iDon't Own iCarly

Sam munched on a piece of ham while contemplating what to bring to California. She needed her entire wardrobe minus the winter and fall clothes, all her hair stuff and all her makeup. Granted, she didn't wear makeup but you never know what will happen in California. She was digging through her closet when her pocket started vibrating and playing Beat It by Fall Out Boy. She jumped up and started to dance crazily to her favorite song. When it ended she pulled out her phone and redialed the call she missed.

Carly was laying on her bed writing. She was all packed and ready to go. Her phone sang Bubbly by Colbie Calliet. She picked it up while singing to the song.

"Starts in my toes, makes me crinkle my nose, where ever it goes, I always know…" Carly sang into the receiver.

"Beat it! Just beat it. Dar nar nar nar nar bar nar nar nar. Dar nar nar nar nar bar nar nar" Sam sang to her end. Carly laughed and rolled off her bed. Landing on her hands and knees she walked out of her room and down the stairs.

"So, are you done packing?" Carly asked.

"Not even close. Are you?"

"Pretty much, yeah. Do you need help?"

"Yes please. Come on over Carly Babe."

"Will do, Samalama-ding-dong." Both girls giggled.

"See you in about 10 minutes."

"Yup yup. See you, Sam." They hung up.

"SPENCER! I'm going to help Sam pack. Be back before we leave." Carly yelled running out the door. She knocked on Freddie's door. Freddie's mom's worried face was the first thing she saw when the door opened.

"Hello, Mrs. Benson. Is Freddie home?" Carly asked politely.

"You guys aren't leaving for another 3 hours. Can't I have 3 more hours with my Freddie before you take him away from me?" Mrs. Benson started balling on the spot. She left for the bathroom but left the door wide open.

"Freddie? Are you in here?" Carly whispered not stepping in the apartment.

"Yeah, I'm here. Wait a second." Freddie whispered back. Freddie walked quietly into his room to grab his suit case. Tiptoeing out the door, he closed it softly.

"You're free." Carly whispered opening her apartment door. Freddie walked in throwing his case on the couch they walked back out and headed to Sam's. Once they got out of the building Freddie let out a sigh of relief.

"THANK GOD! She was suffocating me with love." Freddie exclaimed.

Carly giggled, "You're mother is quite crazy."

"You're telling me."

Walking to Sam's house was easy. Just cross the busy street in front of Freddie and Carly's building, weasel your way through the park, and then find the pink house that's directly across from the swing set. Carly knocked on her door. Her father answered it.

"Why hello, Carly and Freddie."

"Hey Mr. Puckett." Carly said.

"Sam's upstairs."

"Thanks."

They both walked upstairs and opened a white door with the words: "Sam's Domain."

Sam was inside lying on her bed almost asleep.

"Hey Sam! Wake up!" Freddie yelled. Sam opened her eye slightly.

"What's he doing here? Did he follow you again?"

"No he didn't. I wanted to save him from his mother." Carly said not wanting a fight to start.

"Oh, his crack pot mom, eh?" Sam joked, clearly wanting what Carly didn't. Crap, she set herself up.

"My mother is nothing of the kind." Freddie shot back.

"Stop now or I'm bringing out the spray bottle." Carly warned.

Sam opened her mouth to say something else but closed it as soon as she heard the words: 'spray bottle'.

"Thank you." Carly sighed, "Let's get you packed, Sam."

"Fine." Sam said boringly.

"Did I ruin your fun?" Carly said fake pouting.

"Yes."

"Good." Freddie quickly added.

"Don't even egg me on man!" Sam shot a warning glare.

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Hello! I'm back. I had this random idea and I decided to show it to the world.

I'm not good at the Sam and Freddie fights, so they won't fight that much, unless someone can teach me how to be mean.

Songs are: Bubbly by Colbie Calliet and Beat It by Fall Out Boy. The "dar nar nar nar nar bar nar nar nar. Dar nar nar nar nar bar nar nar." is the guitar part, by the way.

ILY-:),

CarmenAmalia (carmen.bby.)