I listened to the sound of the laugh track from Girly Cow as I hung from the iCarly studio ceiling. Sam was laying on a beanbag mindlessly staring at the screen. She was eating a piece of ham and drinking a cream soda from the bottle. She had been like this for the past half-hour. I'm waiting for the right moment to come down and put the next step of my master plan into action.
Girly Cow finally ended, and Sam got up and stretched. She threw her empty cream soda can down on the floor and went over to Freddie's laptop cart. She opened the laptop and cursed under her breath.
"What's this stupid nub's password?" She asked herself. I guess the laptop was locked.
Sam kept typing and guessing until she finally said out loud, "Hmmm… I wonder if it's the same as the iCarly password." She typed something in and smiled. "Yes! It WAS Samlovesham!" Interesting…
I thought she was playing a computer game or something, but she was trying to find the voice records that they used for when they snuck out to that MMA fight.
She clicked on one and her voice came out of the laptop saying, "I don't know, just bring me a bucket of fried chicken." She smiled and clicked on another, "I love you, Carly. Loooooooooove you." She frowned and played it again. I bit my tongue and came down from the ceiling.
"Hi, Sam." She jumped up and made a fist. I backed up a little, but when she saw that it was just me she unclenched her fist.
"Oh, hey Bra."
"So… I heard what you were just listening to." I told her.
She looked at me then looked away. "Um, yeah. I always say 'Just bring me a bucket of fried chicken.'" Okay. More like a bucket of Freddie Benson.
"No, I meant the one where Freddie says he loves Carly."
"Oh. Well, it's not really a surprise." She deadpanned.
"Do you really think that he loves Carly?" I asked her.
"Yeah…" She looked at me. "Why?"
"Well, to me it looks like he doesn't like her anymore. I mean, he even broke up with her! Because you told him to." She looked down, pleased and embarrassed.
"So? That doesn't mean that he doesn't love her. He'll never stop loving her."
"Never is a strong word…"
"Hey Sam, I thought you were up here. Will you help me pick out an outfit for my date with Adam today?" Carly! Ugh, I should've known that we'd be interrupted.
"Who's Adam?" Sam asked.
"This guy I met on my way home from Build-A-Bra." Hey! I was born there!
"Did you tell Freddie yet?" I questioned.
Carly looked over at me and smiled. "Oh, hey Bra. And yeah, I just saw Freddie down stairs and I told him."
"Did he start crying?" Sam laughed.
"No. He just said okay and kept watching Celebrities Underwater." Yes! He wasn't jealous!
"Sam, come help me pick out my outfit now." Carly begged Sam.
"Carly, you don't need my help. You pick great outfits on your own. I'll just complain the whole time then you'll get mad at me. So I think I'll just go watch Celebrities Underwater with Freddie." Sam smiled and left the room, with Carly following behind.
Step 2 of the master plan: completed.
A/N: Sorry it's so short! I'm super busy.
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