Okay, so it's officially BAD when I get bored, 'cause then this happens. -_-; I think most of it is in Sam's POV, but if it seems more Freddie-ish to you, that's fine. I don't own iCarly; if I did it wouldn't be allowed on Nickelodeon simply for this. . .

Upper

My whole world was about getting the upper hand. Winning fights, being the better friend, finishing dares, winning bets. You name it; I try and beat that boy in it. I'm the top on everything, except one, and you have to admit; its better when he's on top.

Connecting

I always felt it. The bond, I mean. It was always there, connecting us. It just showed itself more when we fought. I could almost see the wires; taste the thick, strong, coppery tang of an unbreakable bond. Now, we have a different way to show it. It just happens that they're fuzzy and currently connecting me to the bed post.

Baby

I always knew nothing good would come of our actions, a small voice in the back of my head warning me away from him. But every time he would hold me, looking into my eyes, his voice husky with the emotion he was feeling. I just melted, every time he called me his baby. It seems inner voices aren't always right.

Fall

This is the stupidest assignment I have ever had to do. Our stupid teacher gave us a list of words that each have two meanings, and whatever we thought of first, we had to write a sentence containing the opposite meaning. Fall was the word I chose. Of course I had to think of the seasons first, so what am I supposed to write now? Putting my pencil to the page, the sentence seemed to write itself. 'It seems I've fallen for him.'

Hurt

The outlet for my anger has always been Freddie, it seems whenever I get mad, I hurt him. So it seems strange, considering how often I get mad, that it took me this long to realize, the more I hurt him in a rage, the better it seems that night. I think that boy has a little kink in him.

Tourist

Living in a city, it gets easy to spot the tourists. So when our honeymoon came around, and we were given tickets to Las Vegas I was worried that I would seem the tourist type then. But it turned out I didn't have to worry. We didn't get out of the hotel room enough to be seen as anything other than hungry and bedraggled.

Ancient

They say hormones are a natural part of the body that it's an ancient need ingrained in our body, the need to reproduce. That sounds nice and everything, and I believe it, but sometimes you just gotta wonder at your body's taste. I mean, how a weak nerd could be seen as a good 'provider' for your family. If he were left in the wilderness, a hedgehog'd eat him within minutes.

Decimal

Would I be considered a stalker if I asked someone to be a tutor for a class just so I could watch them for an hour and a half? I swear, I've tricked the dweeb into saying the word 'decimal' at least five times; just to see the way his lips moved and listen to his voice. I swear on ham, I don't mean to be a creeper. It's just so hot.

Punctuation

I love texting. I swear I could walk around all day with my head bent over my phone. I even consider it better than talking, in some ways. Like you can make smiley faces out of the symbols on the phone, I always love the smiles. So when Freddie sent me this little guy ;) winking at me, I blame the shiver, and the breath caught in my throat on my love for punctuation.

Old

You ever wonder if, when your married, you're gonna get bored of the same old spouse, and the same old routine. You know, the 'we eat dinner at six, watch television together till eight, and then meet each other upstairs for dessert' kind of thing. Well, I can tell you from experience. It doesn't matter how old you get, as soon as you walk in that room and get out the whipping cream, you're as thrilled as the first time you try it.

Swimming

My favorite part of summer was always the pool. I love swimming, and that hasn't changed. Now that Freddie and I moved out of the city, got our own house, complete with pool in the backyard and no neighbors around for miles, I look forward to the summer, solely because I can open up the pool again. But I don't like swimming in it the best, at least, not any more.

Purchasing

I love shopping. It's my favorite pass-time. Of course I don't buy anything. I just drag Freddie around, store to store and show him everything I want, and then, when he has a complete list in his head I take him to Victoria Secret, or maybe Sears to try on bathing suits and let him dream. Then I wait two weeks, letting the images brew. After a while I see him start to buckle under the weight, and give him a small push, like wearing a mini skirt. The next day he'll go out and purchase most of it, the stuff I wanted as a cover up for the real reason he went in the first place, making us both happy, me with my new clothes, and Freddie, with dreams that are so close to coming true. 'Course, he'll never know, it's not likely I'll wear any of that stuff in front of him unless he proposes to me, but I'll let him dream.

Room

I was taking a personality test the other day, and one of the questions was 'What is your favorite room in the house?' I sat there and debated for a little while, thinking kitchen versus bedroom thoughts in my head, Kitchen because of food, bedroom because, well, yeah. It took me a little while, a good ten minutes of debating, before I made my choice. I clicked Kitchen. Of course, that was after Freddie made a comment on how the table might be too wide for the room, and how he only liked it because it looked stable. I decided I was going to make that Freddie's new favorite piece of furniture tonight.

I already know I'm going to hell for most of these, but just to clear my name a little bit they're married in all of the dirty ones. ^^ sending you all love!