Carly walked in shut the door quietly; her dinner with Sam had lasted longer than she thought and she hadn't ended up leaving until after dark. Glancing at the clock on the oven she frowned at the green digital numbers that read 10:30 "I suppose time does fly when you're having fun" she muttered and flipped on the light switch. She felt bad for staying out so late; she had meant to spend a little time with Freddie before he went to bed. "Is tomorrow really Monday?" she asked herself.
She sat down at the table and let her thoughts catch up with her; she had her best friend back... But yet something was nagging at her, a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach "Stop it Carly" she ordered herself "You're just bitter and can't accept that things are finally going right for you." She paused and threw up her hands "Great, now I'm talking to myself." she said.
Deciding it was time for bed before she did anything else insane she got up and headed to bed, her mind wandering back to her childhood again. She had been focusing on the past a lot today, especially considering that's what she and Sam had talked about for most of the time.
She grabbed a glass off the counter and turned on the sink, watching the water flow out of the faucet like a water fall, and filled her glass half full. She brought the glass up to her mouth and let the water pour down her throat, she drank the entire glass in one drink and sighed in relief "Okay, now bed time" she muttered as she walked back over, turned off the light, and headed upstairs.
She walked as quietly as she could, hoping not to wake Freddie, and froze as she saw a light coming from his room Is he still awake? She thought and poked her head into his room. Her heart stopped at the sight in front of her, he was fast asleep and the small portable DVD player she had gotten for him last year was playing an old episode of iCarly "How did he find these?" She mumbled.
She picked up the DVD player and watched her younger self and Sam start dancing crazily "Random Dancing" she muttered fondly. Freddie's voice came on and she almost dropped the DVD player, biting her lip she placed the portable player back on the bed and headed to bed.
The next morning Freddie's eyes opened as an alarm went off and rolled over to look at his clock; the red digital clock read five forty-five, and groaned as he realized it was his Mom's alarm, not his, that was ringing. He closed his eyes and turned over, trying to go back to sleep but to no avail, "Darn it." he grumbled. He was careful not to kick the portable player as he slipped out of bed and stretched.
After getting dressed he headed downstairs and snuck up on his Mom "Boo!" he said with a grin.
Carly, who wasn't used to Freddie waking up with her, jumped "Freddie!" she shrieked, "What are you doing up?"
He shrugged "I don't know. I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep." he said with a shrug. He didn't bother mentioning that her alarm had woken him up because it wasn't important.
"Well, I'm fixing myself an egg sandwich for breakfast." she said as she flipped the egg in the skillet, "You want one?" she asked.
"Sure" He said, "Did you have fun with Sam?" he asked curiously.
Carly looked over her shoulder at her son and Freddie could tell something was different about her; she looked like a heavy weight had been lifted from her and finally she spoke "Yeah... I had fun." She said.
Freddie grinned "That's great!" he said, "You deserve a little fun."
Carly put the egg on a piece of bread, sprinkled salt and pepper on it, put some cheese on it, and slid it over to him on a paper plate "I guess" she said, still not sure why she was telling her son this, "It felt right to go out and have some fun."
"Oh, I'm going over to Miranda's house with Kurt today." he said.
Carly began fixing another egg for her sandwich and nodded "Alright." she said, "When will you be home?"
Freddie opened his mouth to tell her what his plan was, to restart the very webshow she and her friends had created, but something held him back and instead he said "I don't know but we shouldn't be very long."
"Then I will see you when we both get home." she said. She flipped her egg onto the piece of bread and put the same things on hers. When she bit into the egg the yellow yolk ran through the bread and soaked into the plate.
"Gross" he said, watching as the bread became a mop for the eggs yolk, "How do you eat that?"
"I grab it in my hands, bring it up to my lips, and put it in my mouth." she said.
Freddie snickered and she glared at him, "Get your mind out of the gutter." she said.
"I didn't say anything" he said with an innocent smile, "Just a funny thought."
"Uh huh, sure" she said, "I was thirteen once, and I know how thirteen year olds think."
"I highly doubt you know how a thirteen year old guy thinks" he said, trying to hold back a laugh, "you're a girl."
"That may be true, but it isn't hard to figure out what a thirteen year old is thinking." she reminded him before she glimpsed at the clock "Shoot, I need to get ready for work. See you tonight Freddie!" she said as she ran upstairs.
Freddie sighed as he bit into his sandwich, "See you later Mom" he mumbled. After she was gone he ran upstairs and got dressed, slipping into his blue jeans and a red t shirt
While Freddie and his Mom were talking Kurt was just waking up, his alarm had went off, and he knew his Dad was getting ready to go to work,. He knew from stories that his Dad had grown up a lot since high school and while he was still sometimes strange he had a good job at his own diner
Kurt raced downstairs, he liked to wake up every morning to eat breakfast with his Dad, "Hey Dad" he said, "What're we having today?"
