Disclaimer: Me? The owner of iCarly? Pfft. Don't be stupid.

Note: Thanks so much for all the positive reviews! They make me write more for you guys! I'm so stupid... I saved all my homework 'till last minute. HALLOWEEN! I'm very rueful... Seriously, I don't know or care about what Shakespeare is suggesting about society as a whole! Ugh...

They decended down the narrow cold hallway. Finally, they reached the end and it was a square room with... is that a person in the corner?

Sam squinted and the figure came out of the shadowy corner. "Hello. I see you came for dinner."

"We're not hungry, thanks." Freddie said nervously chuckling.

"Speak for yourself." Sam turned my attention to the man. "What you got for us?"

The man was dressed in dark clothes. He laughed evily. "Don't be ridiculous... You're the dinner."

Freddie's eyes widened.

"Uh, no thanks. I'd rather not eat myself." Sam said, figiting with the zipper from Freddie's sweat shirt.

The creep flashed a smile, revealing his sharp teeth. "Too bad."

"Oh my God." Sam said, backing up.

Freddie grabbed her and pulled her close. "There's a exit sign next to the door right behind him. We can get out. Follow my lead." Freddie turned and the vampire wasn't anywhere in sight. "Guess this will be easier than we thought."

Sam nodded and they headed for the door. But before she was even able to take one step, a hand went on her shoulder. She spun around and saw the vampire dude staring at her like she was a snack and he hasn't eaten in years.

Freddie opened the door. "Aw, this just leads to a storage room. There's just boxes and-" He turned around and saw Sam beating up the vampire. He ran up to her. "Sam! What are you doing!"

"Teaching this guy a lesson!"

"Sam, get off him!"

"He wanted to eat us."

"Please, continue what your doing."

"Thought so." She slapped the vampire a bunch of times.

Then from the far side of the haunted house, past the storage room, they heard a girly scream. Last time it wasn't Carly. So, it probably isn't Carly. But just to be sure...

Freddie helped Sam up and they walked slowly to the storage room door. It slammed shut behind them and they heard the scream again. It came from the corner of the room. "Carly?" Freddie asked.

The room went silent and a figure stood up and walked towards them. "Freddie? Sam?"

"Oh my God! Carly, it's you!" Sam ran up and hugged her friend.

"Are you okay?" Freddie asked while they group hugged.

"I'm f-fine."

We all stopped and stared at each other. "So, do you have any idea what's-" Sam was cut off.

"You guys?" Carly said, shakily.

"What?" Sam rolled her eyes, unable to finish her question from before.

"I'm thirsty."

Freddie put his hand on her shoulder. "Well, when we get out of here, we can get you a soda or something."

"I can't leave."

"Why not?"

"I'm thirsty."

"Dude, what up with you? What happened?" Sam questioned her.

"I'm... I... I'm thirsty..."

"We got that."

"Carly, tell us what's wrong." Freddie insisted.

"I'm thirsty!"

Everyone went silent. Apparently Carly's thirsty. No questioning that one anymore.

Carly spoke up again, "I'm thirsty for you." She stepped closer to Freddie.

Sam's jaw dropped. "Whoa! Uh uh. Ain't happening." She stepped between Carly and Freddie.

"Jealous?" Freddie smirked.

"You wish, but something is clearly wrong if Carly is thirsty for you."

Carly snorted. "Something is wrong with me."

"Well, what?" Sam asked.

"I'm still thirsty!"

"Leave Freddie alone! He doesn't love you anymore!"

"I don't care!" Carly pushed Sam aside.

Sam flew into a pile of boxes, still trying to process what just happened.

Carly stepped closer to Freddie causing him to step back in fear. "Carly? Are you alright?"

"I'm thirsty! I already told you this!"

"For me, though?"

Carly nodded and grinned evily.

Sam got up, and stiffened. "Carly, you're thirsty for Freddie? As in you like him and you wanna make out with him or you really want to drink from him?"

"I want his blood." Carly growled.

"My b-blood? Carly, are you a... a vampire?"

She quieted down.

Sam walked near Freddie. "Don't be an idiot. Vampires aren't real."

"What about that guy we just-"

"He was an actor."

"I'm thirsty!" Carly shouted.

"We know!"

Carly grabbed Freddie's hand and tugged him close to her. Sam grabbed his other hand and pulled him towards her. Soon, Carly and Sam were playing tug-of-war with Freddie.

Carly gained random strength pushed Freddie across the room. He slammed against the back wall falling into a bunch of boxes.

Carly stared at Sam like she was a huge piece of chocolate cake. Sam swore she saw Carly drool. "Carly, you're scaring me... a lot." Sam backed up until she hit the wall. Carly smiled and laughed.

Sam grew concerned. "Are you... laughing? You don't want to drink anyone's blood?"

Carly tried to stop laughing. "Um, sorry." She cleared her throat. "I do still want to-" She broke down laughing. "I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry." She hit the ground and covered her mouth, laughing so hard it was silent.

Freddie marched over. "What is going on here?"

Carly stood up again. "Were you guys scared?"

Sam and Freddie glanced at each other. "Yeah!"

"Well, you shouldn't have been."

"Why not?" Freddie stepped closer to Sam.

"Yeah, why not?" Sam crossed her arms.

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