Thanks for the reviews, favorites and all from last time. This time, we'll have a Seddie date, some fluffiness and Sam will hatch a plan.
And kudos to Mike 2101 for picking up on my 'Elderly Achers' insertion. I thought it seemed a bit funnier that way; old people with aches and pains, just as you suggested.
Chapter 4
Normal POV
"Are you two really back together, like, as in, an actual couple?" Carly asked in a voice two full octaves higher than she normally talks.
"Yeah. What can I say, he worked his dorkish charms on me, next thing you know, we're back together." Sam replied with a smirk and Freddie kissed her cheek.
"Well, I still need to take her out on an official date. I just got the bandages off my foot this afternoon, so hopefully we can do that real soon, so we can say we're actually dating." Freddie added.
"Wait, bandages on your foot, how bad did you get hurt?" Carly asked.
"I still have a cast on my wrist." Freddie held up his arm in front of the camera. "Ow, gotta quit doing that."
"So tell me again what happened, I thought you fell into a pool of fish?" The brunette was just not sure how any fish short of a great white could cause a person to be put in a cast.
"Not just any fish, these were Kansas Razorback Tuna." Freddie said.
"And they're dangerous?" Carly asked. "That's what Spencer said he just bought from some kid in L.A."
Freddie and Sam looked at each other and both started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Carly was not sure what the joke was.
"It's just that when Dice said he found a guy to buy the fish and he was from Seattle, my first thought was Spencer." Sam laughed after a few minutes of laughing.
"Me too." Freddie gasped for breath, between laughs.
"I guess someone had better warn him." Carly worried.
"Why? Fifty bucks says he sets them on fire before he has them a full day." Sam smirked.
"Those stiknin' fish deserve whatever Spencer dishes out." Freddie cracked.
"Soooo, where are you taking Sam on your first official date?"
"I was thinking about a steakhouse. Or maybe Cheesecake Factory." Freddie suggested and looked at Sam.
"Welllll, I'm always up for food, but I was sort of hoping there would be a movie involved, too." Sam added. "Preferably something that sucks, you know so no one else is there and we pretty much have a nice dark movie theater all to ourselves to make out in."
"Sam, you can't make out on your first date." Carly was shocked at her friend's intentions. "You're not that kind of girl."
"Not like they haven't been making out on an hourly basis for over a week now." Cat added from the other side of the counter, out of camera shot.
"Cat! Drink your milk and go to bed." Sam groaned.
Carly began to laugh. "You told Cat to drink her milk."
Sam and Freddie missed the joke and just looked confused.
"Cat. Milk. You give a cat milk." Carly tried to explain.
"Ummmm, yeah." Freddie said. Sam just rolled her eyes.
"Well excuse me for not having a team of comedy writers beside me." Carly defended.
The trio talked for about an hour before signing off because it was getting late in California and Carly had a study session to get to. Freddie and Sam snuggled up on the couch and watched TV, falling asleep in each other's arms. It was nearly four in the morning when Sam roused herself and trudged off to bed, after tucking in a heavily sleeping Freddie on the couch. What neither of them realized was that Cat had snuck out an hour earlier and took pictures of them sleeping there wrapped around each other. The pictures weren't anything too out of the ordinary except for the placement of Sam's left hand which had slipped from his chest to an area extremely close to his belt line.
The next morning, Cat left for school and a couple of hours later Sam and Freddie headed out on their date. First stop, a late breakfast. Next up was a shopping trip to the mall. Sam was never one to spend a lot of time at the mall, but she needed to make a stop at build a bra for over a week now. She also wanted to see Freddie's reaction to some of her choices in undergarments, especially since she wanted to buy something special just for him. Sure, they were 'taking it slow', but sooner or later, she wanted to surprise him with something he'd never forget.
By the time the afternoon matinees were ready to start, the couple were in the theater lobby trying to decide on which movie to see. "This one looks totally stupid." Sam said pointing to a poster of a movie with some Australian actor holding a chainsaw and standing over the dead body of a mutant chicken-bear hybrid.
"How about this one?" Freddie motioned toward an ad for a sci-fi film about life on a space station cut off from communication with Earth and on a collision course with a comet.
