Hey guys! Welcome to another chapter, a big thank you to all that reviewed. Regarding seddie, I'm adding it in slowly, because as much as I love Freddie as a character and as much as I love him with Sam, I do think he has some stuff to churn through and deal with before he can fully commit to Sam, you know? Sam too, actually. I just want both characters to develop nicely before they get together. Oh and on a side note, I thought I'd incorporate italics in here to indicate thought. With all that said, leggo~

Freddie's POV

'If you think it's all over then the joke is on you, it's a dream, it's a scene, and it's all brand new. If you think-'

"Hey Freddie," said Gibby, interrupting Freddie's thoughts and holding up Baggles, "Do we get to take anything else from the studio, or just your tech-man stuff?"

Freddie looked up from polishing his equipment to pack away. Only Gibby. "Um, well I'm sure Carly wouldn't mind if you took something as a souvenir."

"Sweet, come home to daddy Baggles." Gibby smiled contently, holding his giant, mucus-filled sac.

"Hey, just don't take the hammer off the wall, okay? Carly's grown strangely attached to it for some reason."

Gibby nodded, "True chiz, I guess people get attached to the things that nearly kill them."

Freddie raised his eyebrow and laughed, "I guess? Come on Gib, help me bring my Quad-Two Giga-Hertz Server Cables downstairs. I'll follow you down in a sec, I've just got to finish polishing some stuff."

"Kk," said Gibby, leaving the studio with Baggles and Freddie cables in tow.

Freddie shook his head. He really would miss doing iCarly. He'd miss the show's two co-hosts, and he'd even miss segments with Gibby. He always brought a weirdness that no one could ever really explain. If Carly was the calm, and Sam was the storm, Gibby was the random unicorn that somehow got into the mix.

Sam.

God, even the thought of her sent him into a spiral. Did he love still love her? Did he want her back? Did she still love him? Does she want him back?

"Gah!" shrieked Freddie in frustration, dropping his 8-core 3-gigahertz server on the ground. Bending down, he picked up the server and shook his head, remembering when he had dated Carly and she'd called it a 4-score giggle-jam server. He remembers dating Carly like it was yesterday. Actually, he considers it one of the most important things that's ever happened in his life. Not because he loved her or anything (well, other than as a friend), but because when all was said and done and the smoke cleared, he realized that he didn't like her like that. He didn't care about her in the way he used to consider "the good way". Really, the events of yesterday just proved that. When Carly kissed him, he'd just known that there was nothing between them. Carly had known too. After he'd finished pumping his fists in the air, Freddie make it clear to Carly that he wasn't into her like that, and she'd nearly doubled over in laughter.

"Duh Freddie, I knew that! I just wanted you to finally realize it, and you know, stop lying to yourself. You like Sam, not me." said Carly, bemused.

Freddie laughed, "No offense Carls, but I've known that for a while. You're just way too Carly for me."

She feigned hurt and laughed, "What? Moi? Too 'Carly'? That's my name, you know. But hey, why'd you pump your fists in the air like a giddy little boy if I'm too 'Carly' for you?"

"Well you are still pretty you know, not as pretty as Sam though. You're eyes don't quite shine as bright, and I don't think I'd enjoy brushing your hair nearly as much as I enjoy brushing Sam's. Plus, Sam's funnier and-"

"Ehem," interrupted Carly, "This isn't rip on Shay day."

Freddie nodded and laughed, "Right. Well, I can't say it wasn't nice to have the girl I pined for for most of my adolescence kiss me, but I was going to let you down easy. Judging by your reaction to the mere thought of liking me though, that won't be necessary." He smiled and nudged his brunette friend. "Go. Have fun in italy. Send me a postcard once or twice."

"Aw Freddie, I'll miss you." said Carly.

He smiled, "I'll miss you too Shay."

Thinking back on Carly leaving, Freddie felt less sadness than contentment. Carly was going to finally be with her dad and he was finally going to be with Sam again. He just had to figure out how to get back with her without making it seem like he was just filling a void, because he knew that's how Sam might take it. Anyhow, he'd figure it all out soon enough. After all, he had all of tomorrow to think about it while he accompanied Gibby to get his new head replica made. He shook his head, thinking about his crazy friend. 'Well, with Carly gone, at least I've still got Gibby,' he thought as he left to go meet his wacky friend.

And another chapter finished (wow this writing thing is fun, I might even have to bury my laptop somewhere to keep myself from spending all my time writing). Anywhoosles, hope you enjoyed, and be sure to review! (Remember, those who don't review shouldn't even hope to get a GPA of more than 2.0! - Bad attempt at making snazzy rhymes like Mrs. B)