"I told you I'd win more races!" Sam said.
"I almost-" Freddie started.
"Yeah yeah, you almost won the last one, and if you had, you would've beat me." Sam finished.
"I still would've!" Freddie defended. "I won the ones I did win because you couldn't stop staring at my body!"
"It's not my fault your body is so...sexy." Sam mumbled. "It's not like you weren't staring at me!"
"Good choice on a black bikini." Freddie grinned. Sam punched his still naked shoulder. He groaned in response.
"You can buy me some Cheesecake Warehouse, where we'll talk about what we did earlier." Sam directed her eyes away from Freddie's.
"Alright, let's get some food here and we'll go to Cheesecake Warehouse." Freddie said.
They walked up to a turquoise shack, and Freddie spoke to the middle aged female cashier.
"Hey, what can I get you?" The cashier looked at Freddie, asking the question in a seductive voice.
"Can I get six orders of bacon?" Freddie asked, trying to be polite.
"Sure thing, honey." The cashier smiled, slowly turning around.
"Make it quick, lady." Sam rudely told the brunette cashier.
The clerk eventually finished all six orders of Canadian bacon, and now it was time to pay.
"The register's broken." The clerk said. "You'll have to...come back here."
Freddie was led behind the counter by the clerk, and he paid. The clerk leaned in to kiss him, but Sam used one of her many defensive tactics and caused her to collapse.
"Quick, let's get out of here before she wakes up." Sam said.
The teenage couple rushed to their 70's American RV and they tore out of the facility.
"I hope I never have to experience a cougar again." Freddie said once he was settled in.
"She was worse than Martha!" Sam agreed.
"Only because she was hitting on me." Freddie smirked.
"She looked terrible!" Sam said.
"Uh-huh."
"Just take us to the Cheesecake Warehouse.
...
"So, did you...come to a decision?" Sam asked. They each had gotten dressed in the RV, as they wanted it to be a 'formal' dinner.
"Did you?"
"I asked you first."
"Well, I do want to marry you, and there's no point in waiting if you've already met the person for you."
Sam blushed. "Being a wife would feel good..."
Much to Sam's surprise, Freddie got down on one knee and removed a small box from his pocket, revealing a simple gold ring.
"Samantha Joy Puckett, will you marry me?"
The entire restaurant went silent.
"Yes, Fredward. I'll marry you."
Freddie put the ring on Sam's finger, kissed her passionately, and picked her up.
Freddie asked for takeout boxes and they newly engaged couple left the Cheesecake Warehouse.
Sam and Freddie sat up front together, with him driving. Neither could stop smiling.
"Now I won't have to worry about cougars hitting on me anymore." Freddie said.
Sam chuckled. "True that. What's our next stop?"
"To get our marriage license. We'll have to stay in Winnipeg until we elope." Freddie said.
"Do you have all the paperwork and chiz?" Sam asked. "I've got my birth certificate, and some old test results. Won't we have to wait a while for a marriage license though?"
"You sure know a lot about this." Freddie smirked. "I called up a guy that can get us one with just a few signatures."
"Well, get moving!" Sam said, excited.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Freddie shook his head.
"I don't think we'll need any super fancy clothes or anything. Just what we're wearing now." Sam said. "Does the guy you called have a location?"
"We'll be eloping in a small church not far from here." He said. "We can go out and get rings tomorrow."
"Telling the others that we're married will be fun." Sam said. Freddie grinned.
...
Sam, Freddie, the minister, and a custodian who would record the wedding were the only ones in the church. Both Sam and Freddie were nervous, but were happy that this moment had come.
"And now the couple will recite their vows." The minister said. "Let's start with Fredward."
Freddie looked Sam in the eye and began. "Sam, we began as enemies, progressed to close friends, boyfriend and girlfriend, and now we're finally tying the knot. I couldn't imagine spending the rest of my life with any other girl. I can't wait for what happens in the future."
"Beautiful, Fredward. And now, Samantha will recite her vow."
"If someone told me we'd be getting married when we were little, I would've punched them until they bled. When we had our first kisses with each other, I developed a crush on you or something. I didn't realize I had until a long time after, but I still can't believe I'm here with you. Spending the rest of my life with you wouldn't be so bad."
Freddie smiled and the custodian brought out the rings, which were also gold and simple.
"Speak now or forever hold your peace." The minister said. It was obvious that nobody would speak, but they wanted to show this moment to their friends back in Seattle later.
"Then by the power vested in me by the province of Manitoba, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.
The minister clapped as they kissed.
The newlyweds savored the feeling for a few moments, thanked the minister and custodian, and left.
"I can't believe it." Freddie smiled.
"Yeah, I now have the nerdiest husband in the world." Sam grinned.
"But the perfect husband." Freddie said.
"Let's just get these clothes off." Sam said.
They changed in front of each other inside.
"How about we go out tonight?" Freddie asked his new wife.