"Um, not really sure." Gibby said, "I thought I was making an omelet, but I ended up making bacon."
Kurt rolled his eyes "BLT's then?" he asked.
"Sure" Gibby said, "Wish I had thought about that."
Kurt swallowed a laugh and walked over to the toaster and put in four slices of bread into the toaster, "Should I wake up Mom?" he asked.
"Nah don't worry about it, she just got home remember?" Gibby said.
Tasha, Kurt's mom, was a model and often went around the world for photo shoots, last week she had been in Germany for some German magazine.
"Right, I did forget." he said with a soft sigh, he hated that his mom traveled so much but she seemed happy so he didn't complain, "Oh, I almost forgot, Freddie and I are hanging with his cousin after school."
"Okay" Gibby said as he put the bacon on the bread, three strips each, and then put a piece of lettuce and tomato, then spread Mayonnaise over the other slice of bread. He repeated this process with the other two slices of bread and slid a plate over to Kurt "Eat up, do you need lunch money?" he asked.
"No, I'm gonna make a lunch before I go to school." He replied and took a bite of his sandwich and grinned, the bacon was nuked until it was crispy just the way he liked it, "Good job on the bacon."
"Thanks." he said, "Did you enjoy your time away this weekend?" Gibby asked.
"Yeah actually, but I missed home." Kurt admitted.
Gibby started to say something but noticed the time, "Shoot, I'm late." he said with a frown, "We'll continue this talk tomorrow, sound good?"
Kurt bit back a frown; his Dad would be working all day so he wouldn't see him until tomorrow morning when they would do this all over again, "Sounds good Dad." he said, careful to keep his voice neutral.
Gibby either didn't notice or pretended, Kurt bet on the latter, and walked out the door. He ran upstairs to get dressed, he focused on the talk he knew he would have with Freddie later. When his father left Kurt ran upstairs and got dressed in a plain black t-shirt and khaki shorts
Carly Puckett was fixing breakfast; her mom hadn't woken her up this morning so she was fixing her own breakfast. Sam wasn't that great of a cook anyway so she ended up doing most of the cooking. She had actually started to enjoy cooking and had thought about trying to go to school for culinary arts.
She fixed herself hash browns she'd found in the freezer, leftover ham, and popped in some toast. She had woken up early to fix herself breakfast, she liked making nice meals like this, after breakfast she headed upstairs and to get dressed in a simple white t-shirt and white capris.
The three of them met at school, Kurt and Carly sharing small waves while Kurt and Freddie shook hands and Freddie and Carly said an overly happy Hello. Freddie didn't have to ask to know something was bothering him, and he resolved to talk to his best friend later. "So, Kurt, ask her yet?" he asked.
"How would I have asked her? I haven't seen her yet." he reminded him.
"Alright alright" Freddie said, "I'm just nervous... What if we're not as good as our parents?"
It was Carly, not Kurt, who spoke up "We'll be fine; we can be just as funny as they were."
Just then Miranda walked up and put her arm on Kurt's shoulder and whispered something in his ear which brought a shy smile to his lips and he turned to look at her.
Freddie cleared his throat, knowing nothing would get done while those two flirted with each other "So Miranda" he began, "We're restarting our parent's webshow and we want you to be a part of it."
Miranda looked up at him and smiled, "Well sure... I mean, where would we film it though?"
"Oh, at your house." This time Kurt spoke up, "None of our houses has a room for it like yours does."
Miranda frowned at Freddie then looked over at Kurt, her frown turning into a smile, "Well.. How can I say no to that?" she said, "I'll clear it with my parents, when are we doing the first show?"
Freddie shrugged, "I need to talk to my Mom... Someone has to pay for the site, plus we need to plan out some ideas."
"What're we gonna call it?" she asked.
"iCarly." the trio said without hesitation.
"iCarly?" She repeated, "Why name it iCarly... Also, who's the blonde ?"'
Freddie began to get impatient; he couldn't believe he hadn't told Miranda about Carly, "This is Carly Puckett... She's new here so be nice."
Miranda stuck out her hand and smiled, "It's nice to meet you." she said,
Carly hesitated, she didn't make friends with many girls, and finally took the offered hand and shook it "It's nice to meet you too... Miranda right?"
The brunette girl nodded "Miranda, I'm Freddie's cousin."
"Oh right! He told me about you." she said, "But not much I'm afraid."
Miranda glared at Freddie for a moment before turning back to Carly "He's still mad at me for setting his phone on fire."
Carly looked at her in surprise, trying not to giggle, "How did you... Set his phone on fire?" she asked.
