Long time no update, huh guys? Really sorry about that, I have my GCSE's to work on and my schedule has just been revise, exam, school, eat, revise, sleep! How depressing? But I needed a well deserved break from all that rubbish and what better way to relax then to put pen to paper… or fingers to keyboard? Anyway, I just wanted to say a MASSIVE thank you to ALL of my AMAZING reviewers, I really do appreciate your comments and feedback. I got 60 reviews overall! How awesome are you all? You've all been so lovely! I'm aiming for 100. So from now on, I'm going to put the last chapter's reviewers names (that was a mouthful (that's what she said) DANG you brain!) in the bottom author's note as a little thank you! It's only small but it's a start, right? Anyway, on with the Seddieness!

Disclaimer: No, I don't own iCarly. Did you not see that it was Dan editing the iHire An Idiot episode? (I cannot wait!)

Previously on Something Weird:

"Dude, I'm cold. Just get in the bed." I snapped at him. He smiled slightly; he could tell I was tired. "Are you sure?" I heard him ask.

"Yes. Now hurry up you nub, its freezing." I answered and he climbed on the bed next to me. I pressed my cold fingers onto his warm chest and held myself close to him. He was everywhere, and I immediately felt better. I felt him flinch.

"You weren't joking, you're freezing." He muttered, shivering under my touch.

"I know." I pressed my face further into his neck. "By the way, if you tell anyone about this, you're a dead man. Got it?" I looked up at him. He was staring at me with a look in his eyes that I didn't quite recognise.

"I figured as much" I felt his body shake as he chuckled lightly. I buried my face in his chest once more as closed my eyes. I still couldn't believe what had happened today, or that I was willingly snuggling up to the dork. But I didn't feel disgusted or repulsed by the idea at all. I wanted it. I wanted it bad. And when I got it, it felt amazing. And very confusing. I shouldn't feel that way. That was the way my thoughts were heading as I drifted off into sleep.

"Freddie?" I called out one last time.

"Yeah, Sam?" he answered groggily, almost asleep himself.

"Thanks. For everything." I felt my face get hotter as I even said the words. Freddie buried his face in my hair and whispered to me.

"Anytime, Puckett. Anytime…"

We drifted of to sleep in each others arms contently.

Chapter 12:

This could get really weird…

Spencer's POV

Have you ever thought about the wonders of chocolate milk? No? Well, you have not lived! Chocolate milk is awesome! Anyway, I was so hyped up on chocolate milk the other night (I don't even think it was the chocolate milk. I was just really happy. Chocolate milk is still awesome though) I couldn't sleep at all! I was so tired! I don't even think I had enough energy to work on Steven that day, which totally sucked. So I decided to just go with the flow and take whatever the day throws at me. What I didn't expect is for Carly to actually throw my cell phone at me. Curse my literal mind. AND I HAD A BRUISE! It's really big too, all green and purple on the side of my head and its really gross. But it hurts. Ow.

"What was that for?" I asked incredulously (aren't you proud of me? I used a dictionary and found out want that meant. Who knew that's what dictionaries were for?). Carly, who had recently thrown the blunt object at my head then stalked out of my room in annoyance, turned on her heel and glared at me. Oh, I don't like the look she's giving me…

"Do you know how many times your stupid phone has woke me up this morning?" she replied her eyes tired but menacing, and her voice shrill but still full of sleep. Was I supposed to answer that?

"Fifteen stinking times!" Apparently not. "It's five o'clock in the morning and I have school later! Answer your phone or switch it off, please." Carly finished her little rant, closed her eyes and sighed. Aww, it tuckered her out the poor kiddo! I smiled fondly at her zombie-like form and she wobbled slightly. I caught her before her fell and carried her back to her bed.

"Sweet dreams Carls." I whispered as I shut off the lights and left the room. Her response came in a series of quiet snores, no, more like purrs as she slept. She must've been really tired. Rubbing my eyes, I picked up my cell phone to check who on earth was calling me at this time.

15 new messages

Marissa Benson

Mrs. Benson? How'd she get my number? Ohmygosh, she's stalking me. Then I remembered that she was away for a couple days and lowered my random weapon I had just picked up as my protector. Huh, lamp. Maybe I could blind my attacker with the power of light? Oh that sounded so cool! Wait, what does she want anyway?

