Author's Note: Another VERY SHORT one shot. Enjoy and Review. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly, sorry to disappoint.
RANDOM SHOTS
There it lay, spread across the entire floor of the kitchen.
Had you just walked into the apartment, you wouldn't have realized it was Freddie Benson who lived there, with a neat freak for a mother.
Samantha Puckett was the worst house guest he could have asked for. Oh wait, he didn't ask for her.
"Why are there eggs and bacon all over the floor?" Freddie asked, slightly confused.
"I was cooking mama some breakfast," the girl answered, and promptly flipped the pancake she was frying.
"Isn't it meant to be eaten, not thrown all over the floor?"
"Oh, get over it, dork." she says, and playfully shoves him, because he was close to her by now.
"Just clean up when you're done."
"Yeah... not happening... I'm nothing like Carly or your crazy mom."
"True that."
"Just like you're a nerd."
"You know you love me," he teases and walks out.
Sam turns to face the window, over looking the busy city and sighs, reducing her voice to just a low murmur.
"Yeah… I do."