Hey guys! That's right Chapter 5 has arrived! I'd like to thank you guys for your amazing support on this story, I never expected it to end up this big! And it's all thanks to you guys!

Fav lines!

"Yeah, well no more Danny Phantom for you, you're addicted!" "Danny's
a hottie." "And he's a CARTOON!": 2 (Tied for the win!)

Combo of SWAC and Danny Phantom lines: 1

"No more Sonny With A Chance For
You!":2 (Tied for the win!)

Good/Fine argument from Sonny With a Chance: 1

'He picked a Dorito out of her hair, then settled down to go to sleep.':1

After he forwarded the toe wax coupon to Spencer.: 1

Sam calling Freddie Freddorito: 1

Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and double thanks to everyone who told me their favourite line in their review! This chapter is for Evil Beware We Have Waffles and my pal Kelse, who inspired the chapter title!

"Sam you can't wear sweatpants on our date!" Freddie reasoned.

"Why not Freddorito?" Sam asked innocently.

"You have to make it look like you're crazy for me! That means you have to look shockingly hot, so Mackenzie will be jealous!" Freddie replied, ignoring his new nickname.

"Are you saying I DON'T look shockingly hot right now?" Sam asked lowly, stepping closer to Freddie and lightly resting her fingers on his neck.

Freddie gulped, and felt his heartbeat at least double as Sam's fingers tapped against his skin waiting for his answer. For a minute he wondered whether it was the fact that Sam could kill him, or just Sam herself, that was making him so nervous.

"I'm waiting," Sam reminded him icily, her fingers tightening up just the smallest bit.

"Sam, you look shockingly hot in ANYTHING, I swear," Freddie promised.

"Then why do I have to get all dolled up like I'm my annoying, goody two-shoes sister?"

"So Melanie DOES exist! I knew it!"

"Shut up and answer the question you stupid nub!" Sam's fingers squeezed his neck, briefly making Freddie wonder if he should leave his Sonny With a Chance DVD's to his Mom or Carly when Sam ended his life.

"You have to show everyone else that you're in love with me! You have to make it look like you're looking ESPECIALLY shockingly hot just for me," Freddie smiled hopefully down at her hoping he'd said the right thing, but was met with an angry glare, "Not that you'd ever look good for me! Sam Puckett doesn't try to impress anyone!" he quickly added, and Sam's fingers dropped from his neck.

"That means I have to go home," Sam pointed out quietly.

"Sam, you haven't gone home in three days! My mom's going to be home in four, you'll have to go home SOME time! Plus you're wearing MY clothes. AGAIN!"

Sam shrugged and sat down on the couch. She was wearing a pair of his sweatpants he'd outgrown, and one of his non-striped shirt that was too big and hung loosely on her. In his screwed up little world Freddie actually kind of found it hot, but there was still no way he was letting her out of their-HIS- apartment like that.

"Sammmmmmm," he whined.

"Fine, but you're coming with me, I don't have money for the bus," Sam agreed.

Freddie nodded even though he could have just as easily given her the money. He also picked up the phone and called a cab. Everyone on the bus would see Sam in his clothes, know that she spent the night at his house, and assume he'd knocked her up. That was really the last thing he needed.

The cab arrived in minutes, and the awkward ride there with a foreign, and angry looking cabbie, was only several minutes long. Soon as the cab came to a stop in front of Sam's place she bolted, promising she'd back in under five minutes.

The cab driver kept his eyes, which were almost hidden under thick bushy eyebrows, focused on Freddie. Avoiding his gaze Freddie flipped open his cell and called Carly.

"Hey Freddie!" Carly's cheerful voice answered before the second ring.

"Hi Carls!"

"How's Operation Seddie going?" Carly asked immediately

"It has a name?" Freddie asked with a laugh.

"Of course it does! Listen, I watched romantic movies all day yesterday and I have some things to ask you."

"Go for it."

"Have you guys held hands and/or skipped through the park?"

"Carly there is no way Sam would ever do something that nubbish."

"So I can check off talking like each other then."

