Yes I know, I'm not the best FanFiction author on this site. But you know, last year of high school, the QCS exam… it all sucks. But holidays is here, so bring on a new chapter! And how did everyone like 'iLost My Mind'? All the Seddie-ness was so cute! Oh, and props to iHaveTheBestPennameEver for getting my Glee reference! Lord Tubbington… Brittany's cat on Fondue For Two. Let's get on with it then!
"Now that was a performance!" Jesse gave Kelsey two thumbs up, smiling with pride at her niece.
Everyone had almost left the apartment, except of course for the iCarly crew, Mrs. Benson, Spencer, Jesse, Lucy and Kelsey. "And that was further embarrassment I have to tell my friends at dinner parties." She retorted back, shaking her head. Kelsey wasn't used to attention, let alone praise on her voice.
"Thanks for making this… less boring." Jesse eyed Mrs. Benson, who in return was pouting her lips, staring back.
"They really don't like each other do they…" Freddie mused to himself, sitting on the couch.
"They really don't." Kelsey said. She laughed to herself, and looked over to Lucy and Sam, who had the same tension in their stares. Calmly, she walked over to the two and knelt down to her level. "Lu, what do you say for tugging on Sam's hair?"
"I'm glad I did it?" Lucy cocked her head to the side, and then stuck her tongue out at Sam. "Ooh, you little-" She started to lunge for Lucy, but Kelsey kept them apart by rushing in between them.
"That's it!" Mrs. Benson screeched. She went into the kitchen, and picked up a spray container full of water. Walking over right over to them, she sprayed Lucy and Sam multiple times until their faces were drenched.
There was an awkward silence. "This has been… interesting. I'm gonna go." Jesse slowly said and, like that, he was gone.
Carly and Spencer still hadn't said a word since Kelsey had finished performing. "I have an idea…" Carly suddenly mused to herself.
"Mom?" Freddie gave her a questionable look. "Just because you do that to me regularly doesn't mean you can do that to other people!" Kelsey restrained to give a big smile. Why is his mom like this all the time…
"Well, they wouldn't stop hitting each other, and your poor cousin was probably tired of holding them apart." She looked over to Kelsey, as if she wanted her to say something.
"Uh… I found it kind of helped my muscles. See?" She held up her arm and 'flexed' it. "Good job, Kels. Ooh, why thank you Miss Bicep-"
"You have your father's lack of humour." Mrs. Benson bluntly said to Kelsey. She frowned instantly, narrowing her eyes.
Musical interlude.
"Uhh, we're still WET over here!" Sam gestured to everyone. "I'll get some towels." Carly stood up, and smiled. "Freddie, will you come help me."
"Carly, they're just towels…" "FREDDIE, TO THE LAUDNRY." Carly yelled.
"Alright, alright, geez." They both quickly rushed away into the corridor section of the apartment, all eyes on them.
When they got to the laundry, Freddie opened up the cupboard and started to search through for dry towels. Carly then shut the draw on his hand, causing him to make a shrieking type noise. "AAH, gosh, be a bit more gentle."
"I have a great idea." Carly burst out quietly, ignoring his cry of pain. "We should have Kelsey sing on our show."
"White or beige?" Freddie was roaming through the draw again, only hearing a blur of words coming from her mouth. She smacked the towel out of his hand. "Would you stop that, that's not why I called you back here!"
"And why would we want to have her perform?" He crossed his arms, now facing towards her.
She sighed and looked down at the floor. "Well, like you said yourself, we haven't been getting the greatest of ratings these past weeks, and maybe a new face would… spice things up? It could replace the Giant Pacifier bit."
He shrugged. "I'm down with it, but what about Sam? I'm surprised you didn't check with her first."
"Yeah, well she seems a bit agitated at the moment-" "Anytime with those white towels!" Sam suddenly interjected from the other room.
"White towels it is!" Freddie gleamed and picked up two neatly folded ones. "Talk to her about it soon." He mentioned to her.
As they were coming out of the room, and into the dining one, Lucy ran towards Carly and snatched the towel. "Thanks so much!" She said sweetly and began to rub it all over her body. Kelsey rolled her eyes and sighed. "Do you even know what manners are?"
"Is that supposed to be a rhetorical question, or-"
"Thanks Carls." Sam came over to her and Freddie, grabbed the other towel and began frantically rubbing her hair.
