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"Hey, you guys, guess what?" Carly Shay asked her two best friends as she let themselves into their house.

"Um, is this important?" Sam asked as she pulled away from her husband.

"Sort of, why?" Carly asked.

"Just because this is the first time in like, forever, that all the kids have been out of the house at the same time," Freddie replied. "So we were going to have some, you know, alone time."

"Oh okay good, so I'm not interrupting anything important then," Carly said happily.

"You'd really think she'd understand these things by now," Sam grumbled.

"What's up, Carls?" Freddie sighed.

"Well I was going through my emails today-"

"You interrupted us for an email?" Sam exclaimed.

"Not just any email," Carly grinned, pulling out her phone. "It's from some dude named Joseph Fender."

"We don't know any Joseph Fender," Freddie pointed out.

"Yeah, but he knows us," Carly said. She cleared her throat and began to read the email.

"Hi Carly. My name is Joseph Fender, and I am in the web design business. When I was younger, I used to be a huge fan of the web show that you did with Sam and Freddie, iCarly. I wasn't very popular when I was younger, so your show was one of the few things I really looked forward to. When you guys ended the show twenty years ago, I was devastated, and didn't know what I was going to do now that iCarly had ended. But what I didn't realize at the time was that your show ending was just the push I needed to really make something of my life. Your show gave me the strength I needed to apply to college and get a job doing what I loved. I just wanted to say thank you to you guys for doing iCarly for as long as you did. You have no idea how many people like me you've inspired because of it. Every now and then I still find myself going through old clips of the show, and it never fails to pick me up when I need it. Hope the three of you are doing well in whatever you are up to now."

"Wow, that's pretty cool," Freddie said.

"If you ask me, this Joseph guy sounds like a real loser," Sam said.

"Sam!" Carly frowned.

"What?"

"Man, I would've never though our web show would've had such an effect on people," Freddie said. "You know, I haven't thought about iCarly in years…"

"Me neither," Carly admitted. "I guess we've all just been to busy. Has it really been twenty years since we've done it?"

"Just about," Sam nodded. "Doesn't feel like that long, does it?"

"No," Freddie replied.

The three sighed.

"You know…" Freddie said thoughtfully. "I think we have that big box of old iCarly props in the attic somewhere…"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Sam asked.

"Want to spend the rest of the day reminiscing about the good old days?" Carly asked.

"Shoosh yeah," Sam said as her and Freddie jumped up and headed to the attic.

"What are we looking for again?" Sam and Freddie's seventeen-year old son, Jason, asked as he climbed the staircase up into the Benson's attic.

"I'm telling you, I heard mom and dad saying just the other night that they hid our Christmas presents up here," Jason's thirteen-year old sister, Emma, said as her, Ashton, Tyler and Carly's daughter, Clarissa, followed Jason up.

"You guys really still peek at your Christmas presents?" Clarissa frowned. "Don't you like the surprise of not knowing what you're getting until Christmas morning?"

"We do," Ashton nodded. "But you know how there's always that one present from your parents where you don't know what they were thinking when they bought it for you?"

"Last year dad bought me a book," Tyler said. "A book! What am I going to do with that? I'm not a reader!"

"Anyway," Emma explained. "What we figured out was that if we caught the lame presents early on, and then dropped subtle hints to our parents for the next few weeks, they'd realize that we'd probably like something else instead."

"That's genius," Clarissa said, amazed.

"I don't see any of the presents up here," Jason said, looking around the attic. "You sure they're up here, Emma?"

"Yes, mom was telling dad that she was storing everything up here this year," Emma said.

"Unless she was just baiting us…" Ashton mumbled. "Which with mom, is a real possibility."

"Maybe they're in this big box," Tyler said, opening up a box that was siting in the middle of the attic. "Wait, no, this is just some weird junk. Whoa, look at this!" He held up Sam's old blue remote and pushed a button.

"Random Dancing" echoed throughout the basement.

"Shh!" Jason hissed. "Do you want to get caught?"

"Sorry," Tyler muttered.

"What is that stuff anyway?" Clarissa asked.

"The side of the box says 'iCarly props'," Ashton read.

"Hey, isn't that web show our parents used to do when they were younger?" Emma asked.

"Yeah, it was," Jason nodded. "They must've kept some things from it. What else is in there, Ty?"

"Um, let's see," Tyler said, digging through the box. "There's this cool looking fake mustache, this shirt that says 'Fried Clown' on it, a doll with the face cut out of it, a-ew! A bra!"

"I wonder what they used half this stuff for," Ashton said, rifling through the box.

"Yeah, they must've done some pretty weird stuff with this shiz," Jason agreed.

"Hey look, it's a picture of dad dressed up like some lame vampire or something," Emma said, grinning as she picked out an old picture from the box, her mind no longer focused on snooping out Christmas presents. "Oh God, he looked ridiculous."

"Have you guys ever seen the show?" Clarissa asked, sitting down around the box next to Emma.

The Benson kids shook their heads.

"Nah, our parents just told us a few things about it," Jason said. "Like how they got some award for it in Japan or how some psycho chick locked them in a basement during it."

"What are you guys doing up here?" Sam asked suddenly, flicking on the lights as she entered the attic with Carly and Freddie.

"Um, we were just-" Emma started.

"See, I told you'd they fall for that trap," Sam said triumphantly to Freddie. She shook her head. "You guys honestly think I'd be so stupid as to hide your Christmas presents up here?"

"Hey, you guys going through our old iCarly props?" Carly asked, spotting the box.

"Yeah, we just found them up here," Tyler nodded.

"We were looking at them earlier today," Freddie explained. "There's some pretty neat stuff in there, huh?"

"Yeah, what'd you guys use this blue butt mold for?" Emma asked.

"For a blue butt bit," Sam replied.

"Why'd you guys ever stop doing iCarly?" Clarissa asked.

"Well you know, once we finished high school, we sort of had too much going on," Carly shrugged. "We never meant for the show to last forever."

"Was it fun though?" Tyler asked.

"Of course," Sam nodded.

"Was it really as popular as you guys all say it was?" Jason asked.

"Um, popular enough to have over a million views per show," Freddie scoffed.

"Whoa!" Ashton said, impressed.

"Hey, I have an idea," Carly said, looking over at Sam and Freddie. "Why don't we show these guys just how great the show was. You think you can pull up the site again, Freddie?"

"So long as the password is still 'Samlovesham'," Freddie chuckled.

"Then come on, let's go watch," Sam said. "And you guys can all see what a big nub this one used to be…not that he still isn't one." She playfully put her arm around Freddie.

"Hey!" Freddie said indignantly.

"Don't worry mom, we found this in the box," Emma grinned, showing her mom the picture of Freddie in his vampire get up. "We know."

"Oh come on, I looked awesome in that!" Freddie said.

"Yeah, not really," Sam laughed.

"Come on, I want to watch!" Tyler said anxiously as he jumped up. "Hurry up!"

"Okay, okay, hold you horses," Freddie grinned.

"This is so exciting," Carly said. "I can't believe we haven't shown these guys iCarly before!"

"Yeah well, better late then never," Sam shrugged.