Message received 03:01 AM

From: Marissa Benson

Spencer! I need you to check on my baby! My poor Freddiebear must be lost without me! Use the spare key I gave you in case of emergencies to let yourself in. And remind him to take a tick bath! He refuses to listen to me. DO IT NOW!

End of message

Wow. That was… insane. She is definitely insane. The rest of the messages were pretty much the same thing so I decided what the heck? Maybe she won't have an aneurism. Gosh, that would be bad. I grabbed the spare key Mrs. Benson gave me and crossed the hall to Freddo's apartment. I don't see why she feels the need to be so protective over him. He can definitely handle himself now, I mean, he's got muscles and everything! I bet he could knock me out with one punch. Remind me never to get on Freddie's bad side. Does he even have a bad side? Only when Sam is involved. Yep, he's definitely got the shadow of Sam's feistiness hiding behind all his nice-guy-personality. But you could also say the same about Sam though. Underneath her fierce persona, lies the piece of nice-guy Freddie attitude that she only shows to her most trusted loved ones. As far as I know, only Carly and I have ever seen that side of her. But I think she's opening up to Freddie now too. They hang out a lot more without Carly there to keep the peace, I see the smirk on Sam's face when Freddie cracks an inside joke that no-one else has a clue of. I noticed Freddie go out of his way to help Sam without her knowing; he knows that she's turn down his help. Meh, I guess that's just how their friendship works.

After finally getting the door to the apartment open (stupid key, its like a jigsaw puzzle!), I looked around for signs of anything out of the ordinary. To tell you the truth, anything out of the ordinary would have stuck out like a sore thumb in this place, it's so clean! Maybe Mrs. Benson has a small case of OCD? Okay maybe not small, maybe mild. Fine! Very strong, overpowering case, gosh. I was only trying to be polite. Anyway, the living room and kitchen were spotless, and I thought I'd check on Freddo so his mom's head won't explode with panic. His room was the one on the left? I'm not sure; I only remember visiting when Freddie saved Carly's life. But guess what? It was the right one, 'cause I'm amazing and I know things. Yeah.

I poked my head around the door as quietly as possible, since it was still early in the morning. Freddie's room wasn't like the others. It was slightly smaller and darker (meaning I couldn't see my face in every single surface). It was still tidy, don't get me wrong, but compared to the rest of the apartment, it was a mess. There was a broken flowerpot on the floor next to Freddie's bed. Huh. I wonder how that got there.

That's when I saw Freddie, sound asleep in his bed, with his arms wrapped tightly around a golden pillow. The pillow was weird looking; it didn't look like a pillow at all. The golden thread of the pillow seemed too fine to be cotton, and it shined as the light hit it. It was curly too, which was weird. Who ever saw a curly pillow? Maybe it's a new thing tha-OHMYGOSH! The pillow moved! It moved I tell ya'. It turned once more to reveal Sam's sleeping face resting against Freddie's chest.

"ARGH! SAM!" I shouted. Sam was in Freddie's bed! With Freddie! They both bolted straight up at the sound of my scream and Sam lost balance and tumbled of the bed, taking the duvet with her. Freddie's wide eyes snapped from my shocked expression to Sam as she fell in surprise. He lent over the side of the bed and held out his hand for to help herself up.

"You okay?" he asked. Sam took his hand and pulled herself up, kicking off the duvet with a scowl on her face.

"I'm fine." She snapped, straightening out her pajama top and not meeting my eyes. She glanced at Freddie, then me, then back to Freddie with a guilty look across her face. Freddie stared back at her, his face paling slightly. Then, creepily I might add, they both slowly focused their gaze on me.

They have got some serious explaining to do.

A/N: Uh-Oh! Spencer found them! This is a bit of a filler but I think it may come in useful in the future. It didn't really come out as well as I'd hope but I hope you guys liked it. Tell me what you think and click that review button! Oh, and once again, thank you so much to my amazing reviewers! I really appreciate all of your comments and feedback. P.S. I am sooooooo excited for iHire An Idiot! How has there been no promos whatsoever? Don't blame Dan though, NICK is in charge of the promos and airdates. Also, thank you to Omnistar for all your help with my story! Seriously guys, go check him out, he is an awesome writer!

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