Hopefully I will get this chapter up tomorrow so that you guys don't have to wait ages for another chapter (like last time, I'm feeling really guilty about it).

SO here is the plan. First is Carly's POV, after the dotted line it is Wendy, then after the next dotted line it changes to Shane and then (finally) after the final dotted line it goes back to Carly.

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

"Okay Operation Band-Aid Buckett!" I said confidently to the group of weirdoes in front of me. Okay, in their defence they aren't weirdoes alone (well some of them are) but together they are. In our little group we have, a hot AV club member (Shane, but don't worry, I am NOT going there again), a germ ridden AV club member (Germy/Jeremy), school hunk (Jake), a normalish girl that does have weird habits(Wendy), a wrestler that can hardly string two words together (Duke), a half mental guy (Gibby) plus me. "We are positive that this plan is going to work so I need all of your cooperation!"

"YEAH!" Everyone shouted except Shane.

"We don't know this is going to work." He pointed out.

"Stop being such a pessimist Shane." Wendy scolded him. "It is going to work."

"Yeah yeah, we get it." I waved my hand impatiently at Shane who had opened his mouth to retort. "So, Shane do you have the website ready?"

"Check!" he said.

"Wendy, have you made sure Sam will be at your place at 5:30ish this evening?" I asked Wendy.

"Check!"

"And is Freddie going to be at your house at the same time?" I asked Shane.

"Check!"

"Is everyone else free to come to my house before 5:30?" I asked everyone else.

"CHECK!" they all shouted.

"Great!" I smiled. "Then there is no reason that this part of the plan should not work!"

"That's great and all." Shane said. "But what are we doing after this?"

"No idea!" I admitted. "We are making it up as we go along! It was fine last time."

"Yeah. This will work though. We are just going to see their answers and give them the results. It'll be sweet and hopefully they will be together by tomorrow morning. I mean the results are going to say; 'Don't lose something this good for a stupid reason. Call this person now!' aren't they?" Wendy pointed out.

"Okay," Gibby started. "Since you guys are so sure this is going to work. It's my idea next time!"

"No Gibby." I said.

"Aw man!" he whined.

"Okay Operation Band-Aid Buckett! LET'S DO THIS!" I said, shouting the last bit.

"YEAH!" they all shouted.

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We all left the AV room. Carly, Germy, Jake, Gibby and Duke going to her house. Shane going to his and I was going to mine. We were going to get Operation Band-Aid Buckett to work.

Seddie Buckett was going to be together by tomorrow morning!

"Do you think it's going to work?" Shane asked me as we walked in the same direction (we live on the same street).

"I hope so. They both seem so miserable without each other. Did you see that fight, or lack thereof, they had in biology?" I said.

"No, but I heard about it. Apparently Sam 'accidently' dropped a frog on Freddie's head."

"Yeah, but then he turned around, absolutely livid, I was sure he was going to start screaming, saw it was Sam and then sat down without a word."

"Man they are taking this break up pretty bad. Who knew of a day where Freddie wouldn't fight with Sam for some reason?"

"I reckon. They really just need to get together, and fast. I don't think Carly is going to be able to handle it for long. She was finding a bit awkward when they were dating, a nice awkward she said though. And I bet she is feeling even more awkward, a bad awkward this time, now they won't speak to each other."

"How can there be a bad awkward and a good awkward?" he almost laughed.

"Well you know," I tried to explain. "Like if two people kissed and they knew they both liked each other and then broke apart and feel into a silence it would be awkward wouldn't it? But it would be a good awkward because they were both happy with what happened. A bad awkward would be if two friends got into a massive fight one day and then they couldn't look at each other for days. That would be majorly awkward and it would be a bad awkward because friends shouldn't fight. And neither should couples. Especially perfect ones. Well Freddie and Sam should fight, it would be weird if they didn't, but not as much as they did and not for the stupid things they did."

"Wow you have a fascinating way of explaining things." Shane said.

"Thanks." I blushed and looked away. Blushing didn't really go with my hair colour.

"So when is the blonde haired demon arriving?" Shane asked me when once I had stopped blushing.

"Don't call her that!" I slapped him on the arm. "She is coming at 5ish. We are watching the CFC male final. What are you and Freddie doing?"

"He's coming to look at my new pear laptop. It has all these high-tech new features like-"

"Slow down there nerd boy, I don't really care. You just have to make sure that Freddie gives the answers, if you forget you are dead like that time with that other girl-." I said to him as I stopped at the gate to my house.

"Touché! I'll see you tomorrow." He called as he walked away.

"K. See ya!" And I walked up the front steps and into the house.

Okay, it was 4pm. I still had one hour to prepare for Sam to come over. After running down to the shops to get ham, beef jerky and other meats and after I had got the living room ready to watch the fight plus after I put away all the breakables in the living room (who knows what Sam would do)it was 5.

I had just collapsed on the couch when the door bell rang.

"COMING!" I shouted as I walked to the door. When I opened the door I saw the back of a blonde head. Sam wasn't looking at the door like I had expected, she was looking at the back of an average height, brunette guy walking down the street. Three guesses who it was, ding ding ding, we have a winner. It only took me two seconds to know it was Freddie heading to Shane's house. "Over him right?" I smirked.

