A/N I know I already have one up, but when you have inspiration, you have GOT to write it!!!!

*I DO NOT OWN ICARLY OR HSM 1 2 OR 3!*

Here it was. A beautiful fall day. Crisp leaves, cool air, bright sunshine. It was your typical peaceful day. Emphasis on was.

"We could deep fry Freddie!" Sam shouted through the silent, peaceful air. She smiled at the mental picture of Freddie wrapped like a rotisserie ham…Cue the hunger.

She got up from the table, marched to the pantry and set out in search of her favorite snack: Fat cakes! Once she had gathered at least ten in her arms, she plopped down into her chair and began shoving them, one by one, into her mouth.

"Weeeeelllll?" She was waiting for Carly's and Freddie's approval. Form the look on Freddie's face; she wasn't going to get it…

"Sam!" Carly shouted. "We are not going to hurt Freddie!"

"YEAH!" Freddie agreed

Poor defenseless Freddie can't even defend himself. Has to have Carly do it for him.

"FINE! OK! Don't come cryin' to me when we lose viewers that want Freddie to die…"

"Sam! Who would want me to die?!" Freddie shouted.

Sam raised her arm above her arm and shook it violently back and forth.

"I thought as much of…you." Freddie responded, molding his face into one of complete disgust.

Carly went over to their kitchen drawers (To retrieve her trusty spray bottle) but instead, lying in it's place, she found Spencer's old rubber chicken.

Hmmmm… What can I do with this…… Carly pondered until a thought struck her.

She went over to her refrigerator and smiled, before tightly stuffing an array of ham, bacon, mayonnaise, hamburger, etc. into the chicken.

She glanced over at her two friends, to make sure they hadn't heard her rattling through the refrigerator. Typical, Carly sighed. They didn't even notice her absence, as they were now leaning over the kitchen table, in each other's faces, yelling insults at the top of their voices.

Carly had to act fast. She grabbed a hold onto the chicken's neck and violently spun around, causing small chunks of food to fly everywhere!

"Ew!" Freddie shouted.

"THAT IS A WASTE OF PERFECTLY GOOD FOOD!" Sam yelled and started to pick at small pieces of ham and bacon that were tangled in her hair.

Freddie turned away from Sam, and made gagging motions.

"Why I oughtta-" Sam started, only to be interrupted by Carly, "OK GUYS! Can we please just plan the show now?!"

"Fine…" They both whined loudly.

Sam cast Freddie a death glare, and would have said something had Carly not quickly started talking to avoid any physical damage that Sam could (And would) inflict.

"OK! Now…What to do…"

"We could have like…I dunno…A bikini cat food fight," Sam suggested, "Eh? Eh?"

They both just stared at her.

"Why cat food?" Carly asked.

"Cause we've already used dog food!"

"Uh, no," Freddie responded.

"What's that s'posed to mean, dork?"

"A play!" Carly shouted, causing them both to jump.

"What?" The asked in unison, before glaring at each other.

"WE could have a play! Like a musical! Ohh! That's it! A musical!"

Freddie and Sam groaned, but it was too late, Carly's mind had been made and there was no changing it.

"We will hold auditions and feature it on iCarly! Ok what play?!" She rambled excitedly while Sam and Freddie just sat there, dying of boredom.

"O my gosh! IDEA!! HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!" Carly almost fell over backwards from excitement.

"Ummm…. Do we HAVE to be in it?" Sam asked concerned.

"OF COURSE!" Carly chirped.

Freddie didn't say anything, he was to absorbed in his thoughts….

High School Musical… Hmmm… Troy+Gabriella = Freddie+Carly! YES! FINALLY! Even if it's just for a play I will have the love of my life as my leading lady… if we both make it…But who else would, Sam? HA!

"PASS!" Sam said, raising her eyebrows like it was the worst idea in the world.

"Sa-am" Carly whined, skillfully turning the name 'Sam' into two syllables. "Please? We need viewers and I really like singing and acting and I really want to do this… Come on, I'm your best friend and you're mine, and I took the wrap when you put Ms. Briggs head on a hippopotamus/ rhinoceros!

"UUUGH! Can't you let me live that down?" Sam asked caving under her best friend's reasoning.

Carly could be a lawyer…

"So it's set, we are doing HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!"