iBlade

Chapter 3: iTalk with Freddie

I know, you guys were waiting for a wonderful girls' night out scene, but there has to be SOME SEDDIE before the huge one!

So yeah, this chapter is basically just about Sam and Freddie. They're talking about the upcoming situation. Mostly a filler chapter.

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Sam's POV

I knocked on Carly's door. And I didn't hear anything but some typing. "Freddie." I mumbled. It took me about 14 seconds to pick the lock with my special bobby pin. I burst open the door to see Frednub typing on his computer.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey." He said back. I looked at his laptop. It looked different.

"Is that the new DiVoglio 14ST? The one with Wifi-connectivity that you can use anywhere, and the one that's waterproof?" I quickly covered my mouth.

"Yeah." Freddie said, but he caught on. "How did you know about the new DiVoglio?" I banged my foot against the counter top.

"You caught me. I kinda like computers…a little! Anyways, how'd you get that?" I asked knowing the answer.

"I was opening my locker, and there it was. It said: From a friend. Probably Sean."

"He's your friend?"

"A little."

"Eww. Too nubby. Anyways, what are we gonna do about Carly?" I asked, sitting on the couch. "I mean, do we go up to her and confront her? Or what?" I put my feet up on the coffee table, and reached into some leftover popcorn.

"Get your feet off the table."

"Why? Carly's not home."

"Fine. I was thinking we should keep this to ourselves. It's obvious she's keeping this a secret-" I interrupted Fredward.

"And doing a pretty bad job of that," I said speaking the truth. I looked down at my feet, and realized I hadn't taken off my shoes. "Oh well." I thought.

"Anyways," Freddie said, plopping down next to me. "If we confront Carly, and we're wrong, it would be embarrassing.

"How could we be wrong? They were lip smackin' and love makin'!" I stared at his dweeby face. Actually, it didn't look so dweeby since his voice changed. It was actually kind of, handsome! No Sam don't! You're a Puckett! Puckett's don't like nubby dweeby handsome strong…! No! I do not have a crush on Fredhot Benson! I mean Fredward! GAAAH!

"There are ways." I smirked at his little comment. What a nub...

Freddie's POV

Spencer suddenly walked into the room with a giant bunny on his head.

"Spencer-" he shushed me.

"This is Socko's birthday present. We are going to buy him a new RV-"

"A recreational vehicle?" I interjected.

"Yes, Freddo, and then I'm gonna surprise him with this bunny named Mr. Flisswhiskers! If only he could get off of my HEAD!" Sam ran to the couch, jumped on it, and flung to Spencer, tearing the little rabbit off his head.

"Here you go." she said, handing Spencer the demon rabbit.

"Thanks," he said, and left the room.

"How did you learn to...?" I asked confused.

"My mom dated a bunny circus director. Not the best she could've done." I shivered at the thought of Mrs. Puckett dating. Her gruesome features, and short blonde hair covered in barbeque sauce and smelled of liquor. She always wore non-matching outfits and clown costumes.

"So, where were we?" I asked. I guess I sounded too seductive because Sam made a disgusted face. "I mean, in the conversation."

"We were having a conversation? I don't think so Benson." Sam said walking to the Shay's refrigerator. She pulled out some Peppy Cola, and threw one at me when I wasn't looking. It hit my face.

"Ow Sam!"

"Geez Fredination. Don't get your toes knuckled up."

"Okay Sam, if you pull one more thing on me, your toast! I've been working out!" I said flexing my muscles.

"Ooooo Freddie, I'm soooooo scared." Sam said sarcastically. She ran up the stairs screaming like a fake little girl.

"Yeah, you better run." I opened up the Peppy Cola, and it sprayed me in the face! "SAM!" I yelled. Her head poked out from behind the corner.

"Hey, you brought that on yourself!" Sam yelled. I ran up and chased her up to the iCarly studio and grabbed her waist. I caught her. She laughed, and turned around, then had a strait face. I did too, just looking at her.

"hey you guys!" Carly burst in, and Sam and I retracted and pretended we were fighting.

"You filled my bra with quick dry glue, you nub!" She yelled.

"Yes, but you stuffed rotten bologna down my pants!" I yelled back.

"HEY!" Carly yelled not that loudly. "Let's rehearse."

After rehearsal, Sam and Carly left for their girl's night out. And I wished Sam would come back.

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