Hey, everyone! Here I am in ! It honestly took me months to figure out how this shit works, but, here's a story for y'all! This is a fanfiction about the new iCarly reboot. I know, we all want Jennette McCurdy to return in the reboot to reprise her role as Sam Puckett, and here's how I think it should go! The whole concept are from seddiescenes' ideas, and she's from Instagram! Please check her out! This story will be so short!
Freddie, Spencer, Harper, Carly and Millicent were in the Shay's living room, watching TV. The gang have been living awesome days together despite Sam's void. They still think that Sam is joining her new biker gang, but really, they had no contact with her, not even Carly.
But before all of it happened, even before Freddie met Gwen, Freddie has been with Sam for the past few years in L.A. Everything happened, everything after the whole tuna incident. Sam has took care of Freddie, and Freddie did the same, it just, it didn't work out for them, maybe.
Within those past years, Freddie lived with Sam just across where Sam's roommate, Cat Valentine lived. Cat lived in Apartment 22 whilst Freddie and Sam lived in 24. The case was, Cat left and went to Texas exactly two days after the tuna happenings. Living together wasn't easy for Freddie and Sam, especially that it was their first time sharing a roof, together.
Back to the present, it was Saturday, so there's basically nothing to do.
"When did Saturdays become so boring?" Harper irritatedly questioned, and Carly, who was squatting on the floor shrugged, not knowing what to reply.
A sudden knock on the door sounds, which made them look at it, "I'll get it." Carly managed to say out of frustration. The brunette lady stood up from the floor, as the knocks go louder and harder, which made them groan. The slightly-relentless knocking annoyed them, it made Carly go faster towards the door. "Yes, yes. Coming!" Carly said.
As soon as Carly reaches the door, she opens it and she lays her eyes on a blonde-headed young girl, who has great, rich brown eyes, and she looked like she was around eight-to-nine years old, as what Carly assumed. Carly looked confused, then asked, "Hey, honey. Are you looking for someone?" Carly slightly knelt so she could at least reach the little girl's height. "And are you here with someone? An older guardian or whosoever?" Carly asked again, being unfamiliar to the petite girl.
"Uhh, yeah. I'm looking for my Daddy. My Mama said he lived here, and I'm here with my Grandma." The girl responded with a stern look, "Can I see him?"
"Aww, I'm sorry honey. He's not!" Carly cooed, making a face with pitifulness, "Maybe you've entered the wrong house.. 'Cause I'm certain that you've knocked on the wrong one."
The time Carly tooked on encountering the guest made them wonder why she took so long, "What's taking her so long?" Harper mouthed, facing Spencer, then Freddie and Millicent. The guys, along with Millicent shrugged, before they glanced at Carly, who was a little frustrated on the little girl, she felt pity, at the same time though.
"No, my Mama made it clear that this was his house. Can I just come in?" The little blonde politely and patiently questioned. "My Mommy told me so much about him. I just wanna know where he is and why he left us."
Due to Carly's impatience and frustration, she let her come in their former abode, which made the people already in it look at her. Freddie's eyes grew in thought of the little girl looking like his previous girlfriend; Sam Puckett to be wholly exact. 'Snap out of it, Fredward!' He thought to himself, hogging his delusional thoughts, making him wrap his arms around dark-brown haired daughter tighter, trying to prove to himself that he's over the past himself, but he never did, oh well.
As the little blondie roamed her eyes around the place, as Carly shut the door. She then glanced around the place, then to Millicent, Spencer, Harper, then Freddie.
'Who is she?' Spencer mouthed towards Carly, and once again, Carly nudged her shoulder, actioning that she doesn't know either. They adored how cute she looked, obviously except Millicent. The girl kept wondering what his father looked like, as she followed her mother's words were. She believed that her mother described her father as a brunette, probably 5'6'' tall, has alluring brown eyes, and has perfect, symmetrical jaws.
Her mother described that her father's scent smelled like absolute perfection. He smelled like home. Her mother also added that they had her when they were 18 years old, but independently took care of her. How inspirational.
"Uhm, excuse me..", The little girl asked, getting a stern look from them, "My mommy said that his name is Freddie Benson. I don't know. Oh, and my name is Aubrey." The girl smiled. As soon as they heard the words from Aubrey, their jaws almost hit the floor, in shock of what Aubrey just said.
