"In 5…4…3…2..." Freddie pointed at Sam and Carly.
"I'm Carly! And I'm a pepperoni pizza! And this be iCarly!" The 2 girls yell out while dancing around in front of the camera.
"Ya know Carls, a pepperoni pizza sounds good, we should get that for lunch…" Sam stated getting lost in her thoughts.
"Ugh! Sammm! Cut." Carly sighed laughing at her friend.
"You can't just make lunch orders in the middle of iCarly." Freddie stopped and rolled his eyes, walking over to stop recording the pre-tape.
"Hey! My stomach is my mind when I'm hungry. Plus, this is only practice." Sam said, as her stomach growled loudly.
"Fine. But let's run at least one more scene before lunch…"Carly grabbed the colorful notecards off the table while Sam grabbed her water bottle and took a swig of it. "Let's do the run-through for the fake wedding. You know the one where Gibby comes out and throws guacamole during your wedding, but you keep going even though it is clearly annoying you."
Sam groaned and set her water bottle down while Freddie quietly walked over and started to set the camera on the tripod. The blonde walked over to the middle of the studio. "But Gibby isn't even here! How can we do the sketch?" She was doing anything to get out of being near Freddie. After the incident at the pear store, they hadn't really been on speaking terms except when he yelled at her for messing up rehearsal and she just wanted to get away from him.
"We can practice the marriage part and just add the guacamole later. Plus, Jeff just showed up to practice it so let's just do it." Carly was talking about the guy they hired online, who claimed he was good for marriages. Pretend ones that is, he was an actor.
Freddie remained silent through all of this. He was pissed at himself for having said that stuff to Sam and it bugged him that he could just explode like that. However, he had too much pride to apologize. He just kept pretending that the camera wasn't fitting on the tripod so he was "fixing it" when in reality he just couldn't stand the steaming glare he would get from Sam if he tried to get involved.
Jeff came off the elevator a few minutes later and set his suitcase down on the roof of the car. He was a short man, about 5 ft, and was rather large. He had no hair and glasses. He looked a tad…shiny. "Wow dude, you came prepared." Sam stated, her voice raising a bit just because she realized in less than 10 seconds she would be staring at the eyes that at one point made her melt, and now only made her want to vomit.
"I come prepared for this stuff. It's important. Oh! I see you guys are going to video tape it…so who's the lucky couple?" Jeff smiled, pulling out his papers and grabbing a bible and walking over to them. Carly grabbed Freddie and led him over to face Sam. His eyes angled toward the floor and he could feel Sam's steely glare on him.
"That's them!" Carly said, laughing. She figured he was joking around and all, so she joked back.
"Let's get started then!" He stated. Carly pulled out two long candles and a large, fat candle and set them on the table right in front of Sam and Freddie. They wanted to make this as real as possible, to make it funnier.
Jeff cleared his throat and looked at the blonde and the brunette. Can you guys sign these papers real quick? "Sure thing," Sam said walking quickly away from Freddie and signing her name in all the places she was told to. Then Freddie came over and she threw the pen at him and walked away. Freddie started to question what it was, but Sam groaned loudly and since he felt bad already, he just signed the papers. He turned and walked back over to Sam, followed by Jeff.
"Would the couple please take hands and look at each other in the eyes? I mean, if you love each other, then that's what you should do." Carly laughed, because once again, she thought he was only kidding. Sam continued glaring at Freddie as he slowly brought his head up. His brown eyes snapped onto her blue eyes. Normally they are dancing from her laughing at something, like his pain. However, now they were hard as can be, just looking disgusted by him but never leaving his eye contact.
She, however, was the first to grab his hand. She reached down and grabbed his right hand with her left hand muttering between gritted teeth "Give me your hand you nub so we can get this over with". Freddie honestly felt the urge to run away. He couldn't do this. He couldn't hold hands with the girl he just pissed off so bad, and feel ok about it. But he couldn't leave. He was stuck. She was gripping his hand, and he swore it was gonna break if he tried to leave. So he did the only thing he could do. He swallowed deep and grabbed her other hand with his.
