Ooooh, look, I'm quick at updating! ;D I love this one-shot because I'm convinced it's almost 100% unique because I have NEVER read a fanfic with this in before, especially the way I wrote it ;) I hope you guys enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it! This is my new favourite chapter, I hope you guys love it as much as I do!
Oh, and just a quick note on Day 50, I got a review saying that my fanfiction was strangely close to a Seddie author that I have truthfully never heard of. I promise you guys that it was truly my imagination that came up with the story line, but I am 100% sure that so many other people have written about the rain before. I said I got the idea from a fanfic and that fanfic was called '24 Hours' (an AMAZING fanfic, btw! Its by the author Gabsikle. I've been OBSESSED with their fanfics lately! READ THEM, THEY'RE AMAZING!) She wrote about the rain and it's been raining non-stop in England so that's how I got my idea. I promise that I have never stole an idea before, stealing ideas is one of my pet peeves so I would never do it. Just thought I'd make that clear.
~Charlotte~
Day 51 of 100 days of Seddie Challenge: Juvie
Sam POV
It was just a regular afternoon at my house by myself. Well, I guess that's not really regular seeing as I'm always either hanging with Carly or Freddie but neither was available. Carly was helping Spencer with preparing for his date with a new girl and Freddie...actually; I didn't know where the nub was.
I was sitting in my room when my cell phone started to ring. I looked at the caller and it was a blocked number. I hesitantly answered it.
"Hello?" I asked, dragging out the 'o' suspiciously.
"Sam?" it sounded like Freddie.
"Yeah, whatcha need, Fredweird?"
"Your help," he said.
"My help, why do you need—"
"I'm in Juvie and I need you to get me out of here!" Wait, what? Fredward Benson, Mr Nerd himself, was in Juvie?
"This is a joke, right?" I asked. I was almost laughing.
"No, Sam, I'm serious!" his voice showed no humour.
"What? How the heck did you get yourself in Juvie?" This was the weirdest thing ever.
"I'll explain when you get here, but you need to help me get out."
"I'm on my way," I said and hung the phone. I grabbed my jacket, keys, phone and Buttersock that I put in my bag and ran out the house.
I was so confused. What had Freddie done to get into Juvie? He can't have done anything that bad, I mean, even I don't get into any kind of trouble anymore unless it's absolutely necessary. He wouldn't have stop lifted – he's not like that – and he probably would never put a corn dog down a foreign ambassador's pants like I did.
I tried to ponder some more crazy ideas for Freddie to end up in Juvie but none of them fit in with Freddie's personality. I still wondered at I arrived at Seattle Young Offenders Juvenile Detention Centre. It was time to bust out a nerd.
I charged into the Juvie that has been involved many times in my childhood and saw Freddie in one of the cells. I ran past the guards and ran over to him.
"How the hell did you wind up in here?" I asked him.
"Some guy cut in front of me in the line in the videogame store, I asked him to move out the way, we got in an argument so I punched him in the mouth. It turned out he was a cop and they took me here!" he explained.
"Whoa, I never thought I'd see the day that Fredward Benson would throw a punch," I said, mocking him.
"Sam, this is serious chiz! They wanna make me stay overnight! I can't have my mom finding out!"
"So true, she'd have a freak panic attack and send you off to military school or something," I said.
"Exactly! So you need to get me out of here!" Freddie said, whisper-shouting. A guard was very close by.
"I'll get you out," I told him.
Freddie whispered, "They won't let me out, you're gonna have to force them to let me out!"
"Believe me, I will get you out." Freddie raised one eyebrow at me, as if to say 'how?' "Watch and learn, Fredbag," I said and walked over to the guards that were hovering around coffee and donuts by the main desk.
"Hey," I said, addressing the guards. They all knew me from my times at being at Juvie.
"Samantha Puckett?" one of the guards said.
"Yup," I said. I recognised the guards, and realised I hated them all. "Listen, you guys are holding a friend of mine here who didn't even do something bad enough to be stuck in here."
"What'd they do?" another guard asked.
"They hit a cop that took them here," I said.
"Oh, that Benson kid!" said a cop that walked up to me and the Juvie guards. "He hit me in the mouth." I could see where Freddie punched the cop 'cause there was a bruise right on the side of his mouth. Freddie must have punched him hard; I didn't think the dork could thump a person let alone give them a bruise like that.
