AN- Another oneshot written as a request; hope you like it!

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Flaw

Sam and Freddie sat silently on Spencer's couch as Spencer himself paced back and forth in front of the couple.

"Um, it's kind of late," Freddie finally said, breaking the silence. "Maybe we should-"

"You are not going anywhere!" Spencer exclaimed.

"Come on, don't you think you're overreacting just a little bit?" Sam said.

"I am not!" Spencer cried. "I'm reacting perfectly reasonable for someone who just walked in on-on what I just had to witness!"

"Well, if you would've knocked before coming into my apartment," Freddie mumbled.

"Oh, are we all of the sudden knocking people?" Spencer asked. "I didn't think it would be such a big deal to walk across the hall and see my good friend Freddie. But no, I open the door and see you and my little sister's best friend…ugh! I don't even want to think about it!"

Sam, whose face was already red from embarrassment, looked at the floor.

"I-I don't even know where to start with you two!" Spencer continued angrily.

"Look, Sam and I have been dating for three years," Freddie pointed out.

"Yeah, and it's not like we're even in high school anymore," Sam nodded. "So I don't see what the big deal is if-"

"You, young lady, are too, too young for that sort of activity!" Spencer yelled.

"Young lady?" Sam repeated.

"Yes," Spencer nodded. "And I think the appropriate age for you to be doing…that is forty three."

"What?"

"Forty three," Spencer said firmly. "Or you know what, why don't we just make it for when I die so I won't have to live through it happening!"

"But we weren't even doing…that…yet" Freddie reminded him.

"Oh I watch the Nature Channel!" Spencer snapped. "I know where that whole thing was going!"

"Spencer," Sam groaned. "Come on, this is ridiculous. How about you just go to bed and we'll leave and we'll try to pretend this whole thing never happened. I mean, I'm going try to, at least."

"No, no," Spencer said. "And it looks like I'm going to have to do the one thing I never wanted to have to do."

"Join a gym?" Freddie guessed.

"Hey! No! We're going to have 'The Talk'."

Sam and Freddie exchanged glances. "The Talk?"

"Yes," Spencer nodded. "Now I get that when two people are in love, they get those 'feelings' towards each other-"

"Oh my God," Sam mumbled, burying her head in her hands. "Please tell me this isn't happening."

"And I know that those feelings can be hard not to act on," he continued.

"Okay, okay," Freddie said quickly. "Look, Spencer, me and Sam both took health class in high school, so we pretty much know all of that."

"What? They teach this stuff in high school now?" Spencer exclaimed. "I'm going to be writing a very strongly worded email to the school board tomorrow."

"Can we go now?" Sam asked. "I think we've all had enough awkwardness to last us a while."

"You can go," Spencer told her. "I still have some things to discuss with Freddie."

Freddie gulped as Sam quickly got to her feet and left her boyfriend to his fate.

"Um, so," Freddie began nervously. "You see that new Galaxy Wars trailer? It's in 3D and everything; I think that will-"

"Freddie," Spencer said in a serious voice he almost never used. "Listen, you have no idea how much I want to punch you in the face right now."

"You-you do?"

"I won't," Spencer told him. "Because we're buds and I've known you for years and I know you're a good guy."

"Oh, um, thank you?"

"You just have to understand," Spencer sighed. "Sam's practically my second little sister. Now you're not an older brother so you can't possible imagine the feeling I get whenever I think about Carly or Sam doing, you know, anything with boys."

Freddie nodded.

"I'm not a complete idiot," he went on. "I knew on some level that you and Sam were…well…but then to have it confirmed when I walked into your apartment? Yeah, I guess I did sort of overreact, but it was just sort of a reflex."

"I understand," Freddie nodded. "And I'm really sorry you had to see what you saw. I guess maybe we should've locked the door before we-"

"Don't say it!" Spencer yelled.

"Sorry."

"Okay, here's what we're going to do," Spencer said. "You're going to go back to your apartment, ALONE, and tomorrow when I see you and Sam we're going to act like this whole thing never even happened. And you and Sam are going to make sure that I never find out what you guys do when you have your alone time, or next time, I just might hit you, are we clear?"

"Um, yeah?" Freddie nodded.

"Good," Spencer said. "So are we still on for out World of Warlords quest tomorrow?"

"Er, sure?"

"Great! I just found this new sword by the River of Revival that will kill your orc!"

"I look forward to it," Freddie said, slowly walking towards the door. "I-I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."

Freddie shut the door behind him.

"How bad was it?" Sam asked. She had been leaning against the wall, waiting for him.

"It was…weird," Freddie said. "Spencer's just really overprotective of you."

"Imagine how bad he must be with the guys Carly dates," Sam said.

"I would not want to be them," Freddie laughed.

"Yeah, well, you know, I guess it's sort of sweet that he's looking after me," Sam said. "I don't really have anyone else to do that for me."

"I didn't know he could be so…scary," Freddie said. "I thought I was going to pee my pants in there."

"And here I was thinking all these years that his inability to frighten even a puppy was his biggest flaw," Sam grinned.

"Who knows what other traits he's hiding from us," Freddie nodded. He looked at his watch. "Hey, it's almost one. I don't think you should drive home this late; why don't you just sleep over here still?"

"Yeah, okay," Sam nodded. "But just so you know, we're not doing anything else tonight."

"I figured that," Freddie nodded. "Spencer nearly having an aneurism kind of dampens the mood, doesn't it?"