One warm Summer evening in Seattle, Sam and Freedie were sitting in the living room of Carly Shay, their best friend of many years since they were all little kids. They were the hosts and tech-producer of a very insanely popular webshow called iCarly. Sam and Freddie were currently having yet another intense argument about who'd win in a fight, Specner, or T-bo.
"Sam come on! T-bo would practically kill Spencer if they were in a full blown fight!", said Freddie. Sam yelled right back sayng , "NO WAY! Spencer would hold his own long enough for T-bo to get worn out and then move in for the kill!"
They had been having this same argument for the last FIVE HOURS since they got home from school. Carly got so depressed that she went upstairs to take another of her famous long showers, with a chair so you know that'd take awhile. Specner even tried to stop the argument by saying he's an artist not a fighter he couldn't even kill a stupid fly with a chizzy umbrella!
"Sam are you insane?! Why would Spencer give me a Royal Fizzbin for not agreeing with him?", asked Freddie. "Because you nub, Specner learned the Royal Fizzzbin from me after that time he got his butt kicked by those two Sunshine girls who looked like they belonged in college rather than a little girl scout club!" Sam replied.
They kept arguing until Freddie had finally had enough. "ALRIGHT! Sam, you've been driving me crazy with your stupid ideas about T-bo and Spencer in a fight ever since we got home from school! I'm tired, and I need to go home before my mom has a cow and bursts in here like we both know she will. But before I go, let me tell you this Sam.
I'm so sick of all this arguing we've been doing. I thought were friends Sam, but here lately, it seems like you really have it out for me. What have I done that got you so mad at me that you've had to insult me nearly twice as harsh, and physically abuse me nearly five times worse than usual? I'm going home and getting dinner before going to bed. Think about what I said and until you come up with an answer, I'm not talking to you." And with that, Freddie walked out leaving a very stunned and shocked Sam with her eyes wide and her mouth to the floor.
She even got a little teary eyed which is very rare since a Puckett doesn't ever cry. She sat down on the couch in very deep thought. "Have I really been treating Freddie that badly?"she thought. "I can't believe he'd say all that to me. But he's right. He doesn't deserve all this chiz I've been putting him through lately. But he doesn't realize that I'm trying to figure out how to tell him that I love him."
Sam decided that when she saw Freddie the next morning, that she'd act nicer to him. She was going to try to let him win at arm wrestling, at their petty aruging, and she'd actually be helpful to him more before, during and after iCarly. "I love him, and he needs to see the beter side of me before I ever tell him or he'll never believe me when it happens." She said to herself. Little did she realize, that the events of the school's end of the semester lock-in, would do much more than help her out.