AN-Just wanted to say thanks for all the support that you guys give to me and this story; 300 chapters later and it's still going strong; you guys are the best! Keep the requests coming!

Triangle

"Okay, so hopefully Gibby's wounds will heal," Carly said brightly to the camera. "But until next time-"

"Just please don't try sneaking into any mime conventions," Sam said. "Those freaks are vicious!"

"Oh no, Sam," Carly said, gasping. "What's that I didn't hear downstairs?"

"I don't hear it too, Carls, the silence of a mime is near," Sam said. "One must be waiting downstairs!"

"Ahhhhh!" both girls screamed.

"And we're clear!" Freddie said, laughing. "Really funny stuff tonight."

"Thanks," Carly said. She looked at her Pearphone. "Whoa! We went five minutes over! You guys better get moving if you plan on making your dinner reservations."

"Oh, right," Sam said, tossing Freddie her blue remote. "The dress you're letting me borrow is in on your bed, right?"

"Yeah, and the shoes," Carly nodded. "Go snazz it up!"

"Man, I hope we can make it on time," Freddie said, grabbing a tie from his backpack and beginning to put it on.

"You guys will, don't worry," Carly assured him. "If anything, I'm sure you can convince Spencer to let you guys borrow his car he just bought from Socko's cousin, Otto. Hey, do you care if I go on your laptop and see how many people watched tonight? You know, since I don't have date to get ready for."

"Yeah, sure," Freddie said, sliding on his dress shoes as he ran a comb through his hair.

"No way!" Carly exclaimed, looking on Freddie's screen. "We got 1.5 million views tonight! That's the most we've ever gotten!"

"Nice," Freddie grinned, tucking in his shirt. "The show's really getting popular lately."

"Hey, you ready baby?" Sam asked, returning to the studio, dressed in a red strapless dress and black heels.

"Yup, and wow," Freddie said, staring at his girlfriend. "You look amazing, Sam."

"Yeah, I know," Sam smiled. She turned to Carly. "It's okay if I crash here after our date?"

"Sure," Carly nodded. "Anyway, have fun you two. I should probably go check on Gibby…"

….

"So then I realized that I could eat the ham and the roast beef when I used my new, comically big fork," Sam said as her and Freddie ate their rolls after giving their waiter their orders at the restaurant.

"Ah, so now I'm gonna have to buy you double the meat," Freddie grinned.

"Looks like it," Sam said as she buttered her bread.

"Hey," Freddie said, taking her hand under the table. "I'm really glad we finally managed to make time for this date. It's been way too long since we've done this."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Sam nodded. "We've been so busy with all this iCarly stuff lately. It's really exhausting."

"Guess that's the price we've got to pay for having one of the most popular web shows on the Internet. You know we reached 1.5 million views tonight?"

"Get out! You serious?" Sam exclaimed.

"Yup," Freddie said. "Carly's probably going to want to throw a party or something to celebrate this weekend, so we should-"

"Hi!" two girls said suddenly, walking up to the couple's table.

"Um, hello," Freddie frowned. "Can we help you?"

"You're from iCarly, right?" one of the girls asked.

"Oh, er, yeah," Sam nodded. "We are."

"Oh my God, we're like, such fans of your web show," the other girl squealed. "Could we have your autographs?"

Sam and Freddie looked at each other and shrugged.

"Yeah, okay," Freddie agreed.

"Why not?" Sam said.

"Thank you so much!" the girls said excitedly as Sam and Freddie each signed their notebooks.

"No problem," Freddie said politely.

"Wow, look at us," Sam said as the girls ran off. "Signing autographs and everything."

"It's pretty cool," Freddie smiled. "But right now, I don't want to think about anything else other than me and you. So anyway, yesterday when I was making these reservations, when I called up here, I got connected to-"

"Whoa! Look who it is!" a group of teens said, coming up to the table. "Sam and Freddie from iCarly!"

"You guys are hilarious!" one of the boys said.

"Yeah, I love that whole Idiot Farm Girl bit you guys do!" another said.

"Oh, well thanks," Freddie said. "But we're actually trying to-"

"Do you think we could get some pics?" one of the girls in the group asked hopefully.

Sam sighed. "Fine…go ahead."

"Awesome!" the girl grinned. She handed her phone to a passing by waiter, and after everybody got his or her chance to pose with the couple, Sam and Freddie were finally alone again.

"So like I was saying," Freddie said. "When I called here yesterday, they wound up connecting me to-"

"Holy peanut squash!" came a voice suddenly as an awkward looking teen boy came over to the table. "Sam Puckett and Freddie Benson? From the interweb? I surely must be dreaming."

Sam struggled to hold back a frustrated groan.

"Yeah, it-it's really nice to meet you and everything," Freddie said quickly. "But this really isn't the best time. You see, Sam and I are right in the middle-"

"Could you sign my homemade iCarly journal?" the boy asked, holding out a spiral with Carly, Sam, Freddie and Gibby's faces on it.

Freddie and Sam both looked a bit…creeped out by this notebook, but Freddie gave a sigh. "Well if you took all the time to actually make this…"

"This is the most exciting thing that's happened to me all week!" the boy said happily.

"Yeah, I bet," Sam mumbled, scribbling her name on the notebook. She handed it back to the him. "Here you go."

"I thank you most deeply," the teen said appreciatively. "And sweet, beautiful Samantha, with hair as golden as the sun, and beauty only comparable to that of the alien princess Gogthwatha, I must say, you are looking ravishing tonight. Perhaps if you're not busy next week, you'd like to accompany me to a soda bar for a some diet Peppy Cola."

"Hey!" Freddie snapped. "Are you hitting on Sam in front of me? Get out of here! She doesn't want to date you!"

"I'd like to here that from her," the boy snapped. He turned back to Sam. "So Sam? Would you like to meet me for a night of love and romance?"

"Sure," Sam said, rolling her eyes. "I'll meet you in the Bermuda Triangle tomorrow night at eight."

"It's a date!" the boy said excitedly.

"Man, this is getting a little crazy," Freddie said to Sam as the teen ran off.

"I know," Sam nodded. "I guess this is the downside of iCarly being so popular…"

"Look, maybe we should try coming back here when there a little less people here," Freddie said.

"Yeah, that's probably smart," Sam sighed. "Too bad, though. I was sort of looking forward to tonight…"
Freddie chuckled. "Hey. I didn't say anything about canceling our date night. What do you say we go down to that Chinese restaurant down the straight and go find a nice empty park to relax in?"

Sam smiled. "Well if there's gonna be Chinese food…and your lips, I'm in."