A/N: So this is my next installment. I tried to finish this in a very busy week and now I am free to write again. Christmas Vacation so Yay! This drabbles/oneshot will only be updated until Christmas, after that no more stories for this installment until next Christmas season. That means I'll probably updating my TGIG( the good in goddbyes) after Christmas.
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly and the song that inspired this fic.
-Any resemblance of the plot to another story is purely coincidental. I do not mean to offend/disappoint/aggravate anyone at all-
iSaw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause
It was 2'o clock in the evening. Freddie Benson was sneaking down the stairs while his wife, the new Mrs. Benson, Sam, was watching the kids making sure they're asleep. Freddie was still dressed as Santa Clause though because if ever he gets caught at least they would think his Santa Clause. Sam never approved of this though. When her father left which was when she was five, she was already told that Santa clause wasn't real and it was really hard for her. However, Freddie's convincing power increased after they got married and had two kids named Charlie and Alex.
Freddie took a bite from the cookies the kids and Sam made earlier. He drank the milk and went to place some gifts under the Christmas tree. It was then, Sam decided to fool around. She walked downstairs and gasps. Freddie turned his face to look at her.
"Oh my gawd! It's Santa Clause" She said with fake amazement.
"HO!HO!HO!HO!" Freddie said imitating Santa's laugh. Sam dramatically ran to Freddie, putting her hands on his arms. Sam raised her eyebrow seductively
"I never knew Santa Clause was so hulky" She said. Freddie chuckled.
"Well, I guess Santa did some work out before coming to see you my dear" He said and they both laughed.
"You know, I have always wondered what it's like to kiss a white bearded man" Sam said biting her lips looking at Freddie's eyes. Sam raised her head and saw mistletoe. She looked at Freddie raising her eyebrow.
"Well then I guess you are about to know" He smirked. They proceeded kissing. Both of them having fun did not notice that their son, Charlie, was sneaking downstairs trying to see if Santa was there. The 6 year old boy on the stairs' eyes widened. His mouth fell as he saw her mom kissing Santa Clause. He stayed right in his place not sure if he should tell his daddy about this scene. He did not want his parents to be divorce because his dad for sure will be mad if he knew that his wife was kissing a Santa. Alex, their 4 year old daughter was awakened by the door her brother left open. As young as she was, she couldn't sleep with the lights on.
"What are you doing?" She asked her brother in that cute little voice while she rubs her eyes.
"Shh!" He said. Alex gasped.
"Is Santa there already?" She asked.
"Alex! Get back in your room" He whispered leading her sister back to the room. "Go to bed" He said.
"But I want to see Santa!" She whined loudly. Charlie looked at his mom once more to see that they still did not stop kissing and laughing at the same time.
"Santa's not here though" He lied. He looked again and he saw that they stopped kissing and they were just laughing. Freddie imitated the Santa laugh once more and Alex heard him.
"OH MY GAWD! He's already here!" She said as she ran downstairs pushing pass his brother.
"SANTA!" She said hugging Santa clause. Sam laughed. Charlie approached her mom and taps her.
" Mom. Can I ask you something?" He said.
"Sure" She said her hands on her waist.
"Why were you kissing Santa?" Charlie said looking at his mother. Sam was smiling and Charles can't help but wondering why. She started laughing and they all looked confuse.
"Okay Charlie, let's go upstairs." Sam smiled. "Santa, you're coming with us. Alex, go to your room" She said
"BUT MOM! I want to talk to Santa too!" She whined stomping her feet.
"Yeah well, maybe tomorrow." Sam said
"Is he even going to be here tomorrow?" She asked crossing her arms.
"No, now go to bed or Santa isn't going back" Sam said smirking.
"FINE!" She said stomping to her room. The three persons left went to the master's bedroom. Charlie looked around and saw his dad was nowhere to be found. He scrunched his eyebrows the same way his father does. He looked around and still no signs of his father.
"Where's dad?" He asked
"I am you're dad" Freddie replied
"No, you're not. You're Santa" He said. "And I saw you kissing my mom so now I hate you!" Charlie continued. Freddie smiled.
"That's because she's my wife." He took of his fake facial hair and his hat. Took of the pillow underneath his costume and threw it on the bed. "See" he smirked.
"DAD!" He said running to his dad hugging him. "Why are you dressed like Santa?"
"Because Santa isn't real" Sam said straight to the point.
"Sam!" Freddie hissed.
"Well, he has to know! He's already Six and he still believes in that fat, red suited, gift-giving, bearded man." She said.
"So all this timeā¦. It was.." He said not really minding if he's been lied to.
"Oh" that was all the words that came out of his mouth.
"Don't tell your sister, okay?" Freddie said.
"Okay. Anyway, goodnight mom, goodnight dad!" He said walking towards the door. He ran back hugging his parents. Sam raised her eyebrow as Charlie whispered to his dad.
"I was so scared I thought you were really Santa and that you were ruining the relationship of.. well you and mom. Good thing you told me the truth" He said. Freddie chuckled as his son exited the room.
"What did he say?" Sam asked with curiosity. Freddie shrugged
"He said he wants to have a new sibling tonight" Freddie smirked. Sam rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at him.
"Change your clothes and go to bed Freddie" Sam said plopping herself into bed. Freddie laughed and changed only to his boxer shorts.
He can't help but think that if ever Santa was real, he owes him a lot for granting him his wish.
Freddie's letter to Santa(December 24, 1997):
My only wish this Christmas is that when I get older, I wish I would get married to the girl next door, or at least to someone I really am close too. I wish we'll have two to three kids and then live a happy and peaceful life. I wish to have a decent job and have a very loving yet teasing wife. Thanks Santa! And please tell Jesus, Happy birthday! Please give me a perfect adult life!
So, that's the second entry or whatever! XD hahahaha! I hope you like it and have a Merry Christmas to you all! :) Where are you guys spending the holiday? ;)
