Okay...I'm PROBABLY not continuing the A-Z oneshots (please don't hit me!) so to make up for it, I started THIS! ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I DO NOTNOTNOTNOTNOT own iCarly! I do own this pretty shirt I have on though!

iMake Cupcakes

"Did you get the stuff?" I questioned him.

"Oh yeah."

"Red velvet?"

"Yup."

"Awesome!"

Fredward and I were making cupcakes for Carly's Sweet 16. Well, AND we were blowing up balloons, putting streamers up, and doing a bunch of other suprise party stuff.

"So." I started. "I'm thinking you start the cupcakes, and I order a movie."

"We're gonna watch a movie while we bake?" He raised his eyebrows at me.

I grinned. "No, YOU'RE gonna bake while I watch a movie."

I entered Carly's pin-number in the TV. "1-2-3-4." I said out loud. Before I could hit ENTER, a certain dork was pulling my wrist , dragging me upward.

"BOTH of us are going to bake." He said sternly.

I groaned. "But I don't want to do this."

"You're half in charge Sam!"

I groaned again and took the box of cupcake mix. Stupid Cupcake Jake's wasn't open, so Fredwina and I had to bake them. I ripped the box open and poured the mix into the bowl. Freddie open the fridge and looked at me. "Three eggs." He said in a weird voice.

I fought back a smile. "You're such a dork!" He rolled his eyes.

I smiled and said, "Can I crack one?"

"Wow. Sam is helping. I've got to video tape this." He handed me an egg, and I cracked it on his head. The yolk dripped onto his mouth. I shrugged and gave a sly smile. "Whoops. I really thought that your head was a bowl."

He frowned and grabbed an egg. Soon enough, my face was covered in yolk, too. I grabbed the last egg and threw it at him. He snatched the milk jug on the table and walked toward me. My hair turned from dry to wet in a matter of seconds. After a while, everything in the kitchen was covered. Including us. I gave a death glare to the dork, and he started laughing.

"You think this is funny!" I continued glaring.

"Look at you!" Now he was cracking up.

"Look at YOU!" I snapped.

He took a pan from one of the Shay's cabinets. I stared at my reflection in it and stifled a laugh. Freddie walked towards me, but slipped and fell.

"Now that's funny!" I laughed.

"Hey!" He tried to sound annoyed, but I could tell that he was about to smile. I ran out of the kitchen and went up the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"To take a shower dipwad!"

"But what about the cupcakes?" I stopped and turned towards him. I hadn't really thought of that. I walked back into the living room and grabbed the phone. I dialed eleven numbers and put the phone to my ear. "Hey. Have two dozen cupcakes here ASAP. Red velvet. Cream cheese frosting. Chocolate sprinkles."

Freddie gave me a puzzeled look.

"I don't CARE if your mom's in the hospital! If you don't get those cupcakes here, you'll be in the hospital with her!" I hung up the phone. "Carly will have cupcakes."

I stared, confused. "Who'd you call?" He smiled.

"Gibby!" I yelled, running up the stairs.

This might not be that bad after all.

So...whaddya guys think!?!?! Good? Bad? Ugly? Or none of the above? Please R & R! And remember... I wuv u. Not in a creepy 50 year old stalker way though.