"Whoa, nice one, Freddie!" I said turning around to see the cell that Freddie was currently watching the conversation out of. He smiled at me, obviously proud now that I'd given him a reason to be. My compliments were rare.
"Anyway," I continued. "I need him to get out of here."
The cop that has the bruise laughed. "That ain't happening! He's lucky he didn't end up in actual prison!"
"I was afraid you'd say that." I reached into my bag that I kept everything in and brought out my secret weapon: the Buttersock. "Remember this, fellas?" I asked the guards that I used to know.
"She's got the Buttersock!" one of the guards screamed.
I swung it round and round and the guards just stared at it, obviously terrified by it. I laughed inside.
"Now, are you going to give me the keys to let Freddie out or will I have to get swingy with this?" I asked them. They all were shaking in their boots.
"Never!" one of the smaller guards said.
"Wrong answer," I said. I swung the Buttersock at the small guard that decided to back-chat me. It knocked him to the floor and the other guards and the cop got out their trazers. I swung the Buttersock again and caught two guards at the same time, knocking them out when they hit their heads on the floor. My next target was the cop that got Freddie banged up in this hell hole anyway so I swung really hard and knocked him right where the bruise that Freddie gave him was. That second blow to his mouth knocked out three of his teeth and I couldn't help but laugh. Freddie was behind me in the cell and was cheering me on.
There was only one guard left standing and he was the one that had the key. Swinging my Buttersock in the air, the guard tried to taze me but luckily I moved out the way fast enough so he couldn't get me. What can I say, I have ninja skills. I threw my Buttersock at him and it hit him right in the head. The guard couldn't hold his balance anymore so he fell to the ground with a huge thump.
"Woo!" I screamed out in joy. I grabbed the keys from the guy that had just fallen to the floor and grabbed my Buttersock that was lying next to him and ran over to Freddie's cell. I found the key to let him out and opened the cell door.
Freddie ran out and wrapped me in a massive bear hug, lifting me off the ground. He set me down and I laughed.
"Thank you, Puckett!" he said to me, smiling hugely.
"You're such a nub. Now let's get out of here before those lazy cell guards wake up from being knocked unconscious."
"Yes, ma'am," Freddie said and followed after me.
We were almost at the door when I said, "Wait one sec." I walked over to the guards that were still unconscious, grabbed one of the tazers and pressed it against the cop that busted Freddie's head.
"Okay, we can go," I said. Freddie laughed as he opened the door for me. I walked through the door and Freddie followed suit.
I got into the driver's side of the car and Freddie got in on the passenger side. I started the car and headed back to Bushwell Plaza.
"Thanks so much for getting me out of that rat hole today, Sam."
"No problem, Freddison. If you were stuck there my Tuesday night would be boring. Plus your mom would either keep you under house arrest or ship you to some foreign country where I would never be able to see you again," I said.
"Does that mean you would've missed me if I wasn't here?" Freddie asked me with a cocky grin on his face.
"No!" I said too quickly. "I mean, iCarly would suffer if you weren't here." Freddie still had that knowing smile on his face so I punched him on the arm.
"Ow!" he complained. "That hurt!"
"Good," I said simply.
I pulled into Bushwell Plaza and got out the same time that Freddie did. He still had a stupid grin on his face but when I was sure he was looking away I smiled to myself. I didn't even know why.
"Well thanks again, Sam," Freddie said for the millionth time. "I know that you would've missed me if my mom found out."
"If your mom found out what?" Mrs Benson said, opening the door.
"Mom! Were you spying on us?" Freddie asked his mom. It took all my energy and power not to laugh.
"No, I was just looking through my peep hole waiting for you to come home!"
"Why?" Freddie asked his deranged mother.
"I wanted to see firsthand that you weren't hurt or broken!"
I whispered to Freddie, "Good luck with that," I said, referring to his mother. Freddie gave me a confused look and I pushed him and knocked him into his crazy mothers. They both fell into their apartment and I cracked up laughing. I slammed the door shut behind them and walked into Carly's apartment with the look of Freddie's and his mom's faces in my head.
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