~*~o~*~
"Carly, we are in trouble," Gibby said to his girlfriend. "Freddie just went looking for Sam."
"Holy Chiz! Sam's looking for Freddie, too. There's bound to be bloodshed."
"What should we do?" Gibby asked.
"Let's hope that they have a little fight, then they kiss and make up once they realize how much they still care."
"It's never gonna work," Gibby said with a sigh. "Do you want me to call an ambulance?"
"No, Gibby. Have a little faith in me and my plan. It's going to work like a charm."
"It better... because graduation won't be the same without Freddie. I have a feeling that Sam's gonna kill him."
"Ahhh well, if she does... you can say I told you so," Carly said a bit nervously. She hoped that Freddie would survive the confrontation and all would go well, but Sam had been absolutely furious. "Listen, Gib. I will meet you right outside Freddie's apartment, okay? I am on my way downstairs now."
"Okay," Gibby agreed. "See ya there."
~*~o~*~
Sam found her butter sock on Carly's coffee table. With a look of fury upon her face, she swung the deadly weapon in a circle above her head. "This is for you, Fredward Benson," she snarled as she got ready to go look for her prey. How dare Freddie date Melanie behind her back... her own twin sister?! She would make that nerd pay for his cheating behavior.
"He's gonna pay DEARLY," she said under her breath as she opened the door of Carly's apartment. There was Spencer carrying a huge sack of groceries. He was entering his apartment as Sam was leaving.
"Hi, Sam. Are you staying for dinner?" Spencer asked.
"Right now I am going to kill a nerd," Sam spoke in a little growl.
Freddie approached. He was standing directly behind Spencer when Sam threw back the butter sock and swung it at him. It accidently hit Spencer instead, making him drop the sack of groceries. Apples, oranges, and various other food articles flew out of the sack. An apple hit Spencer in the head.
"Owww!" he howled when it nearly knocked him unconscious.
Gibby approached and saw Sam attacking Freddie with the butter sock. "Take that you two-timing sexy nerd!" she bellowed.
"Two-timing?" Freddie cried out. "I didn't cheat! YOU cheated... with some biker!"
Gibby tried not to look suspicious as he came closer, seeing Freddie being bruised all over by the butter sock. "I didn't cheat, you're the cheater! You are dating Melanie!" Sam hollered.
"No, I'm not. I only love you!" Freddie insisted as he tried to protect himself from Sam's fury.
"Hey, what's going on?" Gibby asked as he tried to act nonchalant.
"Sam's denying that she's seeing that biker-dude!"
"What biker-dude?" Sam demanded.
"Gibby said you're dating a biker."
"Gibby!" Sam yelled as she turned her glare onto him.
In the meantime, Carly approached, seeing Spencer dazed and lying on the floor with apples and oranges all around him. "What in the world?!" she gasped.
"Carly!" Sam yelled at her friend. "Tell Freddie we know what he did... that he's been seeing Melanie!"
"I- I..." Carly stammered as all eyes were suddenly on her.
"What's going on here?" Freddie demanded.
"I'd like to know that myself..." Spencer said as he was rubbing his aching head.
"I am NOT dating some biker-dude!" Sam told Freddie. "You're the only DUDE I want, Freddie Benson. You're mine... and I WON'T share you with my sister!"
"I'm not dating Melanie, Sam. Heck... I wasn't even sure if she existed. It's YOU I love- it's always been you," Freddie insisted.
Suddenly Sam and Freddie were kissing and Sam had dropped her butter sock. Smiles broke out on Spencer and Gibby's faces. "It worked. It worked!" Carly said happily. "Sam and Freddie are back together again!"
"Again?" Freddie said after he had broken away from the kiss. "Sam and I have been back together for a few weeks now. We just didn't tell anyone."
Carly looked confused and a little bit hurt. "Why would you do that?"
"Last time we were dating everyone made a big deal about how different we are ... and it made it us begin to have doubts about our relationship," Freddie explained. "This time we wanted to keep it to ourselves and see how things progressed."
"They were working out great until you tried to ruin it," Sam said to Carly accusingly.
"Hey, I am sorry. I was just trying to help," Carly apologized.
"I nearly killed Freddie with my butter sock," Sam said as she looked Freddie up and down. "Are you okay, Freddie-kins? Did I injure anything vital?"
"I think my you-know-what hurts," Freddie said as he wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
"Then I should kiss it all better," she said as she reached out and caressed his chest.
"Ohhh good grief, get a room!" Spencer said as he stood up and began picking up the fallen apples and oranges.
"Well, I guess all's well that ends well," Gibby said as he put his arm around Carly.
"I never said I was a skillful matchmaker," Carly said with a shrug once she had Gibby upstairs alone in her bedroom. "I think it's time I started looking for a lady for Spencer. Do you think Mrs. Benson might be his type?"
"Yeah, and if that doesn't work, there's always Sam's mom," Gibby suggested. "We wouldn't want Spencer to be alone once you go away to college."
"I can feel a plan forming already..." Carly bubbled.
THE END