Freddie stood up, made his way to Aubrey, and he crossed his arms on his chest, "I'm Freddie Benson. You must be joking, your mother must be joking, I only have one daughter, and she's Millicent. You were probably born when I was nineteen or something, I wasn't even married with my first wife when you happened." He said, getting an eye-to-eye contact with Aubrey. The smile on her face suddenly disappeared, she understood now. "You look like you're nine.. or ten years old! There's no way in hell, that I knocked someone up ten years ago! That's absurd!"
The quietest laugh out all laughs happened on Aubrey's face, which made Freddie confused. She finally understands her identity, after all the chaotic years. "Really? Try to think about what happened nine years ago, did anything happen?" Aubrey asked, confusing Freddie.
Freddie thought of it for a while, and recalled all the memories he had. Ten years ago was 2012, since it was 2021. After a few minutes of realization, Freddie finally realized. He was with Sam; the Sam who was the only real girl Freddie has had an entitled relationship with, "No way.." He muttered, and Aubrey created the biggest smile anyone could've imagined, a victorious smile. Millicent looked at the both of them, looking all irritated and nonchalant, Aubrey shined.
"Yes way! She happens to be my mom, and according to her, you're my dad. Mom tells me so much about you, so, here I am." Aubrey simply stated, getting a response smile from her father. He figured out that she's smart, just like him. Everyone was trying to mentally sorting out the whole happenings now, 'til Freddie looks at them. He chuckled at the sight of their jaws being almost on the floor, they're surprised, and of course, he understood. Millicent felt a wave of jealousy in sight of his beloved father smiling, knowing that he has an undiscovered daughter. He also wondered why Sam had to keep Aubrey a secret from him, it was too chaotic.
Carly finally stood up, trying to keep up with the recents, "Y-you're Freddie's daughter?" she stuttered, as her own eyes grew as big as saucers. Aubrey simply smiled, along with Freddie. This was victory for them, for her and her mother. What Carly didn't know that Freddie and Sam lived together, she didn't even know that Sam went to L.A! Both have lost acquaintance with Carly after she left for Italy.
"Who's your mother?" Harper and Spencer said in unison. Freddie's face turned into the lightest shade of crimson, too uncomfortable to comply their initiated request. Aubrey looked at him, as he looked back. Freddie glared at her very precious daughter, and she was giving her such a look, a look that has 'what-do-you-have-to-lose-when-you-tell-the-truth' on it.
He was about to say a word, trying to motion his lips, almost forming sentences, as Carly predicted. But another strange knock sounded, and Carly, of course granted.
A blonde-haired woman approached her. She was wearing a really nice red dress that embraces all her features; her chest, her curves. She looked, not really fancy, but very elegant for a random day. "Sam!?" Carly exclaimed. "Oh, my God!" The brunette girl said, pushing all the irritations and confusions; that she had from earlier because of the sudden happenings, making the coolest rendezvous, or convocation with her former best-friend, guess it all changed.
The two clearly has not seen each other, in like what, nine years? "Oh, uh, hey Carls. What's up?" Sam said, nonchalantly.
Harper, Spencer.. and especially Freddie left their jaws hanging, hearing Carly call Sam, the only person who was missing the gang (don't forget Gibby, as always). "What was that?" Carly cringed, as she stepped aside, making a room for Sam to step inside. Sam laughed in response, being in such a rush that she can't even think about a good reply.
Sam looked around, and she immediately saw her daughter running towards her, initiating a hug, which, you know, only aggravates to the confusion and chaos that's been going on in Carly, Spencer and Harper's minds.
Carly didn't get what was going on, and like she gives a damn about it, because she doesn't, surely. All she was thinking about was people surrounding her, was gonna bring this apartment to its knees, that it's going to filled with extreme confliction, but she had pretty much of.. apathy towards everything.
The whole tuna incident has finally eventuated, and it's really not a good thing. Freddie was sore, and by sore, very. But all thanks to Sam, she drove the boy and herself to the apartment where she's currently staying with her bubbly friend, Cat. After a very quick drive from St. Schneider's Hospital, Freddie and Sam finally arrives to the apartment. They got in, their faces stuck together, and the moans they get from the sweet feeling of their tongues smashing against each other.Their direct hot and intense session got interrupted when Sam's phone 'dinged' and lit up. "Ugh, if you won't get that, we'll never get there." Freddie whined, being so irritated with her slow doings. Sam grabbed her phone, and saw a new message witch just got sent recently on her pear phone's lock screen. His hands were still on the sides of her stomach; it was near to a sensitive spot of hers. "Who is it?" He asked with a serious tone, discarding his hands off of her, transporting to her back, resting his head on her shoulder.
