A/N: So this is an odd chapter. Spencer's POV, but it's more like the rare glimpses of Serious Spencer that we catch, rather than the absurdity that is Spencer himself - I'm not sure I have the ability to give the writers of iCarly, and of course the amazing acting of Jerry Trainor justice to that side of Spencer. Also, on a happy side note, my exam today was super easy, and my last one is tomorrow.
Time
Spencer's POV
"I just don't understand why they hate each other so much!" Carly reached a high pitch with her scream, and I flinched, my poor, troubled little sister. "I mean, Sam's my best friend, you know that, right?" and I nodded, figuring it would be best to save my advice for after Carls had calmed down a little, "And Freddie's a good guy – so why can't they just be friends? It's driving me crazy," she heaved a big sigh and flopped down on our couch.
I moved to sit beside her, and smiled, "I'm sure they'll become friends, you just need to give it some time."
"I can't believe it," Carly stared open-mouthed as she climbs down the stairs. "Sam went to apologize to Freddie – after she admitted she hasn't kissed anyone on our web show… I can't believe it… Spencer, does this mean they're friends?"
"Do you think Sam would apologize if they weren't friends, kiddo?" and Carly shook her head, "I told you It would just take some time."
"Freddie gave up his year- long school-at-sea cruise for Sam." Carly informed me nearly two years later.
"He did?" I asked, only mildly surprised.
"Yeah, apparently Missy's not the person she used to be, and Freddie was protecting Sam – though he claimed he was just protecting iCarly,"
"I told you they'd end up friends," I remarked, glibly, after all, I had been right.
"I already knew they were friends, and so did Sam – I mean she has apologized to him after all," she paused, "It was about time Freddie admitted it though,"
"So, it took him a little more time," I announced, "Sometimes boys are slower than girls at this sort of thing."
After I freed them from the duct-tape, Sam tore out of the room and up the stairs, locking herself in the bathroom, and Freddie fled to the safety of his apartment. "I still can't believe they kissed and didn't tell me about it!" Carly complained, "I tell them everything! And they both kept a huge secret from me!"
"Carly," I began.
"I mean … why wouldn't they tell me?" she whined.
"Maybe because they thought you react like this?" I suggested, quietly, though my little sister still heard.
"What do you mean?" Carly questioned crossly, her eyes daring me to suggest something like she was jealous.
"Well, you did spazz out, a little, kiddo," I told her, "Sam and Freddie kissed because they didn't understand what the whole big deal was – then, when you find out you make this whole big deal about it, it's the last thing they wanted."
"I don't understand Spencer, why would you kiss someone if you didn't like them?" Carly asked another good question, "I don't care what those two say, no one ever kisses just to "get it over with", and I just don't get it." Carly motioned the air quotes when she said, "Get it over with."
"Maybe they don't know that they like each other yet," I hinted.
Carly laughed, "I don't believe it, they're way too different, complete opposites in every single way."
I raised an eyebrow, "Think of magnets – opposites attract now don't they? I bet if we give it enough time." Carly had protested then, and part of me thinks it's because she was scared of how her relationship with her two best friends would change, and partly because even though she didn't feel the same way Freddie did about her, she still was flattered by his constant affection.
Lately, I had noticed the way Sam had been acting. Different, yet still herself, it was odd that she should want to see a movie with Brad and Freddie, and I let Carly know that I thought it was weird, she agreed. However, after my sister and I had eaten dinner, and I had been given a very vague run-down of what was going to happen Saturday night, Carly had announced she was going up to her room, to jot down a few new ideas for iCarly on her new pack of hot pink index cards.
I flicked on the TV, though my mind was still on Sam and Freddie, and whispered as a commercial break ended and a show I liked came back on, "It's about damn time!"
A/N: I've always liked the idea of Spencer as a Seddieshipper. I don't know why exactly, maybe because he's older but he spends so much time with these kids that he can see things they don't realize yet. Maybe it's because Spencer has always been a support system for not only his little sister, but for Sam as well, and he want her to be happy. I don't know why, but I like it.