"I was using it and it went up in flames, it happens." She explained as if it were a normal occurrence.
"Right... I'm gonna go to class now." Carly said slowly before turning around and heading to class.
Freddie sighed "you scared her Miranda" he told his cousin.
"Did not!" She protested
"Did too!" he repeated.
"Whatever" she shrugged, knowing better to get into an argument with him, "I'm gonna be late for class too."
Kurt and Freddie watched as Miranda walked away and then Kurt turned to his best friend "My Dad is getting... I don't know, stranger."
Freddie opened his locker to get some books for first period "What do you mean?" he asked, shifting through his books and papers.
"Today he said he was making Omelets but it ended up as Bacon." Kurt said, "I know this is just jumping to conclusions, but I wonder if my parents are having issues."
"What gives you that idea?" he asked curiously.
He shrugged, "I don't know… when they're together things just seem... Cold" he said, "My Mom is always gone and Dad is always working and on the one or two family dinners we have there's just awkward silences."
Freddie shut his locker and turned to look at Kurt "I'm sorry bro." he said, "If you need to talk... Or a place to stay you know you're more than welcome."
Kurt smiled, "Thanks bro... I appreciate it."
Freddie waved it off, "That's what friends do."
The bell rang and the two friends dashed off to class.
The day went by slowly for Freddie, he and Kurt had only two classes together this year and Freddie missed sitting next to his best friend, finally the final bell rang and the trio met at Freddie's locker
"Sup bro?" Kurt asked as he and Freddie high-fived each other.
"Homework, drowning in homework" Freddie groaned, "How do they expect us to do all this?"
Carly walked up and smirked, "It's not that much boys" she said, "You just gotta stop playing those dorky video games."
"They're not dorky" Freddie and Kurt protested, "They're awesome!"
Carly stared at both of them "Wow, Synchronized nerds" she said, "I'm impressed."
"We try" they replied as they shut their lockers.
"Want to hang out at my place?" Freddie asked Carly and Kurt.
"Sure, I don't have anything better to do." Kurt told him while Carly just nodded.
"Sweet... Oh shoot, I told Mom I was going over to Miranda's house with you" Freddie said, laying his head against his locker, "Want to go over there?"
Carly shook her head "Your cousin scares me" she said.
Freddie bit back a laugh, "We'll just tell her there was a change of plans, no big deal" he said.
"Are you sure?" Carly asked, "I mean... I don't wanna impose."
"Kurt, do you mind?" he asked, "I mean... Going to my house instead of Miranda's?"
Kurt pretended to think about it, "Course not" he said.
The three of them walked to Freddie house and headed up to his room.
"Can we watch some more of that iCarly?" Carly asked curiously.
"Sure, let's watch it downstairs" he said, "Better T.V and DVD player"
He grabbed a handful of the discs and headed down stairs with his friends. He put the first one in the player and sat in between Kurt and Carly on the couch. The disc started to play and there on the screen were Freddie Sr. and Sam talking "Where's Mom?" Freddie muttered.
"Our parents, working together?" Carly muttered, obviously shocked considering how she had treated him in the other episode she had watched.
Freddie watched the images of his Father intently, he wasn't funny in the least but he felt like this was the closest he would ever be to his father.
Carly glanced over at him, knowing what this must mean to him, and put her hand on his shoulder. Freddie looked over at her and smiled softly, not saying a word, but quickly turned his attention back to the television.
Kurt glanced at the two and smiled "Hey lovebirds" he teased, "Get a room."
Freddie glanced at him so only Kurt could see the blush that had appeared on Carly's face and smiled knowingly at her. She looked away just as Freddie turned his head to look at her. "I'm going to get drinks" he announced, breaking the silence, "Anyone want anything?"
"Soda" Carly and Kurt replied.
When Freddie left Kurt turned to Carly and smirked, "You like him don't you?" he asked.
Carly turned her head so fast Kurt thought it was going to fall off "What makes you say that?" she asked, her tone nervous.
"I see the way you look at him" he said, "Don't worry... I don't plan to interfere but I think you'd be good for him" he said.
"Really?" she asked and Kurt could have sworn he had heard a twinge of excitement in her voice.
"I've known him since we were kids" he said, "Trust me, you two would be good together."
"I just... I don't think he likes me like that." she said shyly.
"Let him get to know you." he said, "He's afraid to get close to people, trust me... It took me about seven years to get him to trust me."
"Seven years?" Carly asked "That's a long time..." she muttered, sounding discouraged.
"Maybe it was" he said, "But it was worth it, he's a great friend and an amazing guy."
She opened her mouth to speak but noticed Freddie coming back and shut her mouth again. The trio spent the next few hours watching iCarly until Carly Shay walked in and cleared her throat "Having fun?" she asked curiously.
