A/N I hope you like this. I'm not Dan Schneider. Why would I be writing this if I was Dan Schneider? I'd just make it into an episode. You hear that, Dan Schneider? Please?
Freddie was walking back to Bushwell Plaza after school one day.
"Hi, Fred-weird," said Sam who had suddenly appeared next to him. "Has the bleeding in your ear stopped?"
"Yeah," replied Freddie. "But I did suffer some hearing loss."
"Cool," said Sam.
They walked on in silence until Freddie noticed something. "Look at the clouds over there. They're really dark," he said. "We should probably hurry so we don't get caught in the rain."
"Nah," said Sam. "I like getting caught in the rain."
"Do you also like catching pneumonia?" asked Freddie.
"Come on, Fred-dork," said Sam. "Loosen up a little."
"Hmmph," said Freddie. "Well, if we do get caught in the rain you are not sharing my umbrella!" Just as he said this, it started raining. "I told you!" Freddie opened his umbrella. Sam laughed.
"Come on!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him out from under his umbrella.
"But Sam-"
"Come on, Freddie!" He was slightly shocked when she used his actual name. "You're not telling me that as a kid you never tried to catch rain drops in your tongue, or that you've never just wanted to run out into a storm and just stand there getting absolutely soaked!"
"No! And anyway, catching rain drops with your tongue? You never know where that water's been! It could've been evaporated from an aquarium or a nuclear power plant or-"
"Shut up, Freddie."
"But-"
"Take my hand."
"Sam-"
"Just take it."
Reluctantly, he did. She pulled him away from the street towards the park in the other side. They were the only ones there now. She let go of his hand and spun around in the rain, her soaking wet hair flying out around her.
"Sam, you're gonna get sick!" yelled Freddie over the thunder and pouring rain.
"Who cares?" Sam yelled back. She grabbed Freddie 's hand again and pulled him in close to her. "Let loose, have some fun!"
"Sam, if I get home late and I'm soaked my mom will kill me!"
"So? Take a risk for once. Live life to the fullest! If your mom's gonna kill you, you may as well have fun before you die."
Freddie thought for a second. She was sort of right...He looked into her eyes and smiled. She smiled back. He pulled her away this time and spun her around. They laughed and played in the rain for a while until...
"You know what else I always wanted to do?" asked Sam.
"What?"
"Kiss someone in the rain." Freddie smirked and leaned in to her.
"Fredward Benson!" Freddie groaned.
"Mo-om!"
"What are you doing? You're late home and you're soaking wet!"
"Mrs Benson-"
"What are you doing with HER?" screamed Mrs Benson. "Get in the car!"
"No."
"What did you just say?"
"No. I' here with Sam."
"No you're not! Now get in the car!"
"Mom, I told you! No!"
"Fine!" Mrs Benson yelled. She wound up the car window and drove away.
"Wow," said Sam. "Maybe you're not as much of a mamma's boy as I thought."
Freddie laughed. "Now, where were we?" He leaned in to her again.
"Guys?"
"Carly? What are you doing here?" yelled Sam.
"Well, I...I just...I was worried about you guys," said Carly with tears in her eyes.
Sam sighed. "Come on, Carls. Let's go home."
"Can I come? Because my mom is not happy with me," asked Freddie.
Sam smiled. "Of course."
Carly looked at her two best friends. "Why are you being nice to him?"
"Let's just go home," said Sam. Carly frowned. Oh, well, she'd get it out of Freddie later. She saw Sam and Freddie smile at each other. "Seriously, what happened here?"
"Nothin'," said Freddie. Carly couldn't help but notice the smile on his face and the sparkle in his eyes. She'd figure it out later.
So, there you are. Stay tuned for the next installment of... IT'S RAINING SEDDIE! (cue cheesy theme music) THANK YOU VERY MUCH LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!