Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Nickelodeon's show Sam & Cat created by the fantastic Dan Schneider.

This is simply my telling of the show with a healthy twist of Puckentine.

Sam's POV

Burrito.

Food.

Finally.

I had been riding a while and was staaarrvvinngg.

That's when I first saw her.

Cat.

She was being dumped into a trash truck and I had to run after her. I couldn't just let her get squished into nothingness. So I ran. Yes me, Sam Puckett, I ran after the truck. I ran after her. Her hair is what caught my attention. I hadn't seen her until the trash truck came to swoop her out of my life. Strange to think but, if it weren't for that trash guy we'd have never met.

Thanks trash guy.

I didn't think much about it at the time, saving some random girls' life. She's made me believe again. Believe that things happen for a reason. When Carly left, I.. I was devastated. Who wouldn't be? Watching your best friend pick up and leave so quickly without much warning at all. It took everything for me not to get so emotional the night she left. But I broke down. I was a crying, sobbing, wet mess of gross emotion. Cat is the only other person who has been able to get me to feel those emotions. I mean, it was different with Freddie than with Carly. And different with Carly than with Cat. Cat and I clicked from the moment we met. In that dumb trash truck.

She said it was fun, getting mixed into a heap of stinky trash. She noticed me from iCarly and I'm not sure how I felt about that. It would have been nice to meet someone who didn't know about that. But hey, that's who I am and I'm not ashamed of it or anything. It's just that riding around was my way of moving on, beginning to anyways. Of course I wasn't going to forget anything or anyone from Seattle, but now is my time to break off on my own and have some new adventures. And oh boy was I in for the adventure of a lifetime.

I watched her laying there; I was waiting a minute after we finally got out of that truck. There was something about her that was just different than anyone else. She was so innocent and shiny and adventurously curious and I loved that. I finally woke her up with some leaf blower I took from some guy. Everything was fine until she offered me to bathe at her house. I sure as heck needed it, but I just met this girl. Even if I did practically save her life, I knew nothing about her. But I trusted her. I couldn't say no. Something in me just had to find out more about her, more about how she is the way she is. Besides I figured she was sweet and dainty enough for me drop kick her if I needed to.

But when she followed my lead with the limo guy, I knew she was a good kid. There's just something about her that was shockingly comforting. That's it; comforting. The way she touched me and cared about me and wanted to help and..just everything about her was amazing. Of course, at the time I wasn't exactly thinking of these things, I just went with the flow. I like someone who can follow my lead but still know what to do when they need to do it. Cat has most of that down. She's been more independent since her Nona went to Elderly Acres. But she needed someone, which was a really nice feeling. Especially when I told her I would stay and she hugged me..that hug..it wasn't like the other hugs before, in fact I think that was our real first hug, without fainting that is. I felt like I was safe when she helped me, I felt like I was in the right place. I was glad I found her that day.

Anyways, (if you know why I used this word here, please let me know because you and I might have a lot of unnecessary fandoming going on) we went back to her place and got cleaned up. It was really nice and homey, it kind of reminded me of Carly and Spencer's place. It was nice. While I was trying to scrub off all that gunk from the trash I realized something about this whole situation. I liked it. I liked it a lot. I wasn't even planning on staying or being there that long.

When I got out of the shower, the only thing I had to wear was this pick frilly little rainbow robe. Seeing as my clothes were being washed, I had to wear it. So I did. I didn't feel as uncomfortable as I thought I would when Cat saw me. Of course I didn't want to wear it but it was fine with her. And then Dice and Cat's Nona came. That was interesting. Nona told Cat she wanted to move into Elderly Acres and Cat wasn't fond of the idea. I was happy when she invited me to stay the night, but with Nona, it was a rough night. She stuffed me into the couch in the middle of the night. And then thanks to Cat I have a few bruises from her whacking me with a crutch. But thankfully Cat got me out of there. And as she did, she climbed right into bed with me like it was nothing. She wanted to make sure I wasn't scared that night. I was glad she did that.

This is just part one of my many fanfics to come and I hope you enjoyed it. I know it's pretty boring and basically summarizing the first half of the pilot episode. Trust me it will continue to get better. Suggestions, thoughts, comments, or anything else is always welcome. I also have a new Puckentine blog campuckentine on Tumblr (it won't let me link it) if anyone wants to check it out or contact me there. Thanks to all who have taken the time to read this and I look forward to publishing more soon!