Freddie P.O.V

"Hola senarita's," Freddie walked into Carly Shays apartment. Freddie wore a striped shirt with brown capris. He had on a goofy wide grin on his face. It was his birthday he was finally turning 14. The blond headed demon kept on bragging how Carly and she were already 14 although now they were the same age. Somehow, Freddie felt today would be the day to change the rest of his life. So far, it had been a good day. It was Saturday so he slept in. His mother had not felt the need to smash his fruits. Also today in Icarly he would be hosting! Freddie could not think of a better way to spend his birthday co-hosting with Carly while Sam held the camera or rubbing it in Sam's face afterwards!

Carly sat next to Sam on a new banana shaped couch. When Freddie noticed the new awkward couch, he said, "Why in the world are you sitting on a large banana!"

Carly gave a light laugh. Her eyes looked straight into Freddie. Freddie felt himself melt at the gaze. "Carly you're so PUR-TY." Once he realized what he had said he blushed furiously which Cary, thought was cute.

"Don't make me barf up my lunch," Sam said her head lazily rolled toward Freddie.

"Sam," Carly scolded, "Stop it. Anyway this banana is Spencer's muse for his new sculpture."

Before he could ask what in the world, could Spencer find inspiring about this banana but he stopped. He knew just as well as everyone else in the room Spencer could find anything inspiring. He once had made Freddie hold a squash for 2 hours straight. He though the way Freddie held squash was inspirational. Freddie could never understand Spencer and his random and crazy way of looking at things.

At that moment, Spencer burst from his room covered in yellow paint. He walked in front of the gang and said, "I'm yellow," He then pursed his lips and walked off to the kitchen behind the counter out of sight.

"There is something wrong with him," Freddie murmured. Sam happened to have heard and snickered at his comment.

"So we should get started on I Carly now," Carly said getting up and stretching her legs. OH, she has beautiful legs. Carly had the curves in all the right places. She had beautiful brown eyes and long brown hair. After Freddie had broken out of his trance, he realized it was only 2:00.

"Cary it's too early for ICarly." Freddie asked curiously. "I know," she said mysteriously, "Were going to record the show today. So all of us can celebrate your birthday."

Freddie smiled touched at the fact that she would think of him. She was so caring unlike her. Suddenly Freddie's thoughts were on Sam. Who was now eating some chili where she had gotten God knows where.

"Sam," Carly sighed. Carly wrestled the tubberware full of chili from Sam. She finally grabbed it and disappeared behind the counter to put it back in her fridge.

"Ugh that was some good chili." She said with a mouth full. She still had one giant spoon full of chili dripping on the carpet. Sam Freddie thought furiously. Freddie's Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder started to kick in over drive. Freddie had never told his friends that he had it. It never occurred to him to tell them about it.

"SAM STOP THAT," Freddie screamed. Yes, he knew it was over the top but it just came out.

Sam P.O.V

Sam was mad. Sam was not use to people calling her out like that. It mad her mad so she flinged the cold chili at the dorks face. Although Sam forgot how good that chili was the spices, the tangy sauce it was SO good. Spencer made great chili. She could not stand it. Sam flung herself at Freddie and licked his face clean. After the chili was gone, she realized the nub actually smelled good like a mixture of sweet and spice. She licked his face one more time just to annoy him. She then got off him and headed off to the studio as if nothing happened.

Freddie P.O.V

When Sam flung herself at him dropping him to the ground he knew what would happen. She would use her tongue full with germs and lick him down. It was SO gross. First, she throws food at him contaminating his skin. The next thing she licks him. Finally, when all of the chili was off and she had given him one slow lick. Freddie rather liked it. For some reason while his body ran to the bathroom scrubbing his face with scented soap. Freddie realized he would not mind if it happened again.

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