AN-Obviously takes place before the Seddie arc . Hope you like it!

Boost

"Alright, so tonight we can finish shooting the Random Dialing bit," Freddie said, typing in a few things on his Pearpad. "And then I can edit in the sound effects into it…Sam, I need to get your remote so I can add the right effects onto that too. And then we need to-Hey!"

"Sorry, you were boring me," Sam shrugged as Freddie wiped away the glob of smoothie from his face that Sam had just spat at him through her straw.

"Sam, we've been over this," Carly sighed. "You can't just throw smoothie at people who are boring you."
"Ugh, why not?" Sam moaned.

"Aw man, I think she got smoothie on my Pearpad," Freddie frowned, grabbing a napkin to clean off his device. "You know, Sam. I should be making you clean this."

"Yeah, like that'll happen," Sam scoffed.

"Hey, this smoothie tastes pretty good," Gibby said, taking a sip of his own smoothie. "You can really taste the mango."

"Guys, come on," Carly said to her two best friends, ignoring Gibby's comment. "Don't fight. Freddie, I'm sure your Pearpad's fine."

"It better be," Freddie mumbled.

"Anyway," Carly continued. "We need one more thing for this week's show."

"You know what I think it is," Gibby said, still sipping his smoothie. "I think it's because I got the feminine boost in it."

"Why don't we do a cool little skit about an alien who comes to earth from another planet and is having trouble adjusting to life here," Freddie suggested.

"That sounds…interesting," Carly said. "But-"

"Dude, that idea sucks," Sam said bluntly.

"Well what's hear what you've got," Freddie said, crossing his arms.

"You think it's healthy for me to be drinking feminine boost when I'm not a feminine?" Gibby asked. "I mean, what's the worst that could happen? I grow boobs or something?"

"Gibby, in case you haven't realized, we're blocking you out," Carly said.

"Oh, okay, sorry," Gibby said.

"My ideas are ten times better than yours, Fredbag," Sam said. She turned to Carly. "How about we do a bit where bring Spencer in and hit him with a marshmallow gun every time he says the word 'the'?"

"What? That's totally-" Freddie began, but he was cut off by Carly.

"That sounds pretty funny," she grinned. "He does say 'the' a lot. What do you think, Freddie?"

"I-fine," Freddie shrugged, jotting the idea down. "If you think that's funnier than a dysfunctional alien."

"Cool, then we should head back to my place and start working on everything," Carly said, getting to her feet and grabbing her bag and half-finished smoothie.

"Yeah, good idea," Freddie agreed. He was about to grab his half-finished smoothie as well, but before he could, Sam snatched it and began sipping it.

"Sam! I wasn't done with that!"

"Too bad, Fredguts, I'm still thirsty," Sam said.

"Give me it," Freddie said, trying to wrestle his smoothie back from the blonde, only to wind up flat on the floor.

"Nice try, Frederly," Sam smirked.

"You guys, people are staring," Carly hissed.

"Overly-aggressive she demon," Freddie muttered under his breath as the four left the Groovy Smoothie and began walking back to Bushwell Plaza.

"What did you say?" Sam frowned.

"Nothing," Freddie said quickly.

"You said I was aggressive!" Sam snapped. "Carly!"

"Um…yeah, I'll stay out of this," Carly said. She turned to Gibby. "So tell me more about that feminine boost."

"You took my smoothie!" Freddie said, rolling his eyes. "What am I supposed to call you? Gentle and kind?"

Sam narrowed her eyes. "You better take that back, Fredward."

"I-no," he said, crossing his arms.

"Fine," Sam said, giving Freddie a shove. "Teach you to call me aggressive."

As Freddie stumbled back, though, a bike messenger was just turning the corner. Freddie tried to balance himself, but it was too late; he collided with the bike messenger, and as he tripped over the front wheel, he fell right into a fire hydrant, hitting his head hard.

"Oh my God, Freddie!" Carly said, rushing over to him. "Are you okay?"

"Not really!" Freddie winced, rubbing his head.

"Huh, I didn't know they had bike messengers anymore," Gibby said, watching as the messenger got to his feet and rode off. "Nice to see the Internet hasn't destroyed their career."

"Gibby!' Carly exclaimed. She turned back to Freddie. "How's your head feel?"

"Like a hear of buffalo just ran across it," Freddie said. "Thanks a lot, Sam. I think my left ear might have some hearing loss from this…and I've got blood coming out of it!"

"Sam, seriously, you need to be more careful with things like this," Carly said, handing Freddie a tissue for his ear. "I mean, Freddie could've been hurt-"

"I am hurt," Freddie moaned.

"Even more," Carly finished. She looked over at her best friend. "Sam? Are you listening to me?"

Sam, who had been staring at Freddie with the oddest expression on her face, snapped back to reality. "Huh? Oh, sure Carls."

"Here, let's get you back to my place so we can get you some ice," Carly said, helping Freddie to his feet.

"Yeah, hopefully that will help," Freddie said, still cringing in pain.

"Um, here," Sam said, handing Freddie the smoothie she had taken from him. "Um, it's cold…it'll probably help."

"Well, at least I got my smoothie back," Freddie muttered. "Come on; let's just get back so hopefully we'll be able to get that Spencer bit done. Otherwise we're going to be behind for our show."

"Hey, um, actually, why don't we do your alien idea?" Sam suggested.

Freddie stopped in his tracks. "What? You just told me it was stupid."

"Eh, it wasn't that bad," Sam said. "You down for it, Carls?"

"Um, yeah, that's fine," Carly nodded. "Wow, Sam," she added once Freddie turned to Gibby to say something. "Are you actually feeling guilty? I mean, that's just two nice things in a row you've done for Freddie."

"Huh? Oh, yeah, maybe," Sam nodded. "Yeah…guilty."

….

AN-I don't know if I actually believe that Sam only started falling for Freddie when this whole incident apparently took place. I think she maybe had some feelings for awhile, and when this supposedly happened, that was the thing that really made her fall hard for Freddie. But, I don't know. I suppose only Dan knows when Sam really fell for Freddie.