Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea.
This is a weird idea I had and it wasn't really iCarly at first, but I thought, why not?
Sorry, I know the characters are sort of OC.
Note: The characters are about 19.
Sam and Freddie had fallen in love over the years, they shared an irrespirable bond.
They were pasted together like glue at each other's sides 24/7.
Constant dates, walks, movies and making out.
They even "did it", becoming each other's firsts.
Sam had become a Broadway actress; Freddie was in college to become a light and sound director for commercials.
It was perfect, until Fredward Benson was pronounced dead at 3:47 AM on April 2nd.
Sam was shocked, pained, and depressed.
But she didn't let anyone know it, she acted like she was fine, and the day after his death, she went on her stage, acting like nothing happened.
"Sam," her director started "I know what happened, please take the night off, I don't feel right having a poor girl like you act."
"Tonight's our final show, I can't miss this."
So she slowly walked onto the stage, head held high.
She spoke her Shakespeare perfectly; everything was the same as any other night.
But it wasn't the same.
She had to be with Freddie, and she would do whatever it could take.
"Oh happy dagger!" Sam yelled, thrusting her knife into her chest.
A real, cold, medal knife, not the plastic one provided.
The audience immediately gave her a standing ovation, not that she could hear.
Samantha Puckett was pronounced dead at 10:17 PM April 3rd.
She lived in the heavens with Freddie; their love would never die.