Author's Note: Thanks to felicarlyia, icecoffee18, and Lovin'Seddie for the reviews :)

Disclaimer: I do nay own iCarly, for it belongs to Schneider's Bakery, Viacom, and Nickelodeon.

Bacon

"Alright, eat up. Food's ready." Spencer carefully scrapped the food of his frying pan and placed it onto a plate. Carly grabbed the plate from him, setting it in the center of the dining table.

Sam reached over the table to grab a morsel, but her hand was quickly slapped away by Carly. "Hey! What did I tell you about reaching over the table like that? And don't use your hands- Use a fork or something."

"Gee, sorry, mom." Sam grumbled, sitting back in her chair as Carly handed the plate of food to Sam. Lately, it had become somewhat routine for Sam to spend her Saturday mornings at the Shay's. They offered good food and excellent service, free of charge. Sam didn't like withholding her full eating power, but if having some manners at the dining table was the cost to free food, she would survive.

"And don't eat all of it this time- We do have other foods, too." Spencer called out from the stove, cracking a few eggs into his hot pan.

"But Momma loves her ham..." Sam said sadly, imagining the plate of ham on her plate instead.

Suddenly, there was a quick knock at the door followed by Freddie bursting in. "Buenas dias, ladies." Freddie greeted, pulling up a chair to the table. "... And Spencer." Spencer shot Freddie a look before tending back to his cooking food. "Ooh this spread looks tasty."

"Oh, pass the bacon!" Sam called out, reaching over the table again. Freddie quickly complied, knowing how important bacon was the fiery blonde.

"Figures you'd want the bacon." Freddie scoffed as he watched Sam take more than 3 servings of bacon and placing it on her own plate. "Don't you ever get tired of bacon?"

Sam looked down at her full plate of bacon and ham. She shot back up, looking at the boyish brunette with a smile on her face. "Nope."

At the mention of bacon, Carly remembered something. "Hey." She called out to her two friends to get her attention.

Sam and Freddie both turned their heads to look at the sweet brunette, waiting for her to speak.

"Do you remember when Freddie brought you that bag of bacon that one day at school?"

Sam and Freddie turned their heads back to look at each other, trying to determine whether the other remembered that event.

Sam smirked, but looked back to Carly. "What about?"

Freddie also turned his attention back to Carly, confused as to why she suddenly brought this up. "Yea, what of it?"

"Well, I don't know- I just found it a little odd that Freddie would bring you a bag of bacon." Carly began, speaking to the dirty blonde. "I mean, you guys aren't ever nice to each other and Freddie never brings you bacon."

Sam understood what Carly said, so she turned to Freddie for an answer. "Well?"

"Well what?" Freddie asked, really not wanting to address the issue. "I just... I figured bringing Sam bacon would exempt me from a few punches from her."

Carly and Sam seemed to accept Freddie's answer, shrugging it off and proceeding to eat their breakfast. Carly dropped the question and began talking to Sam about her relatives that were apparently coming over for lunch that afternoon. Freddie breathed a sigh of relief, also digging into his own delicious platter of assorted meats.

After the scrumptious morning meal and a few short hours of hanging out and watching Saturday morning cartoons, Carly had started getting ready for her relatives' arrival.

"You want us to leave, Carls?" Sam called out from the couch, looking to the busy brunette.

Carly didn't look up from whatever task she was doing in kitchen. "Um, yea, actually. Sorry to kick you guys out."

"It's not a problem." Freddie replied, standing up from the lounge chair he was sitting in. Sam also followed suit and stood up, the two saying goodbye as they exited the apartment. Sam closed the door behind her, turning to face her other best friend.

"So..." Sam started.

"I'm just gonna go home and do some technical work on the show."

"Of course. Leave a nub to do 'nub things' I guess." Sam rolled her eyes. She took one step towards the hallway, but stopped in her tracks, calling out to the boyish brunette. "Wait- I wanted to ask you,"

"Yeah?" Freddie asked, taking out his keys.
"What was up with that bacon?"

"What bacon?"

"The bacon you brought me that day." Sam clarified.

Freddie was a little taken aback. He thought they already covered this. "We already went over this, Sam. It was so you wouldn't hurt me. A peace offering, if you will."

"Cut the chiz, Benson. Carly might not be able to tell when you're lying, but I can read you like a book." Sam retorted, shifting her stance, arms folded. "Tell me the truth."

Freddie sighed, exasperated, rolling his eyes. "Sam..."

"Don't 'Sam...' me; What were your real intentions behind your bacon?"

"I just wanted to do something nice for you!" Freddie almost shouted, his expression visibly angry.

Sam was dumbstruck. She just stared at Freddie and replayed what he just said in her head. "... Something nice?" Sam squeaked. "...For me?"

Freddie simply nodded.

A grin grew on Sam's face as she looked up at the boy who supposedly wanted to do something nice for her. She quickly placed a peck on Freddie's cheek, looking away from Freddie's shocked gaze. She mumbled something under her breath, too soft for Freddie to hear.

"W-What?" Freddie croaked, his cheek tingling.

"I said, 'you're sweet'!" Sam yelled, storming off down the hallway to the elevator. Freddie brought his hand up to his tingling cheek, a goofy grin forming on his face.

Maybe he would bring Sam bacon more often.

Author's Note: Nyuk nyuk nyuk~ :P