AN- Another request! Hope you enjoy this; it takes place during the Seddie Arc. (By the way, I love taking requests from you guys, so if you have any, don't be shy; tell me them!)
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"I'm mad at Gibby too, baby," Freddie said as Sam angrily bit into a French fry at the Groovy Smoothie. "He shouldn't have told my mom we were dating, but still, you've got to admit you were a little violent with him."
"He's a big guy, he can handle it," Sam mumbled.
"Well, I guess he wasn't hurt too bad," he sighed. "He should be bruise-free within a week. I'm just worried about that giant bald spot he's sporting now."
"Serves him right," Sam said, taking a sip of her smoothie. "Hey, I'm going to get some more napkins."
"I'll order us another round of smoothies," Freddie said, standing up with her. "I think we should stay here for awhile until Gibby cools off."
"Probably a good idea," Sam nodded.
The couple walked to the counter, but instead of seeing T-Bo at the register, there was a teenage boy.
"Two Raspberry Kiwi Tangos," Freddie said. "And one more order of fries."
"Eight forty-three," the boy said. Freddie pulled out his wallet and handed him the bills while Sam grabbed a handful of napkins.
"It will be ready in a minute," the boy said. He turned to Sam and handed her a slip of paper. "And that's for you."
"What's this?" Sam frowned, looking at the blank slip.
"For you to write your number on," he grinned.
"Hey!" Freddie exclaimed before Sam could respond. "I happen to be her boyfriend!"
"Sure you are," the boy laughed. "Seriously, what would a hot blonde like her be doing with someone like you."
"He is my boyfriend, you Ratstab," Sam snapped. "So why don't you take your zit covered face and try your lame moves on someone else."
"So does that mean you're interested on going a hot date with me?" the boy asked.
"Yeah, like that will happen," Sam said, throwing the paper back at him. She grabbed the food and smoothies from the counter and headed back to her and Freddie's table.
Freddie, who was still glaring at the boy, slowly turned to follow her.
"I've never tried the raspberry kiwi with fries," Sam said, taking the lid off her smoothie and sticking a fry in it. "Hey, it's actually pretty good."
"Stupid jerk," Freddie mumbled, snatching his smoothie off the table and sipping it irritably as he kept looking at the boy at the counter. He was still staring at Sam, clearly checking her out.
"Too bad T-Bo told me I couldn't use the butter sock on his employees or he'd start charging me for their injuries," Sam said. "Whatever, just ignore him."
"How can I ignore somebody ogling my girlfriend?" Freddie said.
"Relax, nub, it's not like I'm going to ditch you to run over there with him," Sam said, rolling her eyes as Freddie continued to glare at the boy. "He's not even remotely attractive, anyway."
"You think I could complain about him to T-Bo?" Freddie asked, ignoring her. "Where is he, anyway?"
"In Miami helping his sister's dog move into some new Dog Condo," Sam replied. "He won't be back until Monday, remember?"
"Chiz," Freddie mumbled. The boy was now winking at Sam, making Freddie's blood boil even more.
"Look, if you're going to be so intense about that guy, why don't we just take our food and head back to my place?" Sam sighed. "My mom's at her new job at the piercing joint so we'd be alone."
"Good idea," Freddie nodded.
"Let me just run to the bathroom first," Sam told him, getting up.
Freddie waited until she was out of sight before standing back up and walking over to the counter again.
"Knew she couldn't be with you," the boy commented. "Scared her off? Now at least I can have a go with her."
"Just give me and an extra large Mango Melon Goop," Freddie snapped. "And for your information, she didn't leave me."
"Yet," the boy said, pouring the smoothie ingredients into the blender and flipping the switch on.
Freddie just narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything.
"Are you ready to go?" Sam asked, walking over to Freddie's side.
"Almost," Freddie nodded. "I just have to finish one thing."
"Here's your smoothie," the boy said, sliding a very large cup over to Freddie. He looked over at Sam. "Come on, honey, you know you could do a lot better than this guy."
Sam opened her mouth to retort, but before she got a chance, Freddie had dumped all 32 ounces of his very sticky smoothie onto the boy's head.
"Alright," Freddie said, smiling happily as he watched the goopy contents slide down the boy's body. "We can go now."
"Dude!" Sam exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. "Did you really just do that?"
"Yes, I did," he said, satisfied.
"Baby, that was amazing!" she said, throwing her arms around him. "Who knew you had the guts to do something so…me?"
"I guess when you date someone, they start to rub off on you," Freddie smiled.
