"....I have to admit. He was somewhat...kind of....really adorable." Freddie smiled, referring to the little boy who had just left.
"Insanely adorable!" Sam corrected him.
"Insanely adorable." Freddie repeated before covering a yawn with his hand. Sam noticed this and realized that both he and Carly were starting to look pretty beat.
"What's up with you Fredward, tired?"
"Nah, I'm fine." Freddie replied, waving her comment off.
"I'm not stupid.." Sam responded slowly. "I can tell that it's..." She looked around the room for a clock but didn't see one. "...late." She finished, using the window as a reference point for time, as the sky was now pitch black.
"Ok, maybe I am a bit tired." Freddie shrugged.
"You guys can go home if you want.." Sam added. Just because she had to stay in a hospital overnight didn't mean they had to.
"Sam, we're not going home." Carly gently responded. She noticed her best friend was trying to ease her way back into her tough mode, but Carly wasn't buying it. She knew Sam desperately wanted them to stay.
"But, how can you sleep..?" Sam asked, looking around the room. "There's no beds.."
"No...but there are chairs." Freddie pointed out.
"You guys can't sleep in chairs." Sam stated.
"Why not?" Carly asked. "You do it all the time in school." She smiled as she watched Sam look down for a moment in thought, knowing she was caught off guard with that comment.
"Point taken.." Sam replied slowly. "But will you guys be comfortable? I mean, I've been chair sleeping for years in school...I've built up the back for it. You guys haven't." She gave a small smile.
"I think we can manage." Carly let out a laugh as Freddie nodded.
"Plus!" Spencer stepped into the conversation. "We'll only be here for a night, remember? Then we'll all get to leave and go home." He smiled.
"True." Sam replied, grateful for him bringing up the fact of her possibly leaving in the morning again. "Still, I don't mind if you guys wanna go home and change into comfier clothes or something because well.....I mean....you're in a tuxedo!" She exclaimed, pointing towards his outfit.
"Hey, I'm fine! I love my tuxedo." He remarked, spinning once for a dramatic effect to show it off. "The ladies love it!"
"Yes they do." Taylor added as he also stepped forward and proudly displayed his own. "You wouldn't believe how many chicks were checking me out here." He dusted off his shoulders.
"That's probably because they were worried that you guys came from the funeral home." Sam stated bluntly. Taylor and Spencer's smiles faded as they looked over at each other.
"Ohh....." They both replied slowly, looking each other up and down. Sam just smiled and rolled her eyes.
"But seriously.." She glanced back over to her two friends. "You guys can go home and change, I don't mind."
"I don't need to change, do you Freddie?" Carly looked over at him.
"Nope. Believe me.." He looked over at Sam. "...I've slept in worse than a pair of jeans."
"Like what?" She asked curiously.
"Well, when my mom bought me my anti-bacterial underwear.." He had to pause for a moment as Sam chuckled.
"Anti-bacterial underwear.." She repeated quietly. He just rolled his eyes in humor and continued on.
"When my mom bought me those, she also found out the store sold anti-bacterial pajamas. And well...you can guess what happened next."
"Anti-bacterial pajamas?" Sam asked as he nodded. "Geeze Freddie, how dirty are you?!" She smiled, obviously enjoying this story.
"I'm not dirty! You know my mom's just overly cautious!" He protested pathetically and took a deep breath. "Anyways....the point I was trying to get to was that the pajamas were extremely itchy."
"Probably because of the bacteria jumping off of you. Kind of like how a flea collar works,right Carls?" Sam smiled as she looked over at her best friend and the two girls chuckled. Freddie moaned.
"Why do I even bother?" He muttered.
"Sorry, sorry!" Sam quickly apologized. "Please, continue on...oh bacteria infested one." She couldn't help but crack another smile.
"Pretty hypocritical words for someone who just went through surgery to get part of her insides removed due to an infection." Freddie replied smugly. Sam's laughter died out as she slit her eyes at him.
"Touche.." She responded slowly. The two then smiled back at each other playfully. Spencer and Carly could tell that Sam and Freddie missed exchanging words like this.
"Alrighty!" Spencer cut in. "Since we're spending the night here...I'm going to go see if there's anymore...extra...pillows..." He started to say as he let out a huge yawn. Carly noticed this and tried to cover her own small yawn with her hand.
"Who's the nutbag that says yawns aren't contagious..?" Sam asked weakly as she too had to cover her mouth.
"Man, you guys are whipped!" Socko replied, watching the three of them simultaneously yawn.