"It's Cat, she said that she's staying over Robbie's." Sam said, obliviously. He smirked, deviously, knowing exactly what he's planning to do. He wanted to have her, despite all the pain he's receiving time by time.
"You knows what that means, princess." He said, calmly.
They both have had sex, no doubts to that. They had it almost everyday when they dated, unbothered to whatever the others would say. Still being on her back, Freddie trailed his lips from her sweet neck, to her shoulders. To taunt her, he removed her denim jacket, revealing her not-so-lavish tank top, and tossed the jacket on the floor, making a harsh thumping sound once it fell. She shivered as she felt his tongue swirling downwards on her skin. She threw her phone to the couch apathetically, as long as she'd have him in an instant, she'd be satisfied enough. "You're so beautiful, Samantha. I have no idea how I've lived months of my life without you.." he whispered just as right in front of her ear. His soft words made her vagina twitch, wanting.. his.. touch.. terribly.
"Bedroom?" She asked, suggestively, which, of course, turned him on completely. He carried her in bridal-style, and she laughed.
As soon as they got in front of the door of the bedroom, Freddie let Sam open the door, in benefit for the both of them. Freddie kicked the door wildly to keep it wider, and immediately got in the room. As soon as they're completely in, Freddie threw Sam relentlessly on the bed, which made her giggle. He took his polo off, taking his time to tease her.
"Mommy!" Aubrey ran towards her mother and deeply hugged her. Time has stopped for Carly and Freddie, being in shocked of what is truly going on right now, worst for Carly, mostly. Sam awkwardly accepted Aubrey's hug, focusing on Freddie and Carly's predictable reaction.
"Hey, honey. Why don't you go to Granny first? She's at the parking lot, in front of her car. Is it okay, sweetie?" Sam said, making her child smile. "Aubrey?" she added, in a rising intonation, seeing her daughter being so inside-ly happy.
"Mommy?," Aubrey looked at Sam, tilting her head upwards, making Sam sweetly raise an eyebrow. "Is he, Freddie Benson? Is he my daddy?" she pointed at Freddie, and Sam's heart flushed deep inside her throat.
Sam was supposed to say something, but yet, Millicent vulgarly interrupted, "No! What is actually happening? I'm his daughter, me only!" She yelled, grabbing Freddie's arm and squishing it slightly.
Freddie gave Spencer and Harper a 'take-her-upstairs' look, and they complied. Millicent was clearly irritated, and they can see it. Aubrey later exits the apartment, leaving Freddie, Carly and Sam awkward in the room. "S-Sam?", Freddie stuttered, as Sam gulps.
"I don't understand what the fuck is going on?!" Carly raged, and lost her cool too. Ooh, Carly cursing, interesting. "You!," she pointed at Sam, "why didn't you call, text or at least inform me that you were in Seattle!", she looked at Freddie, "and you! You both have an anonymously random child now? Damn it, guys! When, how, why?"
"You were in Italy, Carls. We were in L.A., living together, yeah." Freddie barged, oblivious to Sam's sincere look at him.
After minutes of stripping his clothes off of him, Sam was taunted and tempted by his abs that she believes that is calling her, asking her to lick it. Sam tried to stand up, but Freddie grew closer towards her, and pushes her relentlessly. "Nuh-oh, Sammy." She groaned in frustration, wanting to extremely taste those figures of him. She wondered more when he headed towards Sam's drawers. He inspected the drawers, while looking at her tauntingly. "Seriously, what's taking you so damn long? Can't you do us both an fuckin' favor and just be insi-"
He interrupted her, and smiled victoriously. "Ah-hah.." he said, smirking. "I knew you had a little dirty side in you, Samantha."
She blushed, as he found the box filled with sex toys, "What?" she defended, "You can't expect me to be left empty?"
"Oh, well. But, you're in luck, 'cause, this is gonna be something you'll never forget." He grabbed the vibrator from the drawer, and a.. hairbrush.
"Ugh!, can't it just be something normal and casual for the both of us? It's just sex, and we've clearly done it. Why does it have to be such a great deal for yah?" she groaned, impatient for him.
