Hey everyone, icarlyfreak here.

This is a Seddie story. If you don't catch on fast, that means that this story contains Seddie.

I'm in the mood for Halloween! BOO!

Enjoy. :) Please. Review.

Disclaimer: Me? The owner of iCarly? Pfft. Don't be stupid.

"I'm too afraid." Carly said cowering in fear.

Sam, Freddie, and Carly were standing in line for a haunted house at Canobie Lake Park for Screamfest.

Sam snorted. "So? We paid money. We're going in."

"No. You guys go in and when you get out tell me how scary it is."

"I'm sure it's lame."

"Sam, please." Carly begged.

"No, you can just go in with us."

"You and Freddie go and if it's not too scary, I'll go with you guys, alright?"

"Fine." Freddie shrugged.

"I'm not going in there with just Freddie!" Sam shouted.

"You have too." Carly put her hand on her hips.

"Well, too bad."

"Sam," Freddie placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's only like four minutes. What's the problem?"

She sighed. "Nothing. Forget it."

The moved further in line and the doorman guy started explaining to them what the rules were. "Don't touch the actors and they wont touch you." He glanced back in the entrance. "The haunted house lasts about four minutes. And... you can go in now." He gestured for them to enter.

Sam walked in with Freddie not far behind. "It's so dark in here." Sam slowed down as she rounded a corner.

Freddie caught up with her. "I can't see anything."

"No chiz. Hence: the darkness."

They walked a little further, Sam complaining about the things hanging from the ceiling. The turned another corner and a scream came from their left.

Neither expected this and they screamed, pulling each other closer. They continued walking, Freddie in front since he was a man.

After a turning another corner there was a scary looking guy with blood all over him. "Ahh!" The actor screamed, scaring Sam and Freddie.

Freddie held Sam's hand as they decended further into the haunted house. "Is is almost over?" Sam asked.

"I hope." Freddie answered. He held Sam's hand and led the way. Neither really cared that they were holding hands. No one else could see them.

They were scared many, many times before they finally arrived in the last section. It was dark, but the props were visible. Fake bodies hanging from the ceiling. Ropes were wrapped around their necks. Walking through, you couldn't help but accidentally bump one, sending it swingly lightly. A man jumped out of nowhere. "You'll be next!" He got real close to Sam and she screamed. He followed her until they were closer to the exit. That's when the actor went back to his spot.

They finally spotted the light from outside and walked towards it, letting go of each other's hands.

Carly noticed them and ran up to her friends. "Was it scary?"

"No." Sam shook her head, lying.

"It was... fun." Freddie said.

"Oh, well, should we all get in line then?"

"... Sure." He nodded.

"Actually, I kinda want to go in alone."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"'Cause when I come out, I'll feel good, knowing I over came one of my fears."

"Well, then go get in line." Sam pushed Carly to the end of the line. "We'll be right out here, waiting." Sam and Freddie stood in the spot where Carly was waiting for them to come out.

Freddie sat on the long fence thing. Sam towered over him. "Listen to me, Fredward. You do not tell anyone what happened in there. I wasn't scared and we weren't holding hands! Got it?" She shook her finger at him.

He shrugged. "Okay... Why is that such a big deal?"

"We hate each other! People can't know we were all over each other in there, alright?"

"Alright, but we don't really hate each other and we weren't all over each other... that much."

Sam rolled her eyes. "Just forget about it. It never happened."

"Sam, it's not that big of a deal. So what? We were holding hands. Who cares? We were scared."

"I wasn't scared."

"Oh, please. You screamed and you kept holding me closer to you every minute. You can only get so close in four minutes and we were close. My butt was against your lap." He said.

Sam gasped and slapped him in the face.

"I deserved that." He said, rubbing his cheek.

She grabbed his collar, making him stand up. They were face to face. "Forget about it." She tightened her grip. "Got it?"

"I... I got it." He squeaked.

"Sam! Sam!"

Sam turned around and saw Carly screaming her name from her spot in line.

"Leave Freddie alone!" She shouted.

"We'll see!" Sam responded.

Freddie continued rubbing his face. "Ow, that really hurt."

"Oh, you want me to make it hurt less?"

"You can?"

"Of course." She smiled. She slapped his other cheek. They both sat on the little fence. "Hey, Carly's going in." Sam nudged Freddie's side.

"Cool." He said, monotone.

"Okay, what's up?" She asked, a tad annoyed.

"Nothing."

She glared at him.

He caved. "Alright... I just don't see what you're so ashamed of."

She stared at him in disbelief. "I told you to forget about that."

"I know, but... it kind of hurts that you can't even let people know you hang out with me besides for iCarly."