"That obvious huh?" Carly responded with a small laugh as Spencer made his way over to the room's closet. He opened the door and peered in.
"Oh man.." Spencer moaned.
"What's wrong?" Freddie asked.
"There's only one pillow in here." He stated sadly as he pulled it out.
"Well I have an extra one I could give up..." Sam winced as she tried to sit up and pull out a pillow from behind her.
"Oh no you don't!" Carly responded softly, pushing her friend back down gently by her shoulder.
"But-"
"Those are yours, we can deal." Carly explained.
"Fine.." Sam huffed, realizing her friend wasn't in the mood for a debate.
"Look, Taylor and I can go and find you some extra pillows." Socko spoke up.
"Yeah." Taylor nodded his head.
"Ok, thanks guys." Spencer smiled.
"No problemo!" Socko replied. He then looked over at Taylor. "Let's go!" The two brothers walked out of the room and shut the door with a click.
"Ok.." Spencer replied, turning back around towards the kids. "How you wanna do this?"
"Freddie and I can sleep in the chairs and you can take the couch." Carly stated as she pointed over to it in the corner.
"Is that alright with you Freddo?" Spencer checked.
"Yup." Freddie nodded. "Sounds good to me."
"Ok then. I'm just going to go and close these up.." Spencer stated as he walked over to the window and started to shut the curtains.
Carly looked back over at Sam. "Would you like anything to drink? ...or is it too soon?" She asked, referring to her friend's nausea.
"Actually yeah, I would like something. Still have some more of that ginger ale?"
"Yup. Got the bottle right here." Carly replied, picking it up from the counter.
"I'll take a cup of that then. Thanks." Sam smiled.
"No problem." Carly returned the smile as she walked over to the sink and went to grab a glass for her friend.
"I'll go and get us some blankets." Freddie stated as he walked across the room and over to the closet.
Sam just sat quietly as she watched everyone work on their current tasks. She couldn't describe the amount of relief and comfort she felt as she watched Carly, Freddie ,and Spencer get the room ready for night. She was also incredibly thankful to have them stay by her side as it made being in the hospital a lot more tolerable, especially since she had to stay overnight. With a small sigh, Sam allowed herself to shut her eyes for a moment before she felt a small tap on her shoulder.
"Sam?" Carly asked gently, unsure if she was awake or not.
"Hmm?" Sam opened her eyes back up to see her friend holding up the cup of ginger ale.
"Hey sleepy.." Carly smiled. "Still want this?"
"Oh yeah." Sam let off a small chuckle. "Sorry about that."
"No worries." Carly handed the glass to her and waited patiently as Sam finished the drink.
"Mmm...." Sam replied, wiping her mouth off with the back of her hand and handing the glass back to her friend. She was feeling pretty thirsty and for once, that drink hit the spot.
"So I take it your stomach's feeling better?" Carly asked as she walked back over to the sink. Meanwhile Freddie passed her with an armful of blankets and continued to set them down on the chairs.
"Yeah, for the moment." Sam replied. "We'll see how I do in the morning. That's when the pukefest starts."
Just then Socko and Taylor came running back into the room, making everyone else jump in surprise. The brothers slammed the door hastily behind them and tried to catch their breath.
"Whoa, what's with you guys?!" Spencer spun around to see his friends in a defeated heap. "You were only gone for a second! Why are you out of breath?!"
"ASK HIM!" Socko yelled to his brother. Spencer cocked an eyebrow and looked over at Taylor.
"Uh, why do you have a feather in your hair?" Spencer asked him awkwardly.
"Huh?" Taylor looked up and noticed the white fluff in his bangs. "Oh this?" He asked as he pulled it out. "Some crazy woman was chasing me down the hallway and grabbed the pillow I had in my hands and started to beat me up with it. No idea why.."
"No idea?!" Socko exclaimed. "You went into her room and stole the pillow right out from under her! The poor woman didn't even have a left leg!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that she was going to be able to hop that fast down the hallway?!" Taylor defended himself, completely missing his brother's point.
"Do you even have emotions?" Socko asked flatly.
"Guys, guys!" Spencer cut in. "Just one question." He stated firmly.
"Yeah?" The brothers asked.
"Where did you get those pillows?" He questioned, noticing Socko had two in his hands. Spencer was hoping he didn't have to find another patient in the hospital and apologize to them.
"I got them from the supply closet." Socko replied, glaring angrily at his brother. "Where normal people would look."
"My way would have been quicker..." Taylor pouted, crossing his arms.
"Yeah, quicker to land you in a psyche ward!"
"So I messed up! Sue me." Taylor shrugged.