"Very funny."

"Number two, have either of you shut the other one up by kissing them?"

"No Carly, we uh, haven't kissed since we started this fake dating thing." Freddie lied. He wasn't sure if Sam would want Carly to know about the library incident, and wasn't about to risk his life for the second time that day by saying something stupid.

"Ok then, third question, has she fallen asleep in your arms?" Carly asked excitedly.

"Um, well, uh…I mean…fireflies are pretty hey?"

"She did! That's great!" Carly squealed excitedly.

"Yes." Freddie admitted quietly.

"Wasn't it weird?"

"No! The only weird thing is that it wasn't weird!"

"Huh?"

"Well, it should have been weird right? I mean Sam and me sleeping together? You would expect awkward, strange, and just wrong! But it....wasn't." At this point the cabbie turned his head away and shook it, as if disappointed in Freddie. Freddie ignored this, not thinking about what parts of the conversation the cabbie was hearing.

"Really?" Carly asked, sounding beyond happy.

"Really. It was just…nice."

"Aww Freddie that is so sweet, I can't be-" Carly was cut off by a loud scream in the background.

"What was that?"

"My cousin gave his rabid hamster my other cousin's PearPod. Before I go, I have one more question. Did you let her stand on the rails of a large ship and hold her there, allowing her the feel like she flying?"

"Stop watching the Titanic and go that PearPod away from the rabid hamster." Freddie ordered.

"Fine, fine! See you in while, -Eddie-In-Seddie!"

Before Freddie could say bye there was a click at the other end of the line. He closed his phone and stuck it back in his pocket. The cab driver blinked and turned his head back to Freddie, his steely eyes glaring at him.

"You know in my country it's illegal to sleep with a girl before you're married," accused the cabbie with a think accent.

"What?! No, it's not like that!!"

"Uh-huh, sure! I have a boy your age, you can't fool me!"

"I'm telling the truth! Look, I'm going to go see what's taking her so long, but don't worry, I'll another cab later-you don't have to wait!"

The cabbie raised a bushy eyebrow as Freddie paid him, then dashed out, running up the walk to Sam's house as fast as possible.

The cab sped off and Freddie walked the rest of the way up the path, looking at the various pieces of scrap metal in Sam's yard.

He became aware of the faint sound of yelling coming from inside Sam's house.

They must be getting robbed! He realized. Frantically he looked around the yard for something to use as a weapon against a possible murder/thief. He grabbed a rusted piece of metal, the first thing he saw, and opened the door.

Instead of finding a guy in a black ski mask he saw Sam on the floor using her backpack to shield herself from the dishes being thrown at her by her mother. They were so into their argument they hadn't even heard him open the door.

"Get OUT Samantha!! I told you, anyone who steals from me is NOT a part of this family!" her mother heaved a wine glass at Sam that shattered near her foot. Sam was about to yell back when…

"Stop it!" Freddie shouted. Both stopped yelling and turned to him in shock.

Since they were both distracted Freddie ran to Sam, avoiding the broken plates and glasses, and pulled her to her feet. Then he grabbed her backpack, and her hand, and yanked her out the door. She numbly followed him, just taking her backpack from him and slipping it on as they headed to the corner where the bus stop was.

A bus was just about to pull away when they got there. Thanking his lucky stars he stopped it from leaving, paid for both him and Sam, then found them a seat. He let her sit down first, so she could have the window seat.

"Thanks," she muttered sarcastically, yanking her hand away and taking a seat.

Gently he took her hand again. "I'm so sorry I made you go home, I had no idea."

"It's alright Fredward," Sam said quietly, "you DID save me, so I guess that counts for something too."

Freddie smiled to himself then pulled her in for a quick hug, which she allowed.

You have NO idea how much I added to this one, it's crazy! Also, my recommended reading is the story called A Beautiful Mess by konfusion! It's in my favourites, check it out! =]

Please review, and tell me your favourite line! (In 6 minutes it'll be Valentine's Day my time, so Happy Valentine's Day readers!)