The show must go on
by NihilisticAmbition313
Disclaimer: I love you Nick, please don't sue
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#9-"The fetus position"
Freddie's view
I'm going to be a big brother...
That thought repeated in my mind over and over again.
I tried to be happy because I'd always wanted to be a big brother, but the way this baby came about just left a really sour taste in my mouth. I wasn't angry with Mom or Spencer for that matter, but I wasn't thrilled with them either. I wanted to call Sam and talk to her about it, but I'd already put enough of Mom's business on the street. Not that I was worried Sam would go blabbing to the world about it, but I didn't think it was good to tell her.
I sat at my desk with my elbows on the surface, chin cupped in my hands, staring at the wallpaper on my computer monitor. It was a painting of a unicorn hopping over a rainbow, surrounded by a bunch of glitter and stars and stuff. It was not originally my wallpaper, nor would I have ever used it under normal circumstances. It was Carly's wallpaper, and I adopted it to remember her by.
That reminded me of the bracelet I took from her room. I still hadn't taken it out of my pants pocket.
I went over to the spot on the floor where I left my pants from yesterday and retrieved the bracelet. I rubbed the purple beads with my thumb and thought of my best friend...
Carly would have been an aunt. She would have been so excited about the baby, and I know full well she would have spoiled him or her rotten. If Carly were still here, that baby wouldn't have stood a chance.
I was so deep in thought that I almost didn't hear my mother knocking on the door.
"Come in."
Mom did come in and noticed the bracelet in my hand.
"What is that?" she asked
"Oh, it's just something that belonged to Carly. Spencer said me and Sam could take some of her stuff if we wanted to."
"I see..."
"Did you want something Mom?"
"Yes, I did."
Mom came over and wrapped me into a hug...
"I want you to be strong."
"I will."
"...I love you, and this baby doesn't change how much I love you one bit."
"I know."
"...I know you're not happy about this."
I pulled away from Mom, fishing inside my mind for something appropriate to say.
"...I'm not exactly jumping for joy, but I'm not mad."
"I understand. Believe me, I'm not exactly jumping for joy either. But it is what it is my son...I'm going to need you now more than ever Fredward."
"Come on, you know I'm here for you Mom, you and the baby."
"I do."
"...What about Spencer?"
"I'm going to tell him."
"When?"
"When I get ready."
"He's the father. You have to tell-"
Mom put an index finger to my lips in order to shush me.
"I'll tell him soon enough."
"Alright, I get it."
"Good...What else you should get is your clothes on for the day young man."
"Look at you, pregnant lady." I shot back at Mom, who was still pajama-clad
Mom pinched my cheek and patted me on the head. She left for her bedroom and I went to my closet.
As I was sifting through my wardrobe I heard the ringtone to my PearPhone. I went and grabbed it from my desk. It was Sam calling...
"Hey Princess." I answered
"What up dawg?"
"Nothing."
"What'cha doin'?"
"Was just about to get dressed. You?"
"Well...That's kinda why I called. I was lurking the iCarly boards, and you're right. Our fans really do want me and you to come back."
"You actually doubted me?"
"Not that I doubted you, I just had to see for myself."
"I take it you've made up your mind then."
"...No. I haven't decided yet, but I'm a lot closer to 'yes' than 'no'. That's what I wanted to tell you."
"Why aren't you all the way at 'yes'?"
"Because I have no fucking idea how we would go about it. We'd have to talk about what it would be, how it would be...Freddie, I don't wanna do 'iSam' or 'iCarly-minus-Carly'. I wanna do something original, something that's...I dunno, all mine. Y'know what I'm sayin'?
"Yeah, I do."
"We need to brainstorm A.S.A.P."
"Right."
"I'm gonna ask my momma to drop me off over there, alright?"
"Cool. See you soon."
Sam's view
I got my momma to drop me off at Bushwell Plaza since it was on the way to the salon . I entered the lobby and was met with the yelling from Lewbert that I was accustomed to, but I ignored him and proceeded to the elevator.
I knocked on Freddie's door, and was greeted by Miss Benson, who I thought was where ever Spencer was going.
"Oh, hello Sam."
"Hey Miss B."
"Freddie's been waiting for you. He's in his room."
"Okay."
Call me crazy, but there was something different about Miss Benson. She seemed less uptight and neurotic. Now that I think about it, she's been more mellow for the past few months. Yup, Spencer's magic wand definitely had an effect on Miss B. Here's hopin' they they keep at it, for Freddie's sake.
I went to Freddie's room, where the door was already open. He was at his desk doing something on is computer.
"Yo." I said from the doorway
"There you are. Come in."
After taking my shoes off at the door, I went and sat on Freddie's bed. He stopped whatever the hell he was doing and joined me.
"So, ready to talk show business?" he asked
"Must you always dork up everything? Show business?"
"Anyway, you came here so we could brainstorm. I already got a few ideas, what about you?"
I actually did come up with a few ideas since I talked to Freddie, one of which was the new name of the show. It was gonna blow Fredlumps away.