"Oh, what's the big deal, oh, honey, you're only exacerbating this situation." Freddie asked Sam, satirically. "You being punished by me for being such an impatient little bitch." he dared, before spanking the back of the hairbrush to his broad, yet sore palms. "And I'm gonna prove to you, how much of a bitch you are," he spanks. "and how you're my bitch, you understand?"
She nods, weakly being absolutely speechless in how he domineers over her.
Freddie was staring at Sam, she looked so, sophisticated and mature, yet incredibly beautiful. She was wearing this white see-through corset top, and ambel pants, which really appreciates her body features. "So, you two did it, then Freddie moved to Seattle, again and had Millicent?" Carly asked, waving her arms in the air weirdly.
"Sorta.." Sam craned her neck, which, made Freddie's balls knot themselves in sight of her beautiful neck. "and.. it wasn't just sex fuming on it, we had a brief relationship, which probably caused my daughter."
"He-he-he-hey?" Freddie drawn closer to Sam, "What did you say 'my' daughter?" she's obviously my daughter too!" he raged, that probably Harper and Spencer heard it from upstairs.
"Before you 'he-he-he-hey' me, did you even realized how hard I damned up to raise your daughter by myself in L.A.? After you fucking bent me over? Where's your mentality?" Sam has lost her temper, and it wasn't ordinarily vague to see.
"Sam! Millicent is literally upstairs!" Carly warned, making Sam give her the LOOK, and Carly hushed up.
"Then we're taking this outside, nub." he grabbed Freddie's arm roughly, exiting the flat.
"What's up with you!?," Freddie slammed the door, "You have been so selfish this entire time! I can't believe that we had a child together, and you didn't ever let me know about Aubrey?"
"Oh, wow. Just wow, Fredward. I'M the selfish bitch now? Ha, ha. You have decent sense of humor, dork." she ironically said. "I raised OUR child together for you, yes you to have the GREATEST life ever! Can't you just give me recognition for giving birth, taking care, loving and taking your child here with me?!"
"I wanted to be a father for so long, Sam. I thought that you weren't ready to be a motherly figure! I wanted to raise a beautiful child with the person I love, and that person starts with you!" He admitted, and her face flushed.
"Now, tell me. Who bosses you like this?, who's the person who relentlessly bang you 'til you can't feel your skin in the morning?" he asked, grabbing her chin recklessly. "Tell me, Sam! Damn it!"
"You! You, Freddie! Only you!" She responded, quickly. Nonchalant in Freddie bossing her around.
"Good, 'cause I haven't even started with you!" He said, loudly. He let go of her chin, and she rubbed it.
"Just do me, already!" He punched his shoulder hardly, that she forgot the fact that Freddie was already stronger than him. He laughed, maniacally, which only makes the situation worst.. or better.
"Ooh, bossy. How would you like to be on top, sweetie?" he asked, sweetly. This was so sudden for Sam, just seconds before it, he was yelling at her!
"Oh, well, okay." Sam said, calmly.
Later on, they've realized that they were completely naked already. And she began to climb between his legs, and she guided his manhood on the tip of her soaking wet, tender core. He slowly went inside her, and felt how wet and tight she was inside. He was wholly inside her already, and it felt so awesome. "Holy shiiiit-, Aah!" Sam moaned as she started to grind against his pelvic area. "God, you feel so fucking good!"
"Oh, really?," he panted. "Here, turn it on. Put it on you while you're working that tight damn hole of yours." He gave her her purple vibrator, and she felt him mentally send her a message, stating to enjoy his time while it lasts. She turned it on, and put it on her swollen clit while jumping up and down, keeping his dick inside her.
She let out a long 'shiiiiit' which completely turned him on more. He had lost it, he wanted to make her feel good, and that's what he intended to do to her.
He grabbed her tight little ass, and sat up. Their faces were only a few inches apart, and they could clearly see their alluring brown and blue eyes locking against each other, saying they've missed the feeling of them this close and locked to each other. He began pulling her towards him, making her make such a loud moan. "Oh, damn! Aah, shit!" she moaned, making him smirk winningly. His tip immediately hits her g-spot, making her clit tingle from such motion.
He eventually throwed the vibrator out of her hand, and started kissing her roughly, yet passionately. His thrusting went faster and faster that Sam could barely feel every single nerve in her body. "You're mine, Sam. Mine. Ooh, God, you feel incredible!" he groaned as he felt his inner walls clamping on his mere manhood.
