm starting my new story on Seddie soon, so check that out. :)

.Seddie. -SLF.