A/N: Thank you for the wonderful views and the reviews. So I think I'll continue with the story I'm writing. On with the story.


Freddie walked in the school half-asleep and was wearing a black jacket with a skull and cross bones on it that's unzipped. Freddie looked at Carly and Sam.

"Hey." Freddie said and Sam looked at Freddie's jacket actually liking it. Freddie started to ignore them and started to think about Sam.

"Why did your mom needed you home early?" Carly asked and Freddie looked at her.

"What?" Freddie said confused and wondered what she said.

"I said why did your mom need you home early," Carly repeated.

"She needed to talk about something." Freddie said and stared off into space thinking of his dad.

"Fredrella." Sam said and Freddie looked at her.

"What?" Freddie said used to Sam's insults and heard much worse from his dad.

"Day dreaming about Carly?" Sam mocked and Freddie was unfazed.

"No," Freddie said. "Thinking about something else." Sam nodded and wondered why Freddie decided to dress in black. Sam looked at Freddie's jacket and the bell rang. The two girls walked off and Freddie walked to his class sleepily. Freddie sat at a desk and ended up falling asleep for the first time.


Sam and Carly were wondering where Freddie is at. Freddie walked in wearing a black shirt with a red skull and cross-bones on it under the unzipped jacket. Freddie wasn't paying attention to them.

"Where were you?" Carly asked and Freddie looked at her confused.

"What?" Freddie asked.

"I wanted to know where you were." Carly repeated.

"Detention," Freddie said.

"Why?" Sam asked a little amused at the idea.

"Falling asleep in class." Freddie said and Sam looked at Freddie's shirt.

"What's with the shirt?" Sam asked and Freddie looked down at his shirt confused.

"Just something new." Freddie said and walked to the fridge. Freddie pulled out two bottles of tea and walked to the counter. Freddie handed one to Sam who grabbed it.

"Thanks Fredwuss." Sam said and Freddie ignored that comment.

"Where's my ice tea?" Carly asked.

"You wanted one?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah." Carly said confused.

"Oh," Freddie said and thought about it. "These are the last ones anyway." Sam did a spit take and looked at Freddie. "Why did you do that?"

"Nothing. Just a thought I had." Sam said and Freddie just smiled a little at her. Freddie looked at Spencer and Gibby walk in.

"Nice shirt and jacket Fred-O." Spencer said.

"Thanks," Freddie said.

"Grab the bottle bot," Gibby asked.

"What are you going to do with it?" Sam asked confused.

"Take it into an art museum." Spencer said and Gibby took his shirt off. Sam, Freddie, Spencer and Carly just watched Gibby as he grabned the bottle bot. Spencer grabbed the bottle bot and they walked to the elevator. Carly pressed the button on the elevator and the two went inside the elevator. Carly pressed the down button and walked out of the elevator.

"Hey. Has anyone noticed that Ms. Briggs got that big brown lump off her cheek removed?" Freddie asked and they thought about it, then shuddered at the same time. Freddie started to think about his dad and how he was to visit him, which Freddie didn't want to do. Freddie remembered how he was abused by his dad and was snapped out of his thoughts by Sam.

"You need to stop fuzzing out us when we're talking about what we're going to do on iCarly," Sam said.

"Oh. How about we do a Messin' With Lewbert?" Freddie said. "Like we give him a sandwich with hot stuff in it and watch him scream. Then we put jar of jalapeno juice on his desk and watch him run around looking for something to drink to cool his mouth off."

Sam actually liked Freddie's idea, "Sure."

"Well that is mean burning Lewbert's mouth." Carly said and the other two looked at her with a similar confused expression. "Let's do it." Freddie found that a little gross.


Freddie is sitting on the blue beanbag chair wearing black pants with the black clothes he was wearing earlier. Sam is sitting on the red beanbag chair and Carly on the purple beanbag chair.

"My head hurts," Freddie said.

"How badly?" Sam asked.

"It feels like I have a hangover," Freddie said.

"I don't know what scares me the most. That you actually pay attention to me, know what a hangover is, your wearing black or that your head started hurting worse." Sam said and Freddie looked at Sam.

"I scare you?" Freddie asked a little amused.

"No," Sam said. "I just find it a little odd that's all."

Freddie shrugged, "Okay then." Freddie thought about something. "How's your mom?"

"Still the worst." Sam said and Freddie almost went deep in thought.

"Who's going to make the sandwich to put on Lewbert's desk?" Carly asked.

"I made it and I'm going to have some guy put it on his desk along with the jalapeno juice." Freddie said, "I'll be right back."

"Bring me ham," Sam said.

"Got it." Freddie said and closed the door while Carly was trying to tell him something.

"Something's wrong with Freddie," Sam said.

"How do you know?" Carly asked.

"First off, he ignores you, second he got detention, third he gave me tea and fourth if you haven't noticed he's wearing black." Sam said and decided to get to the bottom of what's happening to Freddie.


A/N: Here you go people. Three pages of this story and sorry for the delay. Hope you like this chapter. Do you want me to write the next chapter about the wacky ways that Gibby and Spencer try to get the bottle bot in the museum? Review me your answer.