Thanks for all the reviews. I love all you guys! Also, thanks to those of you who wished me good luck in getting a part! I hope I do! Anyway, enough about me, on to the story! Previously, who's the dude tied up in the chair? (P.S. I hope you like this chapter, the next one is my favorite!) ; )

Disclaimer: Ok, pig! Let's put these wings on you! Until this is done, I do not own iCarly.

(Freddie's POV)

Who the heck was this dude? Why was he tied up? And when is Sam going to get her food? Uh, it wasn't because I was concerned for her, I just don't want my head to be bitten off! That's right. *sigh* I just realized Sam was talking to me.

"Hello? Earth to nub!"

"Oh, yes Sam?"

"I was just asking you if you knew who this dude is."

I sighed, "No Sam, I don't know who he is. How would I?"

"Well, you're the smart one here! I-"

I stopped listening to Sam, after she said that. She thought I was smart? I mean, I knew that, but she actually admitted that! Not that I care or anything. I decided to zone back in the conversation.

"-are you going to stop daydreaming about Galaxy Wars, or help me get out of this?"

"Yes, Sam. Let's see..." I looked around the storage place, dolls, Lewbert's Ham Radio, pocket knife, an- a pocket knife? Perfect!

"Sam, SAM, I found a pocket knife over there!"

She seemed relieved, "Ok, let's get up first."

We were sitting, so we tried to get up.

"Ugh! Benson, did anyone tell you, that you have huge feet?"

"It's not my problem that you are not concentrating on standing up!"

We argued back and forth until we finally got up. We were happy, but the arguments kept going, as we went to the table with the knife, I absolutely loved it.

Sam kept it going smiling, "Thanks to me, we got up."

I scoffed, "Thanks to you? I'm the one who thought up of the idea!"

"Oh please! I was the one who had to avoid your feet!"

We inched closer and closer until Sam grabbed the knife with her hand. I was freaked that she would stab me, but she chose to cut the rope as carefully as she could. Within a few seconds we were free!

"There!"

"Nice going Sam, for a demon." I smirked.

She gave me her fake smile and rolled her eyes. We turned our attention to the man. He looked, asleep? We walked over towards him. I was about to take the tape off carefully, until Sam here yanked at it.

"OW!"

I sighed, "Sorry." I went to the back of the chair and took his blindfold off.

"Sam, hand me the knife..."

Surprisingly enough, she handed it to me. Blade first, of course. I cut of the ropes, and joined Sam.

"Sam? Freddie? What are you two doing down here?"

Sam and I exchanged glances. "How do you know us?"

The man looked confused, "Oh, sorry Jennette and Nathan, you know I always call you Sam and Freddie."

"Who the heck are they?"

The man was really confused now, "You play Sam and Freddie in iCarly! Are you two ok?"

I was shocked, "Look Mr., we are Sam and Freddie, but we don't play anyone! We are real people."

The man seemed floored, "Why that fiend! He told me that you guys were actors!"

Of course! This all fits now! Actually, it really doesn't...

Sam rolled her eyes, (did I mention that they are blue?) "He has been saying a lot of stuff. Now who are you?"

The man excused himself, "Oh, sorry, I am the executive producer of your show, iCarly. My name's Dan Schneider."

We have an executive producer? Oh, chiz.

Ok! Pretty short chapter, I know! The next one will be longer and it will be my favorite! Something special will happen! Any who, some people were expecting this. But, I like how this turned out. Watch out for my next chapter! I think it will be your favorite too, but only if you review. If that doesn't happen, no more story! Now, that is a sad thought! Review!