"Nope." I've already watched Galaxy Wars with you twice since you got out of the hospital, no more space movies for a while."
"Actually, we watched the original and the second prequel." Freddie corrected.
Sam simply glared at him. "C'mon. No one will be watching this cheese fest, we'll have the theater all to ourselves. Now lets go get our tickets and a wheelbarrow load of popcorn."
After watching the movie, making fun of it MST3K style for a while, making out for almost an hour and going through not one, but two, huge buckets of popcorn, they left for home. "Guess we'd better pick up a pizza or something instead of stopping to eat." Sam suggested looking at the time as soon as they got in the car. "Cat probably has her hands full with this girl named April we keep every other Wednesday. She's a sweet kid, but if you turn your back, she's always trying to pull something sneaky."
"That sounds familiar."
"What was that?"
"Oh, um, I was just wondering how you have room for anything?" Freddie tried to get his foot out of his mouth.
"Well, I did have to share my popcorn with my nubby boyfriend." She shot back with a jab to his shoulder.
"All right, guess I'm up for takeout. How about Chinese?"
"Good call, nubby boyfriend. Call Cat and ask her what she wants. I'd call but I promised her I wouldn't call or text while driving."
By the time April's dad came to pick her up, they had all eaten their fill of Chinese takeout and April had managed to hide Cat's cell phone and science notebook from her. The tween girl had also attempted to hide Sam's motorcycle helmet but the blonde was too smart for her.
Sam was now seated on the couch, getting comfortable with a bag of chips and Freddie was as the far end giving her a foot massage.
"If you two are going to sleep all snuggled up like last night , why don't you just sleep in Sam's bed." Cat said innocently from the kitchen, frantically searching for her phone in all the cupboards. "I won't peek I promise."
"I don't think that would be proper, Cat." Freddie said.
"I'm with Fredweird on this one, Cat. We've only just got back together, it's too soon for us to be sharing a bed, even if all we're doing there is actually sleeping." Sam informed her young friend. "What are looking for, anyway?"
"My cell phone." Cat replied and kept opening cupboard doors and searching. "But you sleep all wrapped around each other on the couch. And if I could find my phone, I'd show you how cute you two look together."
They shrugged it off and Freddie went to take a shower. When he returned from the bathroom he offered to help Cat search and before long he discovered her phone in the dishwasher, fortunately for her, they hadn't started the dishes yet. Cat then pulled up the three pictures she had snapped the night before and showed them to Sam.
Sam just looked at them and handed the phone to Freddie, but when he saw them he turned bright red. Freddie didn't say anything in front of Cat, but once the younger girl left the room, he turned to Sam.
"Did you see those pictures?"
"Yep, she's right we do look kind of cute like that way." She shrugged
"No, that's not what I mean. Did you see the third one, where your hand was. You were practically groping me." Freddie was clearly embarrassed and hoping Cat wasn't planning to post the pictures anywhere public, especially where his mother might see.
"I wasn't groping you, Fredstud and if I did, you'd know it." Sam smirked and kissed him quickly. "Now, back to that foot massage." She plopped her feet in his lap again.
The next day Freddie was helping Cat with her homework at the kitchen table when Sam got a call from her twin sister. Seeing Mel's name on the caller id, she snuck off to her room to talk in private.
"Guess who's coming to L.A. for two weeks." Melanie squealed as soon as Sam answered.
"By the sounds of your voice, you."
"I got picked for an exchange student program with UCLA, can you believe it. I can't wait to get there, we have so much catching up to do."
"Yeah, it'll be great seeing you again, you weren't here long enough last time. Hey, since you're coming here already, how about helping me pull a prank." Sam suggested. As much as she loved Freddie, she couldn't help but take advantage of this opportunity and her devious wheels were already turning.
"Cat already knows about me, we got her last time I was there, remember."
"No, not Cat. Frednerd."
"You mean Freddie? Benson?"
"The one and only."
"How's that going to work? You live in L.A., he's in Seattle. Carly told me he was going to school there because his mom didn't want him leaving home." Mel said, confused at what her sister had in mind.
"Well, he's in L.A. now, sister dear. As a matter of fact he's sitting in my apartment right now." Sam smirked.