Freddie jumped and spun around to look at his Mom "Y-yes?" he said, though it sounded more like a question.
"I see you discovered my childhood" the elder Carly said, sounding amused.
"Actually Mom... We wanted to talk to you." Freddie said, standing up to look at his Mom, "We want to restart iCarly."
Carly's face showed her shock "Restart the webshow?" she asked "I don't know..." she trailed off. "Let me think about it, okay?"
"That's fair" Kurt said, jumping off the couch, "Don't you think that's fair?"
"Yeah... Fair" Freddie muttered and looked down at his watch, "Oh shoot, It's late... I need to get my homework done for tomorrow."
Mutters of "me too" came from the younger Carly and Kurt as they headed to the door.
"See you tomorrow" Carly said with a wave as she left.
"See you tomorrow bro" Kurt said with a grin and a mock salute.
After they left Carly looked at him, "Where did you find those?" she asked curiously.
"Well, the day after you told me what really happened to Dad Carly and I decided to explore and I thought of the attic, so we went through it and I found an old photo album of you, Dad, and Sam. I also found that box of DVD's and went back later for them to watch, I've been watching them at night lately... They help me go to sleep." He explained.
Carly listened intently, "I promise I'd think about it and I will" she said with a smile "I think in a way iCarly would be good for you, and no one is better to revive iCarly then the kids of the original gang." She said.
Freddie grinned "Thanks Mom, I really do have homework." he said and ran upstairs.
Carly rolled her eyes "Is Pizza for dinner okay? I don't feel like cooking."
"Sure!" Freddie replied from his room.
Carly's day at work had been hectic, though it was good to have Sam back as a friend, they hadn't gotten to talk much because today had been a busy day for news, a huge pile up on the outskirts of Seattle had been the main source of news, and Carly and Sam had been reporting from the scene of the accident, between reporting updates, doing interviews, and competing with other news stations for footage they had quickly been tired out.
They did, however, have enough time to plan dinner plans for the weekend at Carly's house. She placed a hand on her stomach in hopes to make the uneasy feeling go away, she didn't know why but when she thought about her and Sam she felt uneasy, like there was something bad coming, but wasn't sure if it was her imagination or not.
She grabbed her cellphone and dialed the pizza place; she had them in her contacts because they ate out a lot, and ordered two large Pizzas, one supreme and one pepperoni. Twenty minutes later the food arrived and she called Freddie down for dinner.
When they sat down for dinner Carly looked at her son "I've thought about what we talked about earlier" she said and took a bite of Pizza.
He looked up at her, a piece of cheese dangling from his mouth, "And?" he asked.
"You guys can start up iCarly again... I think it would be fitting for you to restart it" she said, "It's your inheritance in a way."
Freddie grinned and swallowed the piece of Pizza in his mouth "Really? Awesome!" he said with a grin. "We plan to go over to Uncle Spencer's tomorrow and ask him if we can use the spare room in his house."
"I think he'd like that. You should ask him if he wants to appear once and awhile, he did that when we did iCarly." She said.
"We're still kind of working on what kind of stuff we want to do." He said, "We're taking ideas from your show, Kurt's our tech guy and Carly and I are hosting it."
"Well, that makes sense actually" she said, "You and Carly will work well together" she said, "Trust me on that."
Freddie smiled "Thanks Mom." he said.
After dinner Freddie headed upstairs, "Homework." he called.
"Work hard" Carly replied and headed upstairs herself for an early bedtime.
Freddie grinned as he worked on his homework; tomorrow was going to be awesome... He couldn't wait. He pulled out his phone and texted Kurt and Carly, to excited to wait until tomorrow.
Mom okayed it, iCarly is a go!
He closed his phone and went back to his work. Finally the phone rang and he flipped it own excitedly.
The first one was from Kurt and simply read Sweet Bro, Talk to you tomorrow!
Five minutes later his phone rang again with a text from Carly.
Sounds fun! Can't wait, talk to you tomorrow?
Freddie found himself looking forward to that more than starting iCarly and grinned Of course! You're one of us now!
He put his phone back down and worked on his Math homework, Math was his worse subject and it took him the longest so he usually worked on it first.
His phone rang again with a text Thanks Freddie, that means a lot, talk to you tomorrow
He shut his phone and went back to his homework, which took about another hour, and finally headed to bed around 11:30. He closed his eyes, his imagination running wild about starting up the webshow again, and sleep overtook him.
Note: I hope you all didn't think this chapter was to long, I hope the length of the chapters means I'm improving but I leave that up to my readers. Also, I hope you don't think the story is moving to slow, if so I can speed it up a little, please let me know your opinions in reviews!