Sam jumped around. "Totally. Just surprised his mother let him out of the house at this 'late' hour."

"Okay." I said. Thinking, yeah sure you are Sam. "Just come in." I stood back and let her in.

"There is ham right?" she asked.

"Of course! And beef jerky!" I told her.

"Mama does love the beef jerky." She said and walked into the living room. She knew where it was since her, Carly and I had done a project together for history last year about Queen Elizabeth I at my house. Well Carly and I had done a project; Sam lazed around and signed her name on it at the end.

"It starts in 10 minutes." I informed her.

"Sweet." She said through mouthfuls of ham.

"Charming." I smiled.

"Tanks." She managed through the meat in her mouth.

"That's fine." I laughed and turned on the TV.

About half an hour later (a/n sorry if this timing is unrealistic but I have no idea about timing for CFC fights) round one was over and one of the guys had been injured so they were taking a short break.

"Do you mind if check my emails?" I asked Sam. Gibby had sent me the link in an email.

"Not at all. But if there are any good quizzes or stuff on or whatever then I get to do them too!" she insisted.

"Sure." I smiled; this was going to make things a lot easier.

"Ergh, lots of emails from smilebook. Don't you just hate those little emails that pop up to tell you people have commented on your status?"

Sam grunted through a mouth of beef jerky this time.

"Oh, here's one." I clicked on the email from Gibby. "It's called. Are you truly over your ex?"

"But I already know I am." Sam swallowed her food and sat bolt upright on the couch she had been lying on.

"Can't hurt to check." I told her.

"Fine. Bring on the questions. But I get more ham on Monday at school from you."

"Sure." I reasoned. Ham was a good price to pay for the information I was going to be getting for Operation Band-Aid Buckett.

"Okay, question 1: what is your ex bf/gf's favourite colour?"

"What kind of stupid question is that?" she scoffed.

"I don't know. I didn't make the quiz. Just answer the question."

"Blue because it's the colour of the sea which he sees as some great escape or adventure." Sam said in one breath. Lucky I'm a fast typer.

"Awesome. Question 2: what was the reason your relationship ended with said bf/gf?"

"Because he showed up 5 minutes late for a movie without texting apologise and didn't bring ham to make up for it." Sam said as though this was a good reason.

"Um, sure. Question 3: Why did you go out with your ex bf/gf in the first place?" Oh that's a good one Carls.

"Um. I'm not too sure." She muttered with her head down, not looking at me. This was weird because she is usually a very good liar. She came third place in the Washington state lying competition you know!

"Yes you do Sam. It's only an anonymous quiz. No one is going to know what you said." I lied. When did I get so good?

"Well he's smart, stupidly funny, really sweet, he makes me want to laugh, cry and punch someone all at the same time, he is really dorky which is kind of attractive, his eyes are really nice, like the colour of ribs, his hair is really cute too, also our friends made a club to get us together and our second kiss was all because our best friend screamed at us how perfect we were for each other." She said this even quicker than the first question. Again, lucky I'm a fast typer.

"Fab. Okay, the next question, question 4 is: what was your reaction to him/her when you first met?"

"What a loser." She said without missing a beat.

I wanted to tell her that that wasn't what her first reaction was, but sadly, it probably was.

"Question 5: how do you act towards him/her now that you aren't going out?"

"We basically ignore each other and it's really awkward." She said, for once in her life I believed it was the truth.

"Okay then. Last question: do you want to get back together with this person?"

Sam sat there, starting at me for a few minutes. This blank expression on her face. She was thinking about this question and if she would tell me the truth.

I was about to say that she could trust me. Even though I would be sort of lying but she said the answer before I could.

"Yes." She whispered simply.

I clicked send.

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"Isn't it amazing?" I was saying to Freddie. It was 5:30ish and I was about to make him do the quiz thing that Carly and I had made, Gibby helped a bit but most of his suggestions were 'What is your opinion on shirtless dancing?' and I didn't think they were going to help Freddie and Sam get together. Plus Freddie, being the smart guy he is, and possibly Sam would work out that Gibby helped make the quiz. I mean, who else would talk about shirtless dancing?

"Yeah." He said is aw. "It's the coolest laptop EVER!"

"I know right?" I said. "Hey, do you mind if I check my emails? My cousin from New Zealand was going to send me something."

"No, not at all. You have a cousin from New Zealand?"

"Yeah." I bluffed. I had no such cousin in New Zealand. I had several in England but the rest were in America. "He's the same age as us. I only see him every couple of years so we email a lot."

"Cool. New Zealand is awesome."

"I know." I said as I clicked open my inbox. "Bummer." I said. "Only an email from Gibby."

"Chain letter?" Freddie questioned. "If it is then just delete it."

"But what about all that bad luck you had last year because of one?" I asked him. Apparently a whole lot of bad stuff happened to him after he refused to send the one about 'Conswelas Revenge!' I forwarded mine straight away!

