iStrip
(Sam's POV)
I was sitting upstairs in the iCarly studio with my partner and crime, Carlotta aka Carly, spicing up some ideas for the show tomorrow.
"Ok so we got messin' with Lewburt, darts with sporks and rainbow paper, how to make an explosion with mentos and diet coke...what else?" Carly said tapping her purple sparkly pen on her legal pad. I hit the paddleball in my hand a few times looking up at the ceiling.
"Hey, why don't we get a Justin Bieber pinata?" I asked hitting the ball again looking at Carly, sitting back and taking a drink of cream soda.
"Ewww, we hate Justin Bieber. Why would we get a pinata with him on it?" Calry questioned, doodling a picture. I scooted closer, putting my arm around her.
"Picture it with me Carls...if you can" I put my hands up like people do when they're exaplaining their dreams to someone.
"Me you and Fredwierd, with bats, hitting Justin Bieber's face, candy coming out of his head! Everyone wins!" I exclaimed. Carly grinned with me and nodded.
"Yeah...but what about his fans? There are like a bajillion fangirls that'll kill us for doing that."
"Psh! If they listen to his music, they probably don't have half a brain to even work a computer, let alone send us hate mail" I got up and got online, searching for Justin Bieber pinata's on Zaplock. Freddie bursted through the door a moment later with a medium sized brown box and closed the door with his foot.
"Hola amigo's!"
"Don't you mean 'amigas' ?" I corrected him. He glared.
"This coming from the girl who's getting a D- in Spanish right now" Freddie retorted. I shot him another glare. He looked away and turned towards Carly.
"Guess what I got?" He asked, tapping the box with his fingers.
"A new face!" I exclaimed.
"Sam! What's the little rhyme Mrs. Benson taught you about making fun of someone?" Carly asked placing her hands on her hips. I sighed.
"If you don't have anything nice to say, lock your mouth and throw it away" Sam said annoyed making a gesture of locking her mouth with a key and throwing it off to the side..
"Good girl."
"No...but actually you were kinda close Sam." He said opening the box and pulling out a Darth Lazer mask.
"What's that?" Carly asked almost laughing.
"Oh just my original Darth Lazer mask! I won it at a Galexy Wars convention last month in a drawing."
"Galexy wars convention? Sounds like national dorkfest to me. Yawn!" I retorted. "It's such a nubbish thing to have"
"It is not! It's very beneficial to my Galexy Wars needs!" Freddie argued. I looked at him with my are-you-freakin'-kidding-me look
"Whatever" He said putting it on. He looked like such an idiot.
"I changed my mind, I love it!" I replied sarcasticly.
"Haha!" He replied in a Darth Lazer voice. I could hear his breathing.
"Dude, that mask makes you sound like a pervert" He shook his head.
"Oh pauvre pauvre Samantha, I know you're just jealous that I-"
"Hey, knock knock" I looked at the paddleball in my hand. I was gonna hit him with it. 2 reasons why I was about to hit him. One, he called me Samantha, plus he couldn't see, that mask had very poor eyeslots.
"Who's there?" He asked procariously.
"Nuts"
"Nuts w-" I wacked him in the crotch before he could finish his sentence. He fell to the floor groaning and holding his crotch.
"Oh nuts!" He cried out rolling on his side. I laughed but Carly glared at me and took my paddleball. I stopped laughing. Spencer came in holding 2 lottery tickets.
"Hey guys, what goes on?" He asked casually stepping over Freddie.
"Just looking at Justin Bieber pinata's for tomorrows show while Sam and Freddie are arguing" Carly said flopping back down on her beanbag chair playing with my paddleball she took away after I hit Freddie.
"I thought you guys hated him"
"Exactly" I smirked. He gave me a confused look.
"Bats+ Justin Bieber+ Candy..."
"Oh!" He laughed.
"What are the lottery tickets for?" Carly asked.
"Oh, Socko's cousin owns a bank that sells lottery tickets so picked up a few."
"What's his name?"
"Carlton"
"No wierd first name for this relative?" I asked taking yet another drink of my cream soda.
"Nah, his name is Carlton Banks" I nodded.
"Ahhh"
"Anyway, he always tries getting me to buy these lottery tickets everytime I come in, but I always say no because I'm not the luckiest guy ever."
"Really?" Carly and I asked fake shocked.
"Yeah anyway, I figured you guys can help me pick my 5 numbers for this week"
"5" I said.
"3" Carly said.
"9"
"1"
"Thanks...and I need one more"
"7" Freddie groaned, still on the floor, raising his hand up and having it fall back down.
"Thanks" Spencer said filling it in on both tickets. "Well, I'm off to see if I win!"
"How much do you win?"
"$1,000 each; I didn't wanna go for the $3 million just yet, so I'm starting off small. You kiddiess be safe!" He said ruffling me and Carly's hair and exiting the room. We fixed our hair and Freddie groaned and got up, taking his mask off. He hobbled over to me, I was still at the computer, glaring and bent over. He stood there for a minute, glaring before I looked up.
"You are so lucky you could kick my butt. Ohhhh" he groaned, wobbling out of the studio.