"Where?" Sam inquired.
"I heard about a high end place a few miles away." Freddie said. "You don't have to dress up."
"Do they have meat?" Sam asked.
"Yes, Sam. I made sure that we'd go to a place with meat." Freddie chuckled.
"Good boy."
...
-Meanwhile in Seattle-
"Please, it's urgent!" Marissa begged to a police officer.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. They are legal adults, so we cannot look for them. They also willingly left according to Ms. Shay, which is another reason why we will not track Mr. Benson and Ms. Puckett."
Marissa glared at Carly.
"Do you have any idea where they could've went?" Marissa pleaded.
"No, ma'am. It is best to let them be and hope they return." The officer said.
Marissa sighed.
"They'll come back soon enough." Spencer said.
Carly, Marissa, and Gibby gave him looks.
"Okay, maybe not Sam. Freddie could convince her to come back with him." Spencer added.
"I hope so." Marissa said.
-Winnipeg, Manitoba-
"I don't think I can eat anymore." Sam groaned as they walked to the RV.
"That's a first." Freddie laughed.
"I'm going to bed." Sam yawned.
"I'll drive us back to camp, and then I'll join you." Freddie said.
"How many beds does this thing have?" Sam asked, getting out her PJ's.
"Six, I think?" Freddie said.
Soon enough, they were back at camp and sound asleep.
...
"Wow, you actually slept in with me." Sam managed a small smile.
"Thought we could leave a few hours later." Freddie replied.
"You have a bad case of morning breath." Sam grimaced.
Freddie rolled his eyes and remained in the bed. He turned on the TV.
"All traffic eastbound out of Winnipeg is stopped due to a crash." The anchor said. "The estimated travel time out of Winnipeg is 4 hours."
"What else can we do here?" Sam asked.
"We could always...stay in bed..." Freddie suggested.
"You woke me up in the middle of the night to do that, Fredward." Sam rolled her eyes.
"You can't say you didn't enjoy it." Freddie smirked.
"Okay, so I did. But Mama's still a little worn out." Sam said.
Freddie accidentally laid on the TV remote, turning the volume up again. Before he could speak, the news anchor started.
"Police have arrested a woman accused of harassing young men. She is being held on bond." The picture showed the cougar that approached Freddie earlier.
"Glad she's in jail." Freddie said.
"They should take her to Troubled Waters." Sam commented.
"I'm sure there are mental health facilities near Winnipeg, Sam." Freddie said.
"Dude, you totally missed the joke." Sam said.
"Oh."
"Do you think our marriage will last?" Sam asked, serious.
"I know that young marriages don't usually last long, but if we are...faithful to each other and don't cheat, we should be okay." Freddie answered, wrapping an arm around Sam. "I love you."
"I love you too." Sam said, sighing.
"Now that I think of it, Carly would be the one to cheat." Freddie said.
"Where in your nerdy little head did you get that?" Sam asked.
"Well, even though she was cheated on before, she always has to get her way. Just like with me. She was furious when we left because she wanted me to herself, and she didn't get me. It'll probably be even worse when we tell her we're married, but then she'll comfort herself by thinking our marriage won't last." Freddie replied.
"That's a lot of thinking." Sam said. "Only something you'd do."
Freddie rolled his eyes, and got up.
"We've got a 7 hour drive to Thunder Bay, Ontario." Freddie said. "We can alternate every 2 hours."
"Fine." Sam yawned, rolling out of the bed.
"Thunder Bay sounds like a place that you'd like." Freddie said, changing into a T-shirt and shorts.
"Thunder." Sam repeated, smiling.
Freddie shook his head and began to make up the bed, while Sam started making breakfast.
"We'll probably get there around 10:00 including breakfast and all your stops." Freddie smirked.
"You said we need souvenirs!" Sam reminded.
"I was taking care of that until you picked the one out here." Freddie defended.
"I have my own collection of souvenirs." Sam said, showing Freddie a bag from British Columbia filled with items from the other provinces.
"How'd you-"
"I knew you'd remember to get them, but I figured we should have some for each other. It might add to the reactions when we get back too."
"That probably will happen." Freddie replied.
"Wait until they see the RV." Sam smiled, sliding Freddie's plate onto the table.
"My mom will probably faint when she sees our wedding rings." He chuckled as Sam sat down.
"And then she'll say that it won't last." Sam responded.
"It will." Freddie grabbed her hand.
Sam smiled at her husband.
-Meanwhile, in Seattle-
"Stolen?" Marissa said frantically. "My son's car was stolen?"
"Yes. We have no way to find out where the vehicle was stolen from, but it was found abandoned in Montana." The officer on the phone said. "Would you like to have it towed to your residence?"
"Yes, I'd like to have it brought here please." Marissa nodded. "You have no way to find out where the car was stolen?"
"That's correct." The officer said.
"Well, thank you." Marissa said, hanging up the phone.
...