Hello people! welcome to my first ICarly fanfic. I'm really excited about this one.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did, there would be so much more Gibby!
Chapter 1: Grapes
Freddie was done. His mom was at the top of her game.
"Just let me use the flea comb one more time!" Mrs. Benson cried.
"No! I don't have fleas!" Freddie bellowed. With that he went out the door and stormed into Carly's apartment. But what he saw inside was unexpected.
"Hey Fredlumps," the blond girl greeted from the couch without even looking in his direction.
"Puckett," he answered back, "Where's Carly?"
"She went to Canada to get Spencer. He got caught with a pack of Canadian bacon in his pants and they thought he was smuggling drugs," Sam explained.
"Then why are you here?" Freddie questioned, not at all surprised by what she just said.
"Mama needed some ham," she replied. With a wave of her hand she added "Be a dear and check the fridge, I'm still hungry."
"Of course," he sighed and went to the fridge. "They've got yogurt, pasta salad, grapes-"
"Ooh! Grapes!" Sam yelled from the other room. "I love grapes."
"Okay, grapes it is," he brought the bowl back to the couch and motioned for her to take it.
"Nah, I'm too tired. Feed me," she demanded.
"What? No way," he replied disgustedly.
"Do it Benson." she said through clenched teeth.
"Alright, alright," complying, he lifted a grape to her mouth.
Watching her mouth engulf the small fruit became more and more enjoyable with each grape. She looked him in the eye as she took each one in her lips. It was highly...sensual. Freddie started to feel very warm in that apartment living room. All of a sudden Sam's eyes grew wide. In a flash she got up, pushed Freddie to the ground, and ran out the door.
"What the hell?" Freddie I angrily asked from the floor.
"Fredward Benson, did you just curse?" his mother screeched from across the hall. " I am going to wash your mouth out right now!"
"Aw, Mom!" Freddie ground as he got up, thinking to himself, what the hell just happened?
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