I got this word from a really awesome reviewer, XxSugarRushxX. She was awesome and I thought her word was hilarious, and yes, I'd create a one shot out of a word if you gave it to me.
"I hate grass," Sam said, walking through the field with her Freddie. He said that this was a good short cut home from school, but obviously he's an idiot. They've been walking through here for over a half hour.
"We'll be out of here soon," Freddie said, holding Sam's hand as he guided her through the grassy plain.
"Next time, we're going my way," Sam mumbled, allowing herself to be pulled by him. This long trip home was interfering with her feeding times. She was supposed to be on her 10th slice of bacon by now. Freddie suddenly stopped, causing Sam to stop also. She looked up and saw a llama eating some grass. He was wearing a New York Yankees hat...weird.
"What the hell..." Sam managed to get out, "That llama was NOT there five seconds ago."
"Yes he was; this is llama town," Freddie smiled, running towards the llama, "Hop on, Sam!"
"Uh, no," Sam said, backing away from her possessed boyfriend. This really didn't shock her, she always knew that his brain didn't function like a normal guy.
"But it's fun!" Freddie smiled, grabbing Sam and swinging onto the llama, which was apparently a magical llama, seeing that it just took off in mid-air.
"HOLY S-" Sam screamed.
"Isn't it wonderful? Ride away Gus!" Freddie yelled, making "Gus" go fly faster.
"Gus, the flying llama?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, I knew you'd love him," Freddie smiled, turning his head and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Well, he is kinda cute..." Sam admitted, letting her lips curve into a soft smile.
"Sam, I have a confession, though," Freddie said.
"What?" Sam asked.
"I don't have a llama driving license," Freddie said, giggling a little.
"WHAT?" Sam screamed.
"Sam, Sam, SAM!" Freddie yelled.
"Huh?" Sam asked, jumping up from Freddie's shoulder. She looked around and saw that she was on the couch in the Shay's living room, "What happened to the Gus?" Sam asked, still half asleep.
"Uh...Gus?" Freddie asked.
"The talking llama!" Sam yawned, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"I told you she was talking about a llama!" Carly laughed from her seat beside the couch.
"I had a dream, and there was a field, and a flying llama-" Sam started.
"I'm sure there was," Freddie laughed, kissing the top of his girlfriend's head.
"And you were flying Gus, but you didn't have a llama flying license..." Sam trailed off, sitting up and crossing her arms, "It's not funny!" She said to Carly who was almost rolling off her chair, and to Freddie who looked rather amused by her story.
"You always were a crazy sleeper," Freddie winked, reaching down to kiss her. "I think I'm gonna call you llama, now."
"Whatever.." Sam smirked, kissing back.
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