"Yes, yes! Fuuuck, Freddie!" Sam moaned. She was so close, and he intentionally knew that. He kept on pulling her towards him, keeping the tension hot between the both of them.
"You gonna cum for me, baby? Go ahead, Sam, let go..." he whispered at her ear. Freddie feels Sam shivering as his finger traces lines on her back, and his lips attached to her neck.
"Wait, what?" Sam questioned, making him make an obvious face.
"I. fucking. loved. you, Sam!," Freddie said, slowly, he patted his arms in the air, "Didn't you see it coming? God!" he complained.
"No!, you did all that shit just to make yourself better! You definitely can't deny it this time!" Sam raged, crossing her arms on her chest. Freddie put his palms on his forehead, and saw Sam frustrated. "Now give me your damn explanations, Fredballs!"
That nickname, he thought. "Sam! How can you say that? You were the reason why I almost died in a pool filled with dangerous, vicious tunas! So, don't ever change the fucking topic, 'cause we both know you're exaggerating!," he snapped. "But you know what's worst than being killed by tunas? You! Daring to open your damn mouth and saying all those nonsense bullshit about me leaving you and not having the time with our daughter, when you didn't even tell me one shitting clue about her!"
"Freddie.." she said, beated-ly. "You thought that I liked watching you getting shitted with that tunas?, damn that! Maybe you forgot about who the hell saved your uninteresting, awful life?! Huh?"
"Of course, of course. I gotta give SO much credits to whoever saved my life, you hated me. You fucking hated me, Sam! I don't care if you saved me, I really don't! Well, you shouldn't have nonetheless! My life was truly damned up when you broke up with me!, didn't you see that? Wasn't it too obvious?" Freddie said, letting everything out.
"Freddie.." Sam caressed his shoulder, slightly rubbing it. He suddenly felt butterflies roaming around his stomach; a feeling he haven't ever felt with Gwen or any of his past relationships, other than Sam. "Baby.. I- I'm sorry, I had no idea how much I've crapped up! I'm a fucking mess, I'm sorry!" she began sobbing, defeatedly. He experienced severe conscience seeing her so defeated and un-Sam. Sam Puckett had never felt so beaten her whole life.
He had her in his arms, initiating a warm, bright hug. That felt awesome, for Sam and Freddie. "Let's just forget about everything for now on, alright honey? Let's both just be Aubrey's mom and dad, okay? 'Cause if we think about it logically, she deserves us, this entire time.." He caressed her hair, tugging it sweetly and kissing her forehead. "We made love in L.A., not eroticism. And the best part is that now we have Aubrey!"
She nodded, responsively. She later pulls out of his warmth, kissing him avidly on the lips, "I don't know what I'll do without you, Freddie. I love you.", she said, as she lets go. They awkwardly stare at each other, thinking about how they should name this particular, bizarre relationship they're creating. "So.. what does this mean for us?" she puts her petite little arms on his neck, looking upwards to lock her eyes with his.
"I don't know.. we can be co-parents first, then we'll see." he initiated an Eskimo Kiss, making her lightly giggle. "We're Freddie and Sam, nothing is perfect for the both of us. We're not some kind of perfectionists. We'll work this whole thing entirely our way, and no one else's."
"Sounds like a real deal, Mr. Benson." she ironically said, hugging him even more.
"Oh, shit! Aaah! Freddie, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she moaned, nearly becoming to a scream. He pulls out of her neck, staring at her delicate face.
"Oh, God. Yes, baby! Cum for me, come on!" he demanded, as he thrusts harder and harder that everytime, he hits her spot. And from that demand, there's her orgasm, meeting his.They've both moaned, groaned and whimpered from the wild sex they've just had. Freddie panted as well as Sam, and it felt awesome. The entire room was now filled with bombing sex fumes and their panting, making it so full."That was.. indescribable." Freddie said, calmly, still panting.
"Yeah, I agree."
"So.." his hands travelled from her stomach, to her vagina again, "you ready for round two?" he rubbed her clit.
She just smirked weakly as response, and they've proceeded to what they were intending to do.
Their making-out session has finally ended, and they decided to come after Aubrey. They were in the elevator, heading downstairs, and a bit of déjà vu has hit them. Interesting.
"God, who were those stupid teenagers who broke up here because of incompatibility and confliction?" Sam teased, to break the silence. He looked at her, and smirked.
"They were truly stupid."
They laughed, reminiscing their flashbacks in that same, old elevator.
Ta-da! How was that y'all?