AN: Wow, has it been a hot minute or what? I'm now on a school laptop aha and this website didn't work at first. So, I'm really happy yikes aha. How's covid going where you are? I hope you and your family are safe and healthy. And without further do, welcome to a future Seddie chapter x
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Whisper
"Mum," Sam and Freddie's fifteen-year-old daughter, Jennette, whined to her mother while sat on the plane, waiting for takeoff. "When's this dang plane actually going to go?"
"Language, Jennette," Sam warned, rolling her eyes.
"Dad," Jennette said, turning around to her seat so she was facing her dad, who was sat behind her with Carly and her sister, Kallie. "I'm sooo bored!"
"Yeah, so am I," seventeen-year-old, Mia, stated, turning away from her boyfriend and to everyone else. "They told us to turn our technology off, so they obviously don't care about our boredom."
"Aww, Mia," Carly sighed, looking up from her fashion magazine. "I told you to get a book or something to do, same with you, Jennette."
Kallie groaned and removed her sleep mask from her eyes. "Dad? Mum? Are we there yet?"
"We haven't even left the ground yet," Freddie frowned, shaking his head. "And you've only been asleep for three minutes."
"I'm still tired," she muttered. She turned to look at her younger brother, Liam, who was sat beside their mum. "Thanks to someone who thought it was necessary to wake me up at five am!"
"Well, dad always tells me it's best to be ready and organized," Liam defended, crossing his arms over his chest. "Right, dad?"
"I'm not getting into this," Freddie said quickly.
Sam laughed. "Once a nub, always a nub."
"What's a nub?" Jennette asked, raising an eyebrow. "You call daddy that a lot."
"Yeah, what is a nub?" Carly asked Sam, nodding along with Jennette. "You used to call Freddie that every chance you got."
"I don't actually know," Sam admitted, still laughing. "My mum used to call her ex-boyfriends nubs. I think it's a small lump, but yeah, I'm not too sure."
"But you usually just call me Fredlumps," Freddie pointed out.
"I have a lot of nicknames for you, baby," Sam shrugged.
"Please don't start with all the pet names," Mia groaned, pulling away from Blake.
"I'll stop when you stop making out with your boyfriend on the plane!" Sam hissed, giving her daughter a look.
Mia slumped back in her chair, groaning again. "Fine, you win."
"Oh, finally," Jennette cheered as the flight attendant began the safety instructions, meaning the plane was about to take off. "The sooner we get there, the sooner tomorrow will come and the sooner I get the awesome fat shakes that they sell there."
"Sometimes I wonder where my genes are," Freddie whispered to his wife, who rolled her eyes playfully and chuckled.
"And I heard they had a Galaxy Wars exhibit thing there this year!" Jennette smiled, ignoring everyone around her.
"There they are," Sam whispered back to Freddie.
...
"Goodnight," Freddie said to Jennette for the final time that night as he walked back into his and Sam's hotel room. He sat down beside his wife, who was lying in bed already, reading through the fashion magazine Carly was reading on the plane. "Jennette is going to bed now and Mia and Kallie are already asleep. Liam is with Blake and Carly in their hotel apartment."
"Oh, hey," Sam smiled, oblivious to the fact her husband was just talking to her. "Were you saying something?"
"I said-Ugh, never mind," he shook his head, slipping under the bed covers. "What are you reading?"
"Carly's rubbish fashion magazine," she shrugged, her eyes not leaving the page she was currently looking at. "There are some pretty dresses in there."
"I thought you didn't like dresses..."
"That doesn't mean I can't look at them, though."
"I know, but you don't-You're really confusing, you know that, baby?" Freddie chuckled.
Sam finally put the magazine down, she dropped it to the ground. "Yep, never forget it." She gave her husband a quick peck on the lips before turning her bedside lamp off. "Night night, Frednub."
"Night, Sammy," he grinned, turning his lamp off too.
"I love you," she muttered.
"I love you too."
...
"Okay, we're here!" Carly announced, holding a massive map of the stadium, as everyone walked into Webicon the next day.