"Lets hope that woman doesn't!" Socko spat back before turning around towards Spencer. "Here's your pillows." He stated as he handed them over tiredly.
"Thanks bud." Spencer offered a small smile to him, knowing what the poor guy had to deal with.
"Here, I've got it." Freddie replied as he walked over to the guys and took the pillows from Spencer. He then made his way back over to the chairs and continued to set up the makeshift beds for them.
"Well, I can see you're all getting ready for bed, so I think it's time me and Taylor say adios amigos!" He then glanced over at Sam and Carly. "...amigas!" He finished properly.
"Yeah, buenos dias!" Taylor added as Socko looked at him awkwardly. "What? It means good night." He shrugged. "You're not the only one who knows a bit of Spanish."
"Um.." Spencer walked over to him and whispered in his ear. "That means good morning." As soon as he backed away, Taylor looked over at everyone.
"Oh who cares what it means! Same difference!" He muttered throwing his hands up in the air.
"Don't worry.." Sam started to say. "I slept through Spanish class anyways." She smiled.
"Yeah.." Freddie cut in. "Once she learned how to order a taco in that language, she was done with the class." He joked. Everyone let off a small chuckle.
"Seriously though kid, feel better." Socko smiled over at her.
"Yup! Plus, you only have uh....some-some hours till you get to go home." Taylor added.
Sam smiled. "True."
"Now you take care of yourself." Socko replied.
"I will." Sam responded. "Oh and really, thanks a lot, for all you did.." She added, appreciative of their help. The two brothers smiled back at her.
"T'was our pleasure." Taylor stated as he bowed and Socko once again made his imaginary curtsy. Sam chuckled.
"We'll see you guys around!" Socko waved to everyone. "Take care."
"Bye Socks, Taylor!" Spencer stated as the kids waved. The brothers waved back once more before they left the room. As the door shut slowly with a click, Sam sighed.
"I'm going to miss those guys." She replied.
"I'll have to invite them over to the apartment more then." Spencer smiled back. "Now let's get ready for bed."
"Sounds good." Carly replied, making her way over to her chair next to the right of Sam's bed. She sat down and started to take her sneakers off.
"Man.." Freddie remarked as he sat down in his own seat on the left side of the bed and removed his own shoes. "I feel like I've been awake for three days straight."
"Same here." Spencer yawned as he removed his tuxedo jacket and placed it on the table near the small couch.
"I feel like I got my insides ripped out." Sam stated bluntly. The gang looked over at her as she offered a small smile and shrugged.
Spencer let off a chuckle as he sat down on the couch. "So, you guys want the TV on or something?" He pointed over to it in the corner. "Or would it be too distracting?" He looked back over at Sam.
"No...I like it on." She confirmed.
"Ok, I'll just grab the remote..." Carly stated as she got up from her seat to reach the small rectangular device on the counter. She sat back down and flipped on the power button.
"If you put on a show about photosynthesis, I will be forced to hit you." Sam stated flatly to her friend.
"Ok ok!" Carly replied with a laugh. "You can choose."
"Um....how about the news?" Sam offered. Everyone looked over at her oddly. "What?"
"You watch the news?!" Freddie asked curiously.
"Yeah....why?" Sam glared at him.
"Oh I dunno...it just doesn't seem like something you'd watch." He stated quickly.
"I use it to fall asleep every night." She explained.
"Now THAT seems like something you'd do." Freddie replied with a laugh.
"I do watch it sometimes!" Sam replied in defense. "Sheesh."
"Sorry sorry!" Freddie apologized.
"C'mon guys.." Carly stated as she flipped over the TV to a random news channel. She looked over at Sam. "This ok?"
"Yeah, it's fine." She replied as Carly reached back and set the remote down on the counter. Sam watched as her friend pulled her blanket up to her chin and snuggled back into her pillow. She then glanced over at Freddie and Spencer and noticed that they too had settled in. With a small sigh of comfort, Sam laid back into her own mattress and closed her eyes, finally accepting sleep. The soft hum of a male anchor's voice spoke quietly as he covered his news report on the television.
Everyone's snuggled in for bed! =3
Also, (just so you guys can understand what Sam is feeling in this chapter), you ever go to a hotel and have a really fun and exciting day and then get ready for bed? I love the feeling of everyone getting ready to sleep in a hotel room! Even if it's just with my own family, or a few of my friends. Dunno if it's just me, but I enjoy the calmness of turning out the lights, putting on the TV, and snuggling into a blanket. That's the state of mind I had when writing this chapter. =)