Please don't feel the need to read these little... tidbits that I write at the top. I honestly do it mainly because the "share" button that appears at the top of each page kind of annoys me when it makes the title not in the middle of the page. It wouldn't be as lame if the disclaimer directly below it wasn't in the middle of the page either, but since it is, I have to blame my slight case of OCD for this one.

My iCarly Series

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

Freddie: Hey Carly, what's up?

Carly: Freddie, you know exactly what's up.

Freddie: Yeah... I'm sorry my mom won't let us date. I don't know what will make her change her mind.

Carly: Hey, I have an idea.

Freddie: What is it?

Carly: Why don't we secretly date?

Freddie: I don't know, it's hard to get things by my mom.

Carly: Come on, what's the worst that can happen?

Freddie: I see your point. Then let's secretly date.

Carly: Hey do you want to go roller skating later?

Freddie: Sure.

Carly: Okay, I'll call Sam and-

Freddie: You're not inviting her, are you?

Carly: I was planning to-

Freddie: No! She'll make fun of me, because I've.. never gone roller skating before.

Carly: Come on, we don't want Same to feel left out now that we are dating. Besides, skating is easy.

Freddie: Okay, fine.

(At the skating rink...)

Sam: Hey guys, what's up?

Freddie: What? No name-calling today?

Sam: Well, I kind of figured that you guys are both going through enough right now, considering Mrs. Benson won't let you date anymore. (Walks away)

Carly: Should we tell Sam?

Sam: Tell Sam what?

Freddie: Nothing!

(Sam glares at him.)

Freddie: It was nothing! Please don't hurt me!

Sam: Whatever, I'm going to get me some bacon.

Carly: They don't sell bacon here.

Sam: We'll just see about that. (Leaves)

Freddie: Anyway, I don't think we should tell her. The more people we tell, the more likely my mom will find out.

Carly: Good point.

(Sam comes back with bacon.)

Carly: Where'd you get the bacon?

Sam: I stole it from some dude.

Carly: Unfortunately, I'm not surprised. Anyway, let's go skating.

(They start skating and Carly notices that Freddie is struggling.)

Carly: Freddie, do you need help?

Freddie: No, I got it.

Carly: You know, you don't have to act like you can do this to impress me. We're already dating.

Mrs. Benson: Say what?

Freddie: Mom! How do you always know where I am?

Mrs. Benson: Easy, I read the book "How to Know Where Your Son is Without Even Asking Him." I thought you said you were going to stop dating Carly.

Freddie: Why can't you just let me date her?

Mrs. Benson: Give me one reason I should let you.

Freddie: Because Carly is the best thing that's ever happened to me.

Mrs. Benson: I'm pretty sure you're over-exaggerating.

Freddie: And think about how happy I am when I'm dating Carly.

Mrs. Benson: Well, that is true. When I made you break up with her, all you did afterward was mope around. Okay, you guys can date. But I have my eye on you missy!

Carly: Yay!

Sam: (skates to where Carly and Freddie are) What's up with the cheering?

Carly: Freddie and I can date again!

Sam: That's great... but you're not going to start leaving me out, are you?

Carly: Of course not! We didn't leave you out to come here, now did we?

Sam: No... anyway, I'm hungry, I'm going to go get some ham.

Freddie: I thought you just ate bacon..

Sam: So? Eating makes me hungry.

Carly: But they don't sell ham here.

Sam: We'll just see about that.

To Be Continued...