"Aunt Carly," Jennette laughed, turning to Carly. She took the map from her hands and flipped it the right way before handing it back. "You had it upside down."
"Oh," Carly blushed slightly in embarrassment. "Thanks, sweetie. That explains a lot."
Sam grabbed onto Freddie's hand and then grabbed onto Jennette's. "Come on, Freddie, Jennette, let's go find the fat shakes!"
"Yay!" the teenager squealed excitedly.
"I don't want one though," Freddie sighed as he let his wife continue to drag him away from the others.
"I didn't ask if you wanted one. You're paying, Frednub," Sam said, face-palming. "You really think I'd give up a fat shake that I could've had and appreciated for you?"
"Love you too, Sam," Freddie chuckled, rolling his eyes.
"Well," Carly said, turning to the others. "What do you kids want to do?"
"I want to go get food," Mia said, pulling Blake along with her to the closest food stand.
"And I want to go see the Galaxy Wars exhibit," Kallie stated, also rushing off.
"Oh, and I want to hear stories about when mum and dad were kids," Liam told Carly, grinning.
"Umm, why all of a sudden are you interested in their childhoods?" Carly asked.
"I just do," Liam shrugged, hoping she didn't question it anymore. "So, you guys did a web show, right?"
"Oh, boy," Carly muttered. "That's the whole reason we're here, Liam, and you have a lot of catching up to do. Hmm, so it all began when..."
...
"Wedding rings please," Carly said, holding her hand out in front of her two best friends.
"Umm, why?" Sam asked, quickly pulling her hand away from Carly. She had had that wedding ring on since her and Freddie got married. She had never taken it off. It was one of her most delicate possessions.
"You two agreed to this on the plane," Carly sighed, annoyed at how stubborn the couple were being. "You're going to take your rings off so then when we go into that hall with all the fans, no one will see the rings and realize you're married."
"And why would that be bad?" Freddie questioned, taking hold of his wife's hand.
"Because then the whole fan war thing will kick off and I don't want that because the first time it happened was more than twenty years ago and I'm not prepared for it again!"
"Fine," Sam said reluctantly, handing her ring over to Carly. "Don't you dare lose it!"
Freddie also passed his ring over to Carly then had to hold Sam back. "Sam, it's okay. Carly will give them back after."
"She better," Sam mumbled.
"And now," the announcer announced from on the stage. "After twenty years, here is iCarly!"
The audience roared, cheered, clapped, yelled, squealed. It sounded like a stampede of animals at a zoo. Carly, Sam and Freddie all made their way out onto the stage, smiling and laughing.
The trio were relieved when everyone quietened down.
"Hey, iCarly fans!" Carly greeted happily into her microphone. She noticed Blake and Mia sat at the very front of the audience. Everyone cheered and exchanged quick hellos with Carly before she continued to speak. "So, we are here today to-"
"Umm, Carls," Sam interrupted, laughing. "You sound like you're at a funeral or a wedding," she then leaned over to whisper to her brunette friend. "And hey, I want my wedding ring back. I'm literally struggling to live without it."
Carly rolled her eyes playfully as Sam sat down in her seat. "Okay, any questions?"
A million hands shot up in the audience and that was when the other three kids walked in, taking the three available seats at the front with Blake and Mia. Liam and Jennette also put their hands up, thousands of questions already stored up in their heads.
"Umm," Sam pointed towards the back at a very tall ginger haired girl. She was wearing a 'Seddie' shirt, and she was waving around a banner which said 'Seddie for the Win!'. Sam couldn't help but roll her eyes at how Seddie-obsessed that chick was. "Seddie girl? What's your question?"
The girl stood up so she could be clearly seen. "Is it true you have a kid?"
"Uh," Sam looked at Carly and Freddie for help but both stayed silent.
Carly had already pre-warned the kids about how crazy it could be, and they all knew to shut their mouths unless they were going to ask a non-relationship question.
"Yeah..." Sam nodded shakily. "I actually have four."
