A/N: Haai, I've got a new story! Excited? Yea, me too, it's a collab me and my friend ILovePurple wrote in form on Wednesday, and Anouska FINALLY got it written up. Basically, we just got a scrap piece of paper and wrote a line each, so some of it isn't as detailed as we'd want it to be, but for a first collab (and in Nou's [ILovePurple's] case, the first story) I think it's pretty darn good (:

Disclaimer:

Freddie: Gosh, how I love Samantha Puckett.

Elssie: Gosh, how I love iCarly.

Freddie: Hey! You don't even own iCarly!

Elssie: And you haven't even confessed your feelings to Sam!

Freddie: Touche.

Elssie: I'll confess I don't own iCarly when you tell Sam you love her.

Freddie: Fine. *Sam walks in* Hey Sam! I love you!

Sam: Seriously? You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that. *walks off, making out with Freddie*

Elssie: Euch. Fine, I don't own iCarly. Happy now?

Freddie (from a distance) : Very! *Continues smoochin' Sam.*

Elssie: Enjoy the fic.

iDream Of Fried Chicken

Sam was running through the rain towards some Fried Chicken. Not an unusual dream for the girl, She'd had weirder, she'd dreamt of being attacked by the fried chicken and she'd dreamt of being chased by the Fried chicken. So this was one of her more normal dreams.

Once she'd caught the Fried Chicken- Sam snapped out of her meaty dream, where she was greeted by a familiar brown haired, brown eyed boy.

"Um, Freddie?" Then she had a vivid flashback.

She was sat on the couch, the dance videos still running in the background, She was resting her head on Freddie's chest. Embarrassed, she lifted her head.

Sam was rapidly brought back into the present, with the sense of De ja Vu bringing a smile to her face, "Yes, Sam?"

"Um, your kind of…"

"Oh yeah, sorry", as Freddie's face went bright red and a look of disappointment crossed both their faces, they awkwardly made their way to opposite ends of the couch.

"Sorry about that" Freddie Benson repeated, not feeling sorry at all.

"I really don't mind", Sam whispered.

"What?"

If Sam was ever embarrassed, she wouldn't have continued. 'Oh nothing', is what she should of said. Instead-she braced herself to confess that, truth be told she'd enjoyed it. "I…" was all she managed to say, before she was interrupted by Freddie, "Is that Carly I hear?" He said in a higher-pitched voice than usual, meaning he was nervous. Sam jumped up and made her way to the kitchen, trying to forget what happened by eating some BBQ Fried Chicken.

Carly never arrived- causing the uncomfortable silence to drag on. Sam needed to break the silence. "Hey Freddork? Would you mind getting me the Fried Chicken? I can't reach." As Freddie reached up he asked, "Um, can I- …I try something?"

"Can I have my fr-" But she was cut off by her lips meeting Freddie's. After about eight seconds, they pulled apart, the sense of De Ja Vu filling the air once again. Sam's cheeks went a pink-ish colour as Freddie posed his next question, "Sam do you know what day it is?"

"No, why?"

"It's the 14th of February Sam, happy Valentine's day."

Both Sam and Freddie Smiled.

A/N: THAT'S IT! Did you like? Did you hate? Let me know! And check out ILovePurple (Anouska) as well, she'll uploading some stories REAL soon, she's got some amazing ideas, and I should know, she's told me them all :3

I know everyone's a little OOC, but this wasn't really anything serious, I wasn't even sure we were going to upload it XD

This just seemed like a good idea at the time. It was better than having to listen to a lecture about smoking. IM THIRTEEN AND HAVE NO INTENETION TO START, so get off my case, gee-zus :D