iSprain my ankle
by NihilisticAmbition313
Disclaimer: Yup
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-Prologue-
Sam's view
"Could this day get any worse?" I mumbled as Miss Benson finished bandaging my foot and ankle
"You could've broken your ankle." Carly joked
I gave Carly a nasty look as Freddie's mom placed my half-bare right foot on a pillow on Carly's couch after bandaging it.
Being the klutz that I am, I managed to trip on a cable upstairs in the iCarly studio, and I sprained my ankle. I would have kicked Freddie's butt for leaving it in my way, but I wasn't even able to stand. Freddie got his mom to tend to me, and as much as I don't like her, I was glad there was a nurse on hand to help out.
"There. Now, keep the ice pack on that for as long as you can bear, and keep it elevated." Miss Benson advised as she put a bag full of ice on my ankle
"'Kay."
"...Sam? Isn't there something you wanna say to Miss Benson?" Carly asked
"Thanks Miss B." I mumbled
"Thanks Mom." Freddie said
"No worries." Miss B. sighed as she went back across the hall to her and Fredweird's place
"...Does it still hurt?" Freddie asked
"What kind of question is that? Of course it still hurts. And it's your fault."
"Sam, I already said I was sorry for leaving my cables laying around. I'm sorry again."
Freddie sounded honestly remorseful, but that didn't make my ankle feel any better.
"Whatever, man." I grumbled
"Is there anything I can do?"
"...Yeah. Go get me some fried chicken."
"Oh...I'm kinda broke right now."
"Yeah, so am I thanks to you!"
"I'll buy you some chicken Sam." Carly piped up
"You shouldn't have to."
"But I will. I'll be right back." Carly sighed as she left her own apartment
The Nub of the decade sat down next to my bandaged foot...
"Sam, I really am sorry...I shouldn't have been so careless, and I'm usually not. It's just, I have a lot on my mind right now."
Hmm...Interesting. What could Frederina have on his mind to be careless with his precious tech equipment?
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah..."
"What?"
"Um...I don't really wanna say right now." Freddie muttered and looked away
"Having girl trouble? Oh, wait, no girl likes you."
"Shut up. It's not about a girl."
"Mom make you take an extra tick bath?"
"No!"
Even though I was still in pain, teasing Freddie made me feel better. It always does.
"Then what?"
"I said I don't wanna talk about it!"
"Don't yell at me, nub."
"Stop grilling me then!"
"I'll grill you all I want!"
"Argh!" Freddie roared
"Raaahhhh!" I roared back
Freddie took the ice pack off my ankle and jumped up!
"Hey! Put that back!" I demanded
"You want it? Come get it!" Freddie teased with a smug grin on his face
"You know I can't chase you!"
"Awww, well that's too bad isn't it?" he taunted, waving the ice pack in the air
"I need that! Gimme it!"
"Gimme it." Freddie mocked
"Give...it...back!"
Damn not being able to get up and tackle the hell out of that dorkface! He's enjoying my being hurt and messing with me!
A/N: Before you get the wrong idea, Freddie is not going to torture an injured Sam in this fic. He is going to have a little fun at her expense, but nothing anywhere near cruel.