"Nah, that was just Sa-"he started and then stopped.

"Ok then." I said, changing the topic. He looked grateful but little did he know that I was about to bring it up again. "Well this one is a quiz. Do you want to do it?"

"Sure. What's it about?"

"It is called 'Are you truly over your ex?'" I told him.

"Don't want to do it. I already know I am over her." He said hurriedly.

"Then you shouldn't be afraid to take it since you are 'totally' over Sam." He cringed at the name.

"Why would Gibby send you an email quiz about getting truly over you ex?" he asked me suspiciously. Rats, I forgot how smart he was.

"Because I was telling Gibby the other day," I made up "about this girl that I went out with while we were in New York for the holidays. He asked if I was over her and I said I was and he said the only way to be sure was to take this quiz. But since you're here and your breakup is way more recent, you can do it!"

I was seriously impressed with my lying skills there. Apparently I must have been spending too much time with Sam.

"Fine then." He grumbled. "What's the first question?"

"Question one: what is your ex bf/gf's favourite colour?" I asked him.

"Brown because it's the colour of gravy." He responded immediately.

"Nice. Question two: what was the reason your relationship ended with said bf/gf?"

"I was five minutes late for a movie and she blew it way out of proportion saying it was fine that I was late but I didn't text her to tell her and I didn't bring ham to apologise. We argued about it at our best friend's house which lead to us breaking up."

"I see. Question 3: why did you go out with your ex bf/gf in the first place?"

He looked away and didn't answer. His face went a bit pale and I could tell he was thinking about Sam.

"Ignoring the question is not going to make it go away." I told him. "And we are sitting here until you finished this quiz."

"Because she's funny, smart, determined, confident, she can also be sweet. She has the most amazing hair and her eyes are the most beautiful things I have ever seen. She is also really feisty which is really attractive for some reason. Her laugh is beautiful and I feel infuriated with her but I can't help but love her at the same time. Plus our friends started a club to get us together and we ended up having our second kiss because our best friend screamed at us about how perfect we were for each other." He said at top speed and I only just caught up with the typing.

"Okay. Question 4: what was your reaction to him/her when you first met?"

"Well she's a meany." I looked at him funny. "We were 9 okay?"

"Whatever you say mate." I said trying not to laugh.

"Just shut up." He grumbled but there was a glint of a smile in his eyes.

"Question 5: how do you act towards him/her now that you aren't going out?"

"We ignore each other." He said simply.

"Well that's where you're going wrong mate." I told him, he glared at me so I went on with the next question.

"This is the last question mate and you HAVE to answer honestly."

"Isn't that what I've been doing?" He smirked.

"Yes but this one is especially important." I nodded at him.

"Fine. What is it?" he asked.

"Question 6: do you want to get back together with this person?"

He looked at me with this sad look on his face. I didn't know what to make of it. But I could tell he was taking this break up with Sam pretty hard. I knew he blamed himself. All of this was from one look.

"Of course I do." He said softly.

I clicked send.

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"Carls? What are all these guys doing in my house? You are only allowed one guy in the house at one time!" Spencer said as he came into the iCarly studio where I was with Gibby, Germy, Jake and Duke. All of which had been here which was a bit weird. We all looked up at Spencer. "What are mermaid, sir sneeze-a-lot, evil heart throb and let's just break the wall in my apartment doing here?"

"Well mermaid, sir sneeze-a-lot, evil heart throb and let's just break the wall in my apartment are helping me with Operation Band-Aid Buckett." I said calmly even though Spencer looked like he was going to freak out. He freaked out enough when Griffin was in the same room, now it was 4 other guys.

"Alright then. But if any of you break her heart there will be cheese made with your brains!" he yelled and ran out of the room.

"Your brother is weird." Jake said.

"No making fun of my brother or there will be cheese made with your brains." I said menacingly "But yes, he is weird." I added.

"So how long do you reckon it's going to take for them to send us the stuff?" Gibby asked.

"Not achooh that achooh long." Germy sneezed.

"YEAH!" Duke yelled.

Suddenly my computer gave a bleep bleep and I looked at my inbox and I discovered I had two new messages.

"Got some messages guys. Come over here." I said to them. Jake came over from leaning on the car, Germy from some of Freddie's tech equipment, Duke from a bean bag and Gibby from dancing shirtless in the middle of the room. They all came over to the computer on Freddie's nerd cart.

We all looked at the results for a few minutes. Then quite suddenly we all shouted "YES!" at the same time. Sam and Freddie just HAD to get back together. I began typing my reply.

'You are clearly not over your ex boyfriend/girlfriend so go right now, call them up and tell them how you feel. You know it's the right thing to do and who knows, they may feel the same way. Either way, you'll feel better for it.'

I clicked send.

Operation Band-Aid Buckett has evidence and is not afraid to use it.

Author's note: hopefully this long and action packed chapter makes up for my short chapter with a long wait last time. I will try and update more frequently.

Thanks for the reviews. Please review if you read, it makes everything better.

I really hope you liked this chapter. Do you think this is going to work? Do you think Freddie or Sam will call each other? You will have to read more to find out!

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