"How does it hurt you? People see us hang out all the time."

"Yeah, with Carly. We did one thing together and people can never know because you're all cool and I'm a teck geek."

"Yeah, but you're my tech geek. And-and Carly's." She said quickly.

He shrugged it off. "We kissed."

She laughed. "I know. That was almost two years ago. Why mention it?"

"Um, you were ashamed to let people know we kissed too."

"So, were you and I still am. I just didn't want Carly to know because, well, I didn't want her getting the wrong idea."

"Which she did."

"Exactly. She thought we made out, which we didn't do."

"But, Sam, am I that unattractive?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, it's like I'm ugly or something and you just cant be seen with me ever."

"That's not true. You're not ugly."

"But you never want to be seen with me!"

"That's not true either! Gosh, Freddie. I would never kiss someone who is ugly and I didn't mean it that way. I meant that it was no one else's business that we were holding hands in there."

"I never was gonna tell anyone anyways. I kinda figured it would just be between us."

"Then why are making such a fuss about this?"

"... Because I don't like when you're ashamed to bee seen with me."

"Why?"

"Because you're my best friend, Sam. It's not easy when your best friend says they don't want anyone to know you spent four minutes huddled together walking through a haunted house." He took a deep breath.

Sam swallowed her pride and scooted closer to him. He glanced at her. She pulled him into a hug."Sorry."

They pulled away after a few seconds and Freddie remembered something. "Where's Carly?"

"Oh my God! Even when we share a special moment, you still think of Carly more than me!" She stood up.

"No," Freddie also stood up. "I mean, it's been four minutes."

"Relax. She's fine. Probably fainted from fright."

"Then, yeah, she's fine." He replied, using sarcasm.

"You know what I mean. If she is still in there, the people after her would find her. So, chill."

"Sam, Sam look." He stared behind her.

She turned around and saw a family exiting. A mom, dad, and two little girls probably around ten. They seemed fine and yet, Carly was frightened to death to enter.

"Should we tell the guy at the front?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, let's go." He grabbed her wrist and they walked to the front of the line, ignoring people cussing at them for cutting to the front.

They walked up to the guy and Freddie spoke. "Excuse me? Our friend went in there almost six minutes ago and she still hasn't come out."

"And?"

"And can you send someone in to get her?"

"I can."

"Will you?"

"No. We'll find her later."

Sam shouted, "Dude, can we go in and get her? She's our ride out of here."

"Do whatever." The guy shrugged.

"Come on." Sam dragged Freddie in the haunted house. They marched through, ignoring the actors trying to scare at them. "Carly!"

"Carly!"

"Carly, where are you?"

"Carly!"

Soon they got to the room with the bodies hanging. They kept walking, expecting to find the exit.

"Isn't this where it ends?" Freddie wondered.

Sam nodded. They kept walking and instead of finding a big doorway, they found a brick wall. When they realized that the exit was gone, they started panicing.

"Did you see her leave?"

Freddie shook his head, "No."

"Uh oh. We have to find her. Follow me." Sam ordered.

Freddie did as told and followed Sam to the nearest actor which was the guy in the hanging room. Sam walked in. "Excuse me?" No answer. She walked further, Freddie following her, in the room. "Hello? We can't find our friend and the exit is gone. Can somone explain what's going on?"

Nothing again.

Suddenly, the whole place lit up for a second and they saw a figure in front of them. They let out a scream as the figure spoke. "You're next!"

"Wait, wait!" Freddie stepped in front of Sam. "We can't find our friend."

The actor didn't break character. "Your friend? She was the victom before you." And evil laugh.

Freddie and Sam exchanged glances. "Huh?" Sam questioned him.

He laughed evily again.

"Seriously," Freddie spoke, trying to hide his nerves. "We can't find our friend or the exit."

"There is no exit."

"Yes, there is. We were in here earlier." Sam told him.

He shook his head and pushed Freddie out of the way. He grabbed Sam and thrust her against the wall. The character stepped towards her, threatningly.

Freddie stood up. "Hey! You're not allowed to touch us!"

This angered the amazing actor, who was freaking them out. He turned to Freddie and reached in his pockets. He pulled out something that looked like a cell phone. Oh, it was a switch blade. The blade flipped open and he stepped towards Freddie. Freddie slipped past the man and rushed over to Sam.

He grabbed her hand and ran to the entrance. They expected to see light from outside, but it was pitch black and there was another brick wall in front of it.

"What do we do?" Sam asked, her fear showing in her voice.

Freddie shrugged.

Sam looked to the side and she was shaking.

Freddie saw this and pulled her in a comforting hug.

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