"Oh, come on. Why would he be sitting in your apartment of all the places in the world he could be."
"He's in L.A. visiting his girlfriend." Sam said, trying not to give it away just yet.
"Aw, Sammy. I'm sorry. I always hoped you guys would get back together. Are you OK with all this."
"Of course I am, I'm the one he's visiting." Sam said quickly with a smile, sounding more girly than Mel had ever heard her.
Mel left out a squeal. "I knew you guys would get back together. When did it happen. Did he come to L.A. and sweep you off your feet? Give me all the details. Well, maybe not all the details."
"OK, first of all, there are no details in that department, we only just got back together and we're taking it slow. But, actually Cat called him to come down because she wanted to hang out with him and make me jealous because I was hanging out with one of her friends from school."
"Aww, you were jealous. How sweet."
"Hey, Mama ain't sweet. But it did bother me when I saw him hanging out with her. Anyway, Freddie ended up getting hurt and he was actually in the hospital for a few days. Crazy doesn't want him flying home until he's all healed up, so he's staying here with me and I guess we just came to realize we still have feelings for each other and ended up going out."
"How long ago did this happen."
"He came down a couple of weeks ago but we just had out first date yesterday. We spent lots of time hanging out the last week or so since he got out of the hospital, though."
"Hanging out or making out?" Mel asked.
"Maybe a little bit of both." Sam confessed.
"He has nice lips, doesn't he?"
"Yes, but can you please stop reminding me that you've kissed him."
"Sam, it was years ago, even before you guys dated the first time. Besides, it was just a kiss, it's not like we made out or did anything serious."
"Yeah, I know, but it's just weird to think that he kissed my twin sister."
"Alright, sorry, forget I said anything, I'm just glad you guys finally got back together."
"Yeah, and we're really happy together, too. I know we've only just got back together, but he's different, it's like he's not so much of a nub. And he's been working out. Seriously, you should see him, he's kinda hot."
"Hey, I always thought he was cute. I would have went out with him in a heartbeat but you beat me to him."
"OK, enough of this chizzy girl talk, on to the pranking plans." Sam suggested.
Sam emerged from the solitude of the bedroom a while later with a huge smirk on her face.
"What have you been up to?" Freddie asked. "I know that look. Should I be worried."
"She always looks like that." Cat said and kept working on her homework.
"No. This is the look she gets when she's up to no good." Freddie replied as Sam stuck her tongue out at the two before taking a seat with them at the table and popping open a bottle of Blue Dog soda.
"So you're not going to tell us." He asked again a minute later after checking Cat's progress.
"You're just being paranoid, Fredbag." Sam said. "I'm smiling because I was just talking to my sister on the phone."
"Oh, now I get it. You're on the Melanie kick again."
"Melanie's real, Freddie. I just talked to her. You've met her, Cat. Tell him."
"Huh, oh Melanie. Yeah, she looks just like Sam only, um, girly." Cat looked up from her homework and stated innocently.
"Hey, I look like a girl. What do you call these." Sam cracked back, pointing her thumbs to her chest.
"So now you've got her in on it, too." Freddie then turned to the young red head. "I'm not stupid, Cat. I met 'Melanie' a couple of years ago." Freddie said with air quotes. "You know what, if you two are going to try to make a fool out of me, I'm going over there, you can do your algebra homework on your own." Freddie got up and went over to the couch.
"What's his problem?" Cat asked innocently.
"He thinks Melanie isn't real." Sam told her young friend. This was all working out too well, all she had to do was keep it up and she knew she could thoroughly drive him crazy without even trying. "I don't care if he doesn't believe me. I still love him, even if he thinks I'm making up my own twin sister."
Sam went over to the couch and sat down beside Freddie and put her arm around him. "I'm sorry Fredlove, I should know by now I can't fool you, you're too smart." She whispered with a bat of her eyelashes and a nuzzle to his ear.
Freddie couldn't help but shiver at the kiss as he smirked at his victory, painfully unaware of what she had in store for him. Cat simply looked shocked at their PDA and returned to her homework. Sam smirked to herself, knowing that her plan was now firmly set into action.
What does Sam have in store for Freddie? Won't be too bad, I promise.