Jeff looked happier than ever, not even slightly noticing the tension. Sam and Freddie were looking deep into each other's eyes, or at least, it looked like it. They ran through all the lines, and even did the candle lighting ceremony. During the ceremony, when they lit the big candle, Sam's heart jumped. She had thought about what it would be like to marry one day and she suddenly got scared and shook, which caused her to hit Freddie's arm as she was putting the candle back down.
"Alright," announced Jeff as they walked back to them. "I now pronounce you Man and Wife. You may kiss the bride." Sam growled and looked at Carly. She was smiling the whole time, and motioned for her to just, get it over with. Sam leaned in and so did Freddie. There was a small peck on the lips that made Sam suddenly unhinge and want more, but she pulled back and away from Freddie.
"I now introduce Mr. and Mrs. Uhm…" he looked at the paper sitting on the car top still. "Ah! Mr. and Mrs. Benson!"
Carly grinned and laughed. "Great you guys, I know that was a bit weird but now that we practiced it we should be good when Gibby is here with the Guacamole."
Jeff looked confused. "Wait, this wasn't the real thing?"
Carly giggled. "No! Remember, I messaged you that we had practice today."
Jeff got even more confused. "Practice, practice for what? Something must be mixed up. This WAS a real wedding right? It was a small private wedding, wasn't it?"
Carly's smile suddenly turned down and her forehead crinkled. "What? No…you said you were an actor on your advertisement…you said you could pretend to be a judge/priest for our web show."
Sam and Freddie looked at the man suddenly panicked.
"WHAT THE CHIZ IS GOING ON DUDE?" Sam yelled, jumping at the man.
Freddie automatically went to grab her arm. "Sam, Calm down!" Sam glared at him and he let go immediately. "But seriously, what IS going on?" Freddie asked the man calmly, once Sam backed up.
Jeff looked back and forth between Sam and Freddie.
"Well, you must have mixed me up for someone I'm not. I'm not an actor. I am a judge."
A whimpering noise suddenly escaped Sam's mouth and Carly's mouth dropped. Freddie's eyes got extremely wide.
Carly suddenly breathed deep. "Hold on for ONE MOMENT". She ran to the glass iCarly door and opened it. She then yelled as loud as she ever had before. "SPENCERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW…" She turned to walk away when she heard Spencer whining from downstairs. She heard a creak…and what seemed like forever heard another creak….from the steps. Spencer was being slow. Carly rolled her eyes and walked back to the door. "THERE IS A BOY UP HERE AND HE TRIED TO KISS ME!" She yelled.
The creaks suddenly went from slow to a "WHAT?" and loud thundering steps up the stairs. Seconds later Spencer was there ready to kill.
"Spencer call down, I lied." Carly calmed said, walking back into the studio.
"NOT COOL. Anyways, what's the dealio?" Spencer exclaimed, quickly returning to normal, or as normal as Spencer could be.
"We have a problem. This guy, well, we thought he was an actor but it turns out he isn't." Carly exclaimed.
"Why is that a problem? I mean besides bad acting-" Carly interrupted him a tad louder and a bit more panicked.
"He was supposed to pretend to marry Sam and Freddie for a sketch and we just ran through it and now he claims he is the real deal!"
Spencer looked shocked for a split second than got that 'I know how to fix this' look on his face.
"First off, baby sister, take a breath. Second off, unless they signed a marriage license and exchanged rings, they aren't legally married."
Sam suddenly calmed down a bit. "Well, we exchanged rings but I don't recall signing a marriage agreement."
Suddenly Freddie's tension went down too. "Yeah, we didn't sign a marriage agreement so we're fine."
Jeff cleared his throat then, making everyone jump and look at him. "I hate to say this, but, that paper you signed before the "marriage" was a marriage license. And you are both 18, therefore, you are legally married."