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Spencer turned around from the computer screen to see the three teenagers asleep in front of the TV. Sam had now positioned herself with her arms wrapped around her legs, in between Carly and Freddie, and her head resting lightly on Freddie's shoulder.
"Awww..." Said Spencer and he picked up a blanket and placed it across the three of them gently. He then took out his phone and took a picture of Sam lying against Freddie. "Just in case Sam ever tries to blackmail me, I'll have this" he muttered to himself and walked away.
Carly moved uncomfortably on the couch with a pained expression on her face. She was deep in dream land, dreaming about her future. She was dressed in a fancy suit and heels looking like a very important business woman, sitting at a board meeting.
"Ms Shay, what are your views on the benefits of making paper plates out of plastic instead of paper?" asked the man at the top of the table in a very boring voice".
"My views? My opinion is that I've been working in this stupid boring job for 5 years and I'm sick of it! I never get a promotion, the pay is crap and it's not fun. Plastic paper plates? Who even thinks of ideas like that? I quit!" Carly shouted at the man who was looking very taken aback. She picked up her stuff and walked out with an expression of freedom and determination on her face.
Carly reached the bushwell building and took the elevator home. She got out of the lift and threw herself on the couch.
"How was work?" Spencer asked from the kitchen.
"I quit" Carly answered simply.
"What?" Spencer exclaimed. "How could you quit? You worked so hard to get that job! You can't just quit!"
"Hey, you can't judge me! You quit law school after three days!" Carly threw back at him
"Well that's different." Spencer said. "I quit to become a sculptor. What are you going to do now?"
"I don't know, I-"
"Carly! Carly, I got fired again!" interrupted a hysterical Sam barging into the apartment, wearing a black and red restaurant uniform.
"What? But you love working at that all you can eat restaurant! Why were you fired?"Carly asked.
"Well you know how they said I could get a free meal every Friday, well I apparently misunderstood the meaning of 'all you can eat' and they fired me!" Sam answered.
"You ate all their food, didn't you?"Carly said with a sad smile.
"Well yes, but it was false advertising! They said 'all you can eat' and I wasn't full yet-"
"Oh, Dios moÍ!"Exclaimed Freddie, entering the apartment and throwing his tie on the floor.
"What's wrong with you?" Carly asked.
"Their shutting down my Pear store! I've worked years at Pear and now the whole company is being taken over by some Norwegian company named 'Avocado'!" Freddie said taking a seat.
"Why are so many technology companies named after fruit?" Spencer asked.
"I have no idea!" Freddie snapped.
"Well now we're all out of a job. I quit, Sam was fired and Freddie was dismissed. What are we going to do with our lives? I wish we could go back to the time when we did icarly every week and live was so simple and fun..." said Carly burying her face in her hands.
"Yeah, when it was all play and no work..."Sam continued.
"Well except for doing homework and stuff" Freddie added.
"So like I said, no work. If only there was a way to make money out of icarly..."She said sadly.
"If only..."
"Wait you guys!" Carly jumped up looking inspired. "Who's says we can't make money out of icarly? We could turn icarly into a business!"
"How?" Sam asked sceptically.
"We could get sponsors on the webpage that pay us money; we could sell icarly products like replicas of Sam's remote and DVD's of our best web-shows." Carly said excitedly.
Freddie joined in, "Yeah! And have an icarly app for the pearphone and-"
"You mean Avacadophone" Sam interrupted smirking.
"Shut it Pucket!" Freddie shouted back angrily.
"Yes! This will all work out. We can have fun jobs for once, doing something that makes us happy." Carly said feeling inspired, sitting back down with a big smile.
Back in the Shay's living room, Carly smiled in her sleep. Her dream had turned out wonderful and was going to give her a lot to think about when she woke up. Freddie however was having a nightmare. He too was dreaming about his future, but he wasn't liking what he saw.
Freddie Benson was a successful business man, wearing a black suit and he was significantly taller. He walked around his big expensive apartment overlooking Seattle. He walked through the huge master bedroom that had a big flat screen TV on the wall, and into the bathroom which was equally as extravagant. He stopped in front of the mirror and took a look at himself.
Freddie saw he looked older and more handsome, manlier. He could see some light stubble on his face meaning he could grow facial hair. But suddenly Freddie noticed the top of his head and he screamed. HE WAS BALD!
Freddie woke up screaming and touched the top of his head, he sighed in relief. All his hair was still there. Sam threw a cushion at him. "You woke me up you nub!" she shouted angrily. However, inside she was happy he had let her escape her dream. It hadn't been a nightmare like Freddie's, but the dream had scared her.
Sam's dream had been short and simple. She dreamt she was all alone. Carly and Freddie were married and she was on her own. They had important jobs and no time for her. She had no skills, no potential for a good job and icarly was dead. She was alone and she was miserable.
"Are you ok Sam" Freddie asked looking concerned, awaking her from her thoughts.
"I'm fine. Just peachy." Sam said with no emotion. A single tear fell down her cheek but she wiped it away quickly. "I should go home. See you at school."She grabbed her things and rushed to the door.
"Sam-"Freddie started to say but she was already slamming the door shut, running as fast as she could home crying all the way.
Tell me what you think so far. I hope sam's dream wasn't too depressing. I assure you there will be a happy ending.
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