"Well, we better get going!" Spencer suddenly got up off the sofa so fast, his pants nearly came down.
"Gee, what a shame." Mrs. Benson whipped her forehead and sat down carelessly on a stool.
"This sucks." Lucy pouted to Kelsey. "I never got my gouda, and I still can't find my pink beret."
"Ohhhhhhh, that's right!" Spencer nearly shouted. They all looked over to him in confusion. "Everyone wait here!" Then he opened the door and rushed out of the room, almost skipping in his step.
"You tried to take my gouda." Sam hissed at Lucy, still giving her the classic Sam evil stare. "And it was worth you pulling out my hair!" She smiled angelically.
Everyone could hear Spencer's footsteps racing back from his apartment. Almost before he stopped running, he held up high in his hand the pink beret.
"I got it!" He flopped it around in the air. "Who's da man, I'm da man!" He started bobbing his head around for some unknown reason.
"So YOU stole my beret!" Lucy stood up straight, the heat suddenly going off Sam. Kelsey looked a little stunned and bewildered. "You knew where it was all along?" She narrowed his eyes at him. He stopped bobbing and his face turned still.
"Wha- ah, no. I… I didn't steal it. I found it from someone who did steal it."
"And do you know who that is…?" Kelsey started to question him.
There were no words spoken. All that was necessary were Spencer's, Carly's and Freddie's eyes shift over slowly to Sam, who just rolled her eyes. The heat was back on her.
"I KNEW YOU HAD IT IN FOR ME ALL ALONG!" Lucy sprung to fight with her again, but Kelsey holding her back. "Kiddo, violence isn't the answer!" She said while struggling to calm her sister. "Unless you're trying to get out of one of Uncle Jesse's boring architecture stories, then you can slap him a bit. It helps if you flick some water at him too."
"Hey, you have it back now, don't you?" Sam kept calm throughout the whole fiasco, her hand on her chin, slouching on the couch.
"Well, not yet." Lucy rolled her eyes, stopping flying her legs everywhere. "Lu, manners." Kelsey warned.
She sighed heavily, turned to Spencer and looked up at him. "Please give me back my pink beret." Lucy said it in the most flat tone possible, but to Kelsey it was still viable.
"Sure you can." He handed it to her, leaning down to her level. "I may have tried it on." Spencer whispered in her ear. She made a weird face and whispered back "You're almost as weird as my sister." He smiled and stiffly laughed.
Getting back up, he dusted his hands and placed his hands on his hips. "Alright, now we can head off… uh, Freddie, where's your mum gone."
"Probably gone to lie down in bed; she doesn't like to be around groups of people a lot."
"That explains many things." Carly mused.
"Alright gang, let's turn this mother out!" He made a gesture towards the door and stamped his foot.
"Actually, I want to ask Kelsey something." Carly interjected. Then Spencer was the one making the pouting face. "But I stomped my foot and everything!" He said in an almost whining tone.
"Me?" Kelsey wondered aloud. "Shoot."
"Have you heard of our web show iCarly?"
Lucy's eyes widened with the familiar mention of the name she'd heard before, when eavesdropping on her classmates at school. Apparently, it was 'the coolest thing to be watching at their age.' "That you guys?" She said without realising it.
"Yep, just Sam and I, plus Freddie as the tech guy."
"And the shirtless potato." Sam remarked. Kelsey did a double take on her. "His name be Gibby."
"And what do you do on this… web show?"
"Many things!" Sam exclaimed. "Cook, paint, games, Random Dancing, and for the next show we were going to do a new bit called the Giant Pacifier Hop…" This time all eyes fell on Spencer, as he looked dazed. "But someone ordered the wrong thing online!" He looked back at Sam for a moment, and then suddenly looked down to the floor.
"So that's why you were carrying that huge box…" Kelsey exclaimed, like she had found something she was searching for her entire life.
"Well excuse me if I don't have the ability to type like a god on the keyboard!" He suddenly said, mimicking a bad impression of a child.
"You're all boring; I'll be waiting outside." Lucy interjected, placing the beret on her head swiftly. They all watched her walk to the front door, pull the door open, but then she looked back at Sam. "We'll meet again." She stared at her for the final time, and then graciously shut the door behind her.
"She's like a little version of you." Freddie pointed out. Sam looked disgusted, and then looked confused. She finally nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, I'd say that was accurate."
