iOMGods
Chapter I.
"There's a strong signal coming from Seattle."
"How many of them are there?"
"Two."
"Parents?"
"Undetermined, but they are very powerful."
"We'll leave tonight."
| SAM'S P.O.V. |
I barged into the Shays' apartment. "Carlaay! Carls! Carlotta!" I heard Carly come thundering down the stairs.
"What happened? What's wrong? Where's the fire?" I snorted at my best friend's appearance. She was wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe and she had a purple towel wrapped around her head.
"Well, don't you look lovey this morning?" I laughed and she stuck her tongue out at me. "Very mature, Shay. Anyways, nothing's on fire." There was a loud yelp from Spencer's bedroom. I raised my eyebrows. "Okay, maybe there is, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to steal all the food out of your fridge right now." Carly rolled her eyes.
"You came into my apartment, yelling, just to tell me you were going to rob me of food?" I nodded cheekily. She sighed. "Fine, just help yourself. I have to check on Spencer, for all I know, he could've set his alarm clock on fire."
I ran over to fridge and jerked the door open. My stomach was practically screaming, "FEED ME! FEED ME!" As I dug through its contents, I heard the apartment door open. I turned around and none other than King Nubbington himself walked into the apartment. I stuffed a slice of ham into my mouth before nodding over at him.
"'Sup, Fredhead?" My mouth was still filled with ham so it sounded more like 'Shu, Frehe?' Freddie crinkled his nose.
"How oh so lady-like, Princess Puckett." He rolled his eyes and sat down on the kitchen bar stool. "So, is Carly ready yet?" I gulped down another slice of ham before answering him.
"Huh, did you want to start you daily professions of love to her before we get to school?"
"Sam! It's been forever since I've done that. Besides, I don't like her like that anymore." My eyes widened and he just shrugged. "Well I don't." I held a hand up to my heart and gasped dramatically.
"What? Freddie Benson isn't totally in love with Carly Shay anymore? Alert the media!" I set down my package of ham and climbed up onto the table. "Everyone!" I yelled, addressing an invisible crowd, "Did you hear the news? Fredward Benson has finally realized that Carly will never love him! The boy has seen the light!" I started dancing around on the table. I lifted my arms up while I danced around, making the bottom of my red and black striped sweatshirt ride up a little. I caught Freddie staring at my semi-exposed skin with a weird expression on his face. I jumped off the table and slammed my hands down on the counter in front of Freddie. He flinched when he realized I had caught him staring.
"Wha – I – uh…"
"Yo, quit your blabbering and listen up. Look at me like that again and I'll break your thumbs, got it?" He nodded weakly. I reached over the counter and grabbed him by the collar of his blue plaid button up, pulling him closer to me so that we were nearly nose-to-nose. "I asked you if you got it, Benson."
He started nodding frantically. "I got it. I'll never look at you like that again. Promise!" I stared him down for a couple of seconds. Right when I was about to release him, that weird look came back onto his face. His eyes locked onto mine and he slowly started leaning in. Before I had the chance to react, Carly walked out of the hallway leading to Spencer's room.
"Hey Sam, let's ask Freddie if he can drive us to school. Spencer set his pillow on fire and he's still trying to put it – Woah, what is going on in here?" I slammed my hands against Freddie's chest, causing him to fall off the bar stool he was sitting on, and saw Carly staring in our direction with wide eyes.
I glanced down at Freddie, who was curled up in a ball on the ground, and then back at Carly, shrugging my shoulders. "Just teaching the nub a lesson, Carls." I hopped onto the counter and sat down cross-legged, picking on a bowl of cashews next to me. "So, are we going to school now or what? I'm rooting for 'or what' because Fredders and I have a sub in Chem and she is capital B-O-R-I-N-G." I threw a cashew up in the air and caught it in my mouth. Carly's eyes flickered suspiciously between me and Freddie before she answered me.
"Um, well Spencer is having some issues at the moment, so Freddie, you have to drive us to school today. You know, if you can still function properly," she said, eyeing Freddie's curled up figure on the floor. He stood up slowly and rubbed his shoulder, which he had fallen on when I pushed him off his chair. He shook out his arm and then adjusted his backpack before walking towards the door.
"Yeah, I can drive us to school. Let me just let my mom know." I snorted.
"Dude, what seventeen year old guy still reports to mommy? Only nubs still do that." I paused. "Oh wait! You are a nub! How could I have possibly forgotten?" Freddie just rolled his eyes and walked across the hall, into his apartment. He came out holding his car keys and a plastic baggie full of bacon. He waved the bag in front of my face.
"You know, girls who insult me don't get bacon and they have to walk all the way to school…" I rolled my eyes and held out my hand with my palm facing upwards.
"Just hand over the bacon, Fredwad." He shook his head.
"Not until you stop being mean to me." He shook the bag in my face again.
"You're being so immature. Just give me the bacon."
"I am not being immature. I just don't like the way you're treating m–" I pressed my index finger to his lips and looked at him dead in the eye.
"You will give me my bacon now, Freddie Benson." Freddie's eyes kind of glazed over and a goofy smile spread across his face. He held the baggie of bacon up to my face.
"Anything for you, Sam," he said in an odd tone. It almost sounded like he was hypnotized or something. I flicked him on the forehead and he jumped out of his freaky little revive.
"Dude! What's wrong with you today? Stop looking at me weird." I jingled the keys in his face and then spun around to walk out of the hallway. "C'mon Carls," I yelled over my shoulder, "Let's go. I'm driving." Carly scrambled after me, leaving Freddie in front of his door with a seriously confused expression on his face.
My first crossover story ever! It's a yummy mix of one of my favorite TV shows, iCarly, and one of my favorite book series, Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Don't worry, there's more PJO action up ahead!
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