Sam's POV
Why can't he get it? I'm not just doing this for the fun of it. I have my own reasons and way of expressing myself. Is it a crime to give someone presents everyday for the 12 days of Christmas?
Not if you're trying to poison them or kill them.
But I wasn't trying to do that. I just want to scare him, poke fun at him; have a good laugh. What's wrong with that? Besides, the scorpions aren't even poisonous!
But scaring people or making fun of them is just wrong.
You're just messing with my brain, conscience. Wait, I have a conscience?
Of course you do, everyone has one.
Okay, can you stop talking? You're creeping me out. I'm hearing voices in my head and that's freaky. Now, get out of here!
"Hey Sam," Carly was at the counter reading the iCarly blogs.
"Yo, Carls," I replied. "What'cha doin'?"
"Sam, did you post this on your blog?" Carly asked. She loooked horified. "Why did you post this on ?"
I laughed. "It's funny!"
"But this is-" she was cut off by a certain nub who was entering the room.
"Hey Carly, I've got the cab-" Freducation came down from the studio with cables in his hands. "Wait, isn't that..."
He shot me a glare while I tried to hide my grin.
"SAM PUCKETT!" he yelled while he chased me around the room, trying to convince me to remove the video from the site.
"No way, the video is way too funny to be removed. It will increase our viewership by at least 5%!" I tried to assure him that it's a wise choice to put the video up. "Besides, the mimes seemed to like you alot!"
"Sam!" he stopped chasing, but not because he was out of breath. "You know what? You're right. We should probably just leave it on the net."
I raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"It's not everyday you get to encounter three mimes with three different personalities who copy your actions," he smirked. "If you insist on putting it up on , we can continue putting it up if you agree to my conditions."
"What conditions?"
"You will not continue with the 12 days of Christmas plan," he simply stated, with a smirk on his face while he folds his arms triumphantly. "So, what are you gonna choose?"
I smiled. "It's a tough decision, but I think I'll choose the..."
I looked at Carly, who was hoping that I would drop both ideas. But I ain't gonna let go that easy.
"... 12 Days of Christmas."
Freducinni's smirk turned into a frown as he was hoping for the easy way out. "What?"
"The 12 Days of Christmas," I grinned. "Get ready for day four of torture, Fredison, 'cause this isn't over yet!"
I left the apartment smiling for the second time this week. Aww, this is going to be the best Christmas ever...
A/N: I hope most of you can read between the lines... Heheh...