"Can we please get back to my question? I did not bring this up to talk about mini-Sams, typing gods or Gibby's figure!" After saying this, she coughed a little as everyone grew silent and the attention was on her.
"Sorry. Continue Carly." Kelsey simply said.
"Thank you." She cleared her throat. "Weeelll, I was wondering if you'd like to… I don't know… maybe, sing on the show?" Carly slurred on her words, while slowly walking over towards her.
"But what about the Giant Paci-" Sam started. "It's going to replace that bit since we've stuffed it up!" She finished for her. "Ah. Right. Gotcha." Sam was sorry she asked. Carly was in her insane-and-needed-to-be-right mood again.
"Seriously, really?" Kelsey exclaimed, almost a bit too excited and smiled from ear to ear. "Wait… I won't have to sing while cooking right? Cause I am really not the best in the kitchen."
"Ooh, that'd be a good-" "No Sam." Carly stopped her, half-amused.
"It's just a performance, no biggie. We've had a few guest stars appear on iCarly before." Freddie stated.
Kelsey scoffed. "Well… I wouldn't call me a 'star'. More like a… stunning, young ingénue." They all looked at her with blank faces, except Spencer who smiled and admired her language choice.
"Uh, none of you watch Glee, I take it." She smiled slightly, and then took up the courage to have her possible big break. "I'll do it!" She lept off the couch and put her fist in the air. "Seattle rocks!" Unfortunately, she pumped her fist too hard that it stretched her arm out too far. "Ahh, ow."
Kelsey embarrassingly sunk down to the chair again, sitting down next to a smiling Sam. "Don't get too excited now." She said. "Awesome, come back with your song and backing track in two days, and then we'll get this party started."
"What? Two days? That's it, that's when you start broadcasting? What the heck am I going to wear…, going to sing more importantly." Kelsey frantically had thoughts rushing through her head, and felt like it was going to explode. "Will I look fat on camera?" She wondered aloud.
"I never even thought of that." Carly worryingly said, as she looked down at her belly. Sam followed her, starting to move her belly from side to side.
Spencer and Freddie just stared at the three girls, shaking their heads. "Women." They both said in the same tone. The other three instantly shot a glance at them, scuffing off their pride. "Girls aren't the only people who look fat on camera too, you know." Sam shot back.
"Whatever, we're getting off topic. Kelsey, in two days, just be here in next door's apartment at 12pm for a sound check. We start broadcasting at 1." Freddie said.
"Oh, it might be a little earlier than that. My band will have to have time to set up." She simply said.
"Your band?" Spencer said, sounding a little impressed. "You're in a band?" Carly sounded excited and scooted over toward Kelsey on the couch.
"Well, I'm not in the band, but I know people who'll do a pretty decent job of a few songs. I just have to confirm with them… soon I'm thinking." She whipped out her mobile and started to vigorously press buttons. "Oh, I might need one of your phone number's to confirm the band."
"You can have mine." Spencer said, you almost couldn't understand him. Kelsey shyly smiled and nodded. Meanwhile, Sam snorted and that was followed by Carly nudging her ever so slightly.
After accepting his piece of paper, Kelsey started to type the number into her phone. "I'll only be a couple blocks down from where you guys are, but just in case- Hey! You put little tophats on your 5's." She exclaimed.
"You too?" Spencer leaned forward in interest.
"No – antennas on my 8's." She smiled proudly. They both shared a laugh as they found themselves again feeling a little flushed and embarrassed.
"Wow… that's lame." Sam said, breaking the moment. "Well, mama needs more Fat Cakes, I say we blow this joint." Everyone then proceeded to get up and walk towards the front door.
"I'll uh, give you a call or something." Kelsey smiled at Spencer as they were walking. "That is if Lucy doesn't steel my phone and constantly texts her 'BFF' for 2 consecutive hours again…" He smiled softly at her, making her stomach flutter. It felt weird.
"KELS, LET'S GO!" Everyone heard Lucy yell from outside. "What, you want to go to the stores before they close to get MORE GOUDA!" Sam yelled back.
Carly and Freddie both rolled their eyes as they all proceeded out into the hallway.
Let the craziness begin.
YAY. Another chapter done. And it only took me two days to write! Now to think of what can happen next… leave me suggestions in reviews perhaps? Now I must study for my exams. Thanks for reading!
