Freddie slowly walked out of the bathroom, shivering. He had just taken a shower to wash
the food off his body that was leftover from the fight. Sam had just begun driving her half
of the trip to Ottawa.
"S-Sam? D-D-Did y-y-you t-t-t-turn th-the hot water off?" Freddie stuttered.
"And did you, my nubby husband, call me 'Sweet Samantha' at the very beginning of this
trip?" Sam smirked.
Freddie's eyes widened. "Y-Yes?" He stammered.
"And didn't I say I'd be getting you back for saying that?" Sam asked, knowing it was true.
Freddie nodded.
"There's your answer." Sam finished. With that, she returned full concentration to the
road, sending her husband back in defeat.
A sound all too familiar to Sam could now be heard coming from behind the RV. She
groaned as Freddie gave her a frantic look. She turned her head and mouthed 'let me
handle it'. Freddie took a seat in a swivel chair and waited as the policeman exited his car.
The policeman walked up to the already open driver's side window. "License, registration,
and insurance?"
"Yeah, yeah. Here ya go." Sam said, dropping the reqiured paperwork in the officer's
hands. He walked back to his car. Sam knowingly turned to look at Freddie, who was
staring at her with wide eyes. She rolled her eyes at him and turned around again, waiting
for several minutes until the policeman came back.
The officer handed her the papers, as well as another slip of paper.
"I'm issuing you a ticket for a turn signal violation." The officer said. Sam rolled her eyes.
"I'll just pay it now." She looked at the ticket, noticing it was for eighty-three dollars and
eighteen cents.
"Eighty bucks? I'll just pay it now." Sam said, reaching into the duffel bag and handing
him four Canadian twenty dollar bills.
"Thank you, have a nice day." The officer returned the ticket to Sam and she drove off.
"Well, she didn't say much. Compared to the guys that arrested me at least." Sam told
Freddie.
"You did good, Sam." Freddie said, kissing her cheek. "Let's just finish the trip without
getting pulled over again."
Sam gave him a look and kept driving. While she was driving, Freddie went to the refrigerator and quietly removed all of her leftover ham, bacon, and friend chicken from the trip. He slowly transferred everything to one tray, and retreated to the restroom. After finishing his private business, he picked up the metal tray supporting his wife's favorite meats, set it onto the toilet seat, and tipped it toward the water. All of the meat fell into the toilet, and Freddie silently shook the tray dry. Then he returned all of the trays to their places. He then closed the door and left the light on. Satisfied, Freddie sat in a booth and powered up his laptop.
...
"Fredward?" Sam growled, walking through the RV. "Where's my meat?" She tried the doorknob to the restroom, thinking Freddie was in there. Her eyes widened in horror as she caught sight of the toilet. Sam dashed from the bathroom to the bed, where she jumped on Freddie and pinned his arm behind his back. "What...did...you...do...to...my...MEAT?" Sam screamed.
"Hey, you turned off the hot water. It was only fair." Freddie said simply. Sam reluctantly released him and stood up.
"What's for dinner?" Sam asked.
"A three course vegan meal." Freddie replied, earning him a punch in the chest.
...
-Meanwhile, in Seattle-
"Mmm." Charlotte Gibson moaned as she made out with Spencer Shay in his living room on the couch. Carly and Gibby watched from the stairs in disgust.
"EWWWW!" Gibby moaned loudly, causing Spencer and Charlotte to jump. Spencer gave Gibby a dirty look. Carly dragged him out of the apartment.
"Well, that trip to Mexico was a fail." Carly sighed.
"We went to Mexico?" Gibby asked.
"Yes! You had to go to the hospital because a mariachi band beat you with their instruments!" Carly reminded.
"Oh, yeah. That was fun." Gibby smiled.
"I didn't get any closer to winning Freddie back." Carly muttered. Her phone rang.
"Sam!" Carly shouted, quickly answering. "Hello?"
"Sup, kid?" Sam asked, putting her PearPhone on speaker phone.
"Wh-where are you guys?" Carly asked. "What are you doing? How are you doing? Why-"
"Carls, I'm fine." Sam laughed. "Just chilling with my nub of a husband."
"Your what?" Carly repeated.
"My nub of a husband. Yes, Carls. We got married." Sam said. "And just so you know, you won't be able to track this call. If you finally realize that Freddie never truly loved you, then we may just come back and take you to college with us in our RV."
"Y-your RV?" Carly stammered.
"Yes, Carly. Our RV. Sam's right, I never loved you. It was just a crush. Over this trip, I've learned that Sam's the right girl for me."
"Okay." Carly said softly. "I-I guess I was just jealous that you were Sam's boyfriend...or should I say husband, and not mine, and then I remembered that you liked me first. I tried to use that to my advantage and it only made you guys leave. I'm really sorry. You're my best friends, and we should stick together."
Freddie glanced at Sam. "Look, we're sorry that we ran away from you guys, and we were going to come back once you realized that I never loved you. We'll come back by the end of the summer and take you to college in Massachusetts with us. In our RV." Freddie said.
"Sounds like a plan." Carly smiled.
"All we ask is that you don't try and find us, no matter what my mom tries to do. Think of this trip as a long honeymoon for Sam and I." Freddie said. "We'll talk to you later, Carly."
"Bye, Freddie." Carly said, ending the call. Now she just had to break the news to Spencer, Gibby, and Marissa.
...
"They're WHAT?" Marissa screamed in disbelief.
"They're married." Carly repeated. "As in together forever."
"H-how could they get married without even telling us? Without even telling me?" Marissa asked. "That delinquent took away my son!"
Spencer went to comfort Mrs. Benson. "Marissa, it was going to happen eventually, and it just came sooner than we all expected." Spencer said softly. "I'm sure Sam will be faithful to Freddie. He loves her for who she is, and Sam loves Freddie for who he is. You can count on that."
"W-Well, when are they returning?" Marissa asked, looking at Carly expectantly.
"They said that they'd come back by the end of the summer and take me to college with them. They bought an RV together."
Marissa buried her face in her hands.
"An RV? Cool! I bet they've had some mad sex in there." Gibby commented. Spencer and Carly gave him a look.
"What? I would've!" Gibby said.
"Let's just hope they make it back safely." Spencer said.
...
-Ottawa, Ontario, Canada-
"Well, that's a huge weight lifted off our shoulders." Sam said as she laid in bed with her husband.
"For the most part, yes." Freddie replied. "They still don't know where we are."
"I'm glad that we finally got through to Carly." Sam said.
"Yeah, let's hope everything goes smoothly when we get back to Seattle." Freddie responded. "You know, Carly and Gibby would make a good couple."
"That would make me puke every day until they broke up." Sam replied.
"Gibby did seem to be attracted to her before we left." Freddie reminded.
"Yeah, yeah. Enough talking. We have a city to explore tomorrow." Sam said.
Freddie pulled her close, and soon both were fast asleep.
...