"Who's their dad?" the Seddie girl asked.
"Well, uh-"
"Next question, I think," Carly said quickly, interrupting the blonde. "So, who's next?" she pointed at Jennette in the front row. "Jenn-I mean, hello, girl I've never seen before. What's your question?"
Jennette, Sam and Freddie's daughter, stood up, just as Seddie girl sat back down. "How long did Sam and Freddie date for during Junior Year?" It felt so weird for her to call her parents by their actual names instead of 'mum and dad'.
"How does she know about that?" Sam whispered to Freddie. "I thought we never told the kids about us dating the first time."
"We didn't tell them," Freddie whispered back.
The two gave each other a knowing look and glanced over at Carly. She smiled and gave them both a little innocent wave back, making it clear she knew exactly what they were talking about.
"Umm, it was, like, a month, right?" Carly asked the two, getting back to the question.
"Yeah," Freddie confirmed, nodding. "Four weeks, three days."
"And how many hours?" Sam smiled, knowing he knew the answer.
"Four," Freddie mumbled, his gaze dropping to the ground.
"Minutes?"
"Fifty-two."
"Seconds?"
"Thirty-four."
Jennette laughed, snapping the two back into reality. "Wow, okay, thanks for that exact answer."
"You're welcome, Jen-girl I've never seen before today," Sam said, relieved when she managed to recover herself.
"Next question?" Freddie asked, hoping no one would question the slip ups they had been making.
It was going to be a long day.
...
Finally, it was over. All the questions were finished, and the couple had successfully managed to convince everyone they weren't together. They thought that deserved a celebratory dinner, well, that was what Sam thought anyway.
When they got out of the conference hall, Carly handed Sam and Freddie back their wedding rings, making sure to give the right one to the right person. She knew Sam would freak if she had the wrong ring.
"Well done, you two," Carly smiled as she watched Sam immediately slide the ring back onto her finger, grinning. "You officially passed your acting training," she joked.
"Man, that was the hardest thing ever," Sam said, sighing. "I had to pretend my kids weren't actually my kids."
Almost on cue, the five teens walked out of the hall and walked over to their parents.
"Whoa, you guys should see in there," Blake chuckled. "It's a riot."
"Uh, what?" Freddie frowned, walking straight back to the hall, closely followed by Sam and Carly and the kids.
"Ahh!" Sam yelled, ducking from a chair which had just been thrown at the door as they all entered the hall again. "What's going on?"
It was literally World War 3. Everyone was shouting at each other and fighting with each other. They could hear the occasional words 'Seddie', 'Creddie', 'Make' or 'Bia'.
"Well, you see," Mia said, laughing, walking closer to her parents so they could hear her properly. "A few moments after you guys left, people kept coming up to us and asking why we looked so much like you guys. Then Kallie let it slip that me, Liam, Jennette and her are yours. And then Liam let it slip that Blake is Carly's."
Carly sighed. "And this is why I told you guys we shouldn't have come this year."
"You were the one who suggested it," Freddie pointed out.
"Well, maybe you should stop letting me suggest stuff then," Carly said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"So, what's 'Make' and 'Bia'?" Sam asked, clearly amused by the whole story.
"That's mine and Blake's ship names," Mia told her mother as Blake put an arm around her shoulders. "They can't decide which one it should be."
"Makes sense," Sam shrugged, turning to leave with the kids again. "Let's go then. I want another Fat Shake before we leave."
"Yay!" Jennette cheered, chasing after Sam, hungry for another Fat Shake. "Will dad be buying again?"
"I don't think he has a choice," Sam whispered to the little blonde. Even though Jennette was fifteen, she was still quite petite, just like Sam was at her age. Sam showed her daughter Freddie's wallet. "I took his wallet."
The blondes ran out the room laughing, leaving the fans still fighting and arguing, oblivious to the fact they had even entered the room again.
"Sam!" Freddie yelled after his wife as he checked his pockets. He ran out the room too. "Sam, give me back my wallet!"
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