Arriving home, Sam bid her farewell and insisted she was going down to the lobby for a drink from the machine. She borrowed Carly's money and raced downstairs.
Carly sat on the couch; sighing heavily as Spencer shut the door. Abruptly, she stood and began to pace.
"I can't believe her!" Carly rounded the bar table and leaned on it. Spencer stood by the couch, watching her with confusion.
"What did she do?"
"Sam and Freddie kissed!" Carly ran towards him and paused, turning to dig her fingers into the table.
"Calm down!" Spencer cried, straightening. He wasn't used to this.
"Don't tell a girl to calm down." Carly snarled viciously, and Spencer stiffened with fear. Carly darted past her older brother, stifling growls and mutters as she flung the door open and beat mercilessly on Freddie's door.
"What?" Freddie came to the door, glaring at Carly.
"Get your stuff." Carly demanded. Confused, Freddie threw Carly a look before he got his cart of equipment.
Carly held the doors open for him, and led him into the elevator. At the top, Freddie began to prepare the equipment. "Why do you need me over so early? We generally get ready in four hours." Freddie glanced up at Carly, who had come running at him. Stunned, he let Carly pin him to the ground. Squirming, he grunted. "What was that for?"
"Tell me!"
"Tell you what?"
"The truth!"
"You already know the truth! I like you!"
"You liar!" Carly snapped.
"I'm not lying!"
"Did you kiss Sam?" Carly demanded to know. Freddie panicked.
"No!"
"Tell me the truth or you're not getting up! Now, why was Sam singing Running Away by AM at the dentist when he gave her happy gas? Right after she told me that you kissed her?"
"Easy it was—" Freddie stopped himself. Carly glared at him.
"I'm not saying anything!" Freddie hissed.
"Tell me!" Carly pushed his arms tighter to the ground. She knew he couldn't lie long.
"If I tell, will you let me up?"
"Yes!"
"Let me up first!"
"No!"
"TELL ME!" She screeched.
Freddie threw her off and struggled to his feet.
"You are mad!" Freddie cried, throwing his hands into the air after dusting himself off.
"I wouldn't be if you would just tell me the truth!" Carly snapped, one hand perched on her lip, the other rose in the air.
"I told you the truth!" Freddie leaned forward, stubbornness burning in his eyes, his arms crossed."
"Tell me!" Carly shoved Freddie. Freddie shoved her back. They grabbed each other and began shoving each other back and forth, yelling and screaming an untranslatable argument.
"Sam told me at the dentist when she was happy gassed!"
Freddie stopped struggling, letting Carly think he would stop, so she eased off the grip. He darted around his cart and paused, glaring back at Carly who was ready to stop him.
"Sam already said that, so there's no use in lying to me!" Carly growled
"We promised each other never to speak of it!" Freddie snapped. He paused, and clenched his hair with his hands. "Agh! I just spoke of it!" Freddie growled in frustration, before a call sounded from downstairs.
"Carly! Sam's here!" Spencer called up. Freddie stiffened with fear. Carly dashed to him and clutched his arm with a frightening grip. He feebly pulled on something, bringing a wire from his stand with him as evidence of trying to stay away from Sam. The elevator buzzed as they made the descent down, and finally, the door rolled open. Freddie's face was screwed up as he tried to hide his fear. Carly chased him as he made a mad dash for the exit, and turned, to stop him, to yell at her friend whom had been standing. Freddie managed to open the door, before Carly cried to Sam,
"Why did you tell me you and Freddie kissed?"
Sam's eyes narrowed.
"You spoke of it."
Freddie screamed and threw the wire into the air as Sam was on his trail like a hunting dog to a game's scent. Carly and Spencer jumped into action, and attempted to pull Sam off as she beat Freddie's head against his own door, his screams becoming muffled as his mouth was smashed against the wood. Managing to pull the enraged Sam off Freddie, Spencer chirped cheerfully,
"Come with me, angsty little teenagers!"
Before they knew it, they were all restrained in three chairs. Freddie was smack in the middle, which was unusual. Usually Carly was.
"Can you tell me again why you had to tie us up?" Carly sighed, rolling her head towards Spencer.
"I prefer not to be pulling you guys apart every two seconds." Spencer paced the floor, chuckling deviously. "I've always wanted to act like I was a cop! Wapa!" He flashed a flashlight in Carly's face.
"Ow-wah!" Carly squirmed in her chair. Spencer recoiled.
"Not a good idea?" Spencer asked.
"Not really!" Carly snapped.
"So… please explain, Carly!" He crouched and pointed fingers at his younger sibling.
"Well, when we took Sam to the dentist, she got happy gassed and told me she kissed Freddie! Knowing that people can be imaginative while on happy gas, I asked Freddie, who I'm convinced is lying!" She turned her head, glaring at Freddie, but also got the face of Sam, gnashing her teeth.
"You can trust me Sam. I can't believe you had to get happy gassed to tell me that. I thought we were better friends." Carly tilted her head to the side and gave Sam a disappointed expression. Sam turned her head swiftly to Freddie for an idea. His eyes were raised in panic. He half wanted to say that if Carly knew, what would his chances be of hooking up with her? But at this point, he didn't think she'd ever be interested. Why still have hope?
There was a silence, before Freddie uttered in a low voice. "Yeah Sam, I thought we were better friends than that."
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AN: Small cliffhanger. I'm not sure what do at this point. I saw the pictures of them tied up, and now I'm not quite sure what happens beyond this point. Short chapter too, sorry.
If you guys don't like the way that this is turning out to be, I'll make a second story similar, but it'd be more OOC. I'm trying to stay as IC as possible and as strict to the trailer and the photos Dan showed us.