iCarly Fan-Fiction: iPC

Chapter 2

iCarly Studio

"Oh, Dear." Freddie mumbled "Carly, I hate to break it to you but you appear to be trapped in the computer"

-Can't you just turn the Reality-1 on and zap me out?- Carly yelled.

"It broke" Sam murmured grumpily at Freddie.

-Virus C detected - releasing viral munchers-

From the top of the Screen several small blue orbs emerged

"Carly, if I were you, I'd Run, my anti-virus system thinks your a virus, and will kill you, for real!" Freddie yelled

-Can't you just turn it off!-

"I'm afraid once it locks on to a target, it won't stop until that target's gone. Try running into one of the folders" Freddie yelled

-How?-

"They should work the same way as the power ups" Freddie yelled "Ok viewers this is not a fake thing, Carly really is trapped in a computer, and is in danger of being killed"

he said, turning his attention back to the webshow "So we're going to have to finish early"

He watched as Carly made contact with the Webshow's folder, and disappeared.

The Apartment

After explaining what had happened to Carly to Spencer (Even though he wasn't listening), Freddie transferred the Webshow's file to Spencer's home computer, and rigged up the headsets to talk to Carly.

Webshows Folder

Carly became aware that the viral muncher's hadn't followed her, she also became aware that the Webshow Folder been transferred to another computer, most likely her home computer since it was the nearest one to the Studio.

-Whoa! -

Carly suddenly noticed her surroundings, it all looked like somewhere from that movie Tron to her. Surrounding her were all sorts of video files for the webshow, as well as the exit back to the desktop, which now

lead to the home computer.

"Carly, we put you onto your home PC and registered you as not being a virus, so you can come out now" The voice was distant and echoey, but she could tell it was Sam.

If she was going to be trapped in a computer for the rest of her life, she might as well take a look around first. Carly turned back and walked through the return link.

The Apartment

"There you are!" Freddie exclaimed, seeing Carly materialize on the desktop.

-Guys you have no idea how cool it is in there, it all looks like stuff from that movie, Tron. This is all so incredibly awesome. If I'm going to be stuck in here for the rest of my life, I might as well...-

"Guys, no-one should able to talk that quickly, I think she having an Internet fuelled adrenalin rush." Spencer exclaimed. As he said this Carly stopped talking abruptly, and collapsed on the bottom of the desktop.

She was clearly out of breath.

Once she'd got her breath back, Carly stood up.

-So, what do you think caused the machine to malfunction- she asked.

"I think it was Nevel!" Sam exclaimed.

"You can't blame everything on Nevel" Freddie retorted.

"Yes, I can actually"

-I don't think it was Nevel, if he wanted to kiss me, why would he trap me in a computer-

"Good Point" Spencer cut in "Now who wants some Spaghetti Tacos?" He had obviously not been listening when Freddie had told him that his little sister was trapped in a computer.

"Spencer, there's no time for spaghetti tacos!" Freddie exclaimed, gesturing towards the screen.

"What do you mean?" Spencer looked at the screen "Oh, right!"

Whilst Freddie explained to Spencer what had happened (again!), and Sam watched the look on Spencer's face become more and more confused looking, Carly was left on her own.

She had started feeling hungry when Spencer had mentioned Spaghetti Tacos, so had found some pictures of them, and started eating.

She soon realized this had been a bad idea. Even though it tasted like Spaghetti Tacos, it was filled with data. This data had gone to Carly's head, and was giving her a headache.

-Urghh, I don't feel so good-

Freddie had returned to the computer by this point and upon seeing the image with a hole in it, realized what Carly had done.

"Carly, I don't think that was a very good idea" Freddie spoke into the microphone.

-I guessed, I've got a splitting headache-

Carly staggered back and forth, before collapsing on the ground.

"Carly, don't black out!" Freddie paused "I've got an Idea"

Freddie quickly found a picture of a first-aid kit, hoping it would have the opposite effects.

Carly managed to look up to see the kit being dragged towards her, before she blacked out.

This Chapter is shorter than the last one, since I've got fewer ideas for the immediate future of this story, since most of my ideas are for bits a bit later on.