***I DON'T OWN ICARLY***

24.) Ice Cream: Freddie's POV

"It's so hot outside!" Sam once again said in a groan, resting her head on my shoulder and whimpering.

"That's the fourth time you've said that in the last half hour." I reminded. I felt a sharp pain on my shoulder. I flinched back from Sam and looked at her grinning face. "You bit me!"

"Om nom." was all she said. I couldn't help but try to fight a smile and failed.

"Come on you two. I am so not in the mood right now. It's like a billion degrees out." Carly groaned grumpily as she looked over at us. I began to question why we were even out in the plain heat but then I remembered that Bushwell Plaza's air-conditioner broke, causing the building to be hotter and stuffier than outside.

Today was one of those rare (and unfortunate) days in Seattle that it didn't rain, cloud over or blow wind. The air was still and thick with the stuffy, humid, hot air. The sky was utterly clear and blue, the sun shining brightly. It would have been a heavenly sight if it wasn't for the fact that the sun was beating down on my neck causing me great discomfort.

It didn't help that Sam was dragging her feet along and leaning against me in exhaustion, my left side sweating from her body heat radiating on me. Her eyes were closed as we walked. Her flip-flops drug along the cement sidewalk, making a rhythmic scrapping noise. Her skin glistened and her blonde hair, that was sticking up everywhere, reflected in the sunlight. I would have acknowledged her more, if I didn't feel like I would collapse from heat stroke.

"Hungry…thirsty…hot." Sam complained. She clutched at my blue polo to straighten herself upright and walk normally. I looked down at her, worried that she would collapse for a moment. Her eyes lazily looked at something in the distance, then widened in surprise. I stared at her, cocking an eyebrow.

Then she was jumping up and down, pointing toward something far away. I looking in the general direction, squinting my eyes past the bright sun. Even though I sported my old Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses, they did little help against this sun. I searched in the distance, not really fully focusing on what she was excited about.

"Can we get some Freddie?" She asked me pointing in the direction again and yanking on my arm like a five year old. I glanced in the direction again only see none other then an ice cream cart. A grin played along my lips as I looked at Carly who was grinning at the cart like it was a miracle.

"Ice cream?" I questioned looking back at her. She smiled widely and tugged on my arm again. I shrugged and grinned. "Sure."

"Sweet beans!" Sam exclaimed, slipping her hand in my back pocket. I raised an eyebrow a second before I realized she was fishing out wallet. She began sprinting toward the cart. For wearing flip-flops, she was running fast.

"Sam! Give me back my wallet!" I screamed after the petite blonde. I began to run after her, leaving poor Carly behind.

"Freddie!" Carly yelled after me, but her voice faded behind me. "Guys wait!"

I began running faster, which was considerably difficult in the heat. I tried to catch up to her, finally grabbing onto her hand right as we approached the cart. I was wheezing hard from the short sprint. Sam wasn't even winded.

"Man Freddie, you have to start working out." She said patting my chest. I growled slightly. She rolled her eyes, snatching my Aviator sunglasses off my face and placing them on her own. I looked at my own reflection in them, not seeing her eyes.

"Okay…I'm…here." Carly managed between breaths, looking red in the face and like she was going to pass out. I smiled and looked back at the guy running the ice cream cart.

"You sell ice cream right?" I asked. The man looked at me, then at the sign that read ICE CREAM then back at me.

"Gee, I don't know. I'll have to check." He lifted up the freezer lid, peaked in and closed it. He smiled at me. "Your in luck, we do."

I rolled at him and his heavy sarcasm. Sam laughed loudly, patting my cheek as she stepped forward to order.

"Alright Mister. I want chocolate ice cream and a waffle cone, Freddie, my man here, wants plain ol' vanilla with a sugar cone and Carly will probably have a strawberry scoop o' ice cream on top of one of those cake cones." Sam ordered, making a noting look at Carly as if to ask her if she got everything right. We both nodded at her, surprised she knew us so well.

Sam whipped out my wallet and fished a crisp ten dollar bill out. She handed it over to the guy. I quickly snatched my wallet from her grasp. I folded it up, gave her a look and shoved it in my back pocket.

"You should hide your wallet better Fredward, like in a man purse or something." I flashed her a warning glare. "You never know if a pick pocketer will take it."

"Yeah or greedy, little, blonde demons." I snapped with a grin plastered on her face. She made a smug face and nodded once, jutting out her bottom lip. I laughed lightly.

"Here ya'll go." the man called, ready with our three cones of ice cream. We all grabbed our desired one and headed off.

The ice cream was like heaven on a day like this. Never had I loved a scoop of ice cream so much in my life. Probably because I rarely had ice cream. My mom thinks I'm lactose intolerant, which I'm not. She also thinks I'm allergic to flowers, fruit, animals and also Mexican food trucks.

We decided to sit down for a bit, relaxing in a shaded area with tables and chairs. We settled, feeling the sweet feeling of no sun. We mostly ate in silence, not really saying much beside a few jokes or pokes here and there.

"Whoever invented ice cream is a genius." Carly noted, nearing the end of her ice cream.

"No chizz" Sam said at the same time as I said; "No kidding."

I looked over at Sam who had long finished her ice cream but had chocolate left all over her face. I swear sometimes I wonder if she's really 16 or eight. I laughed at her, and she gave me a slight questioning look. I lifted my napkin and wiped the chocolate remains off her lips. She stuck her tongue out at me when I was done.

I finally finished my ice cream when Sam looked at me. A devilish grin passed her mouth quickly. I looked at her cocking an eyebrow.

"Hey Freddison, you have a little ice cream on your lips now."

"I do? Where-" I started, but Sam cut me off.

She roughly grabbed me and pressed her lips to mine. I responded quickly to the kiss. We pulled away once I remembered Carly was there when she coughed uncomfortably. We looked at her apologetically before we faced each other again.

"I got it." Sam said smiling smugly.

Wow. Sorry I havent updated in like ages. My computer got a nasty virus and had to be cleaned out. For some reason the guy took days to finally give my laptop back...

Anywho! Come on people iPsycho! Three words: Gibby is Awesome!

Well there's more to say then three words but come on Gibby rocked that whole thing. This movie literally made me fall in love with him and remember how awesome he is! That fight between him and Nora was epic. Nora BTW is truly the creepiest person I've seen. Although I did love when she said "Jim Gaffigan is right. This food pocket is hot!" For the record I love Jim Gaffigan, and if you don't know who he is well-he's a comedian. He does this whole joke on hot pockets and how gross they are. It's funny, check him out on youtube.

Adding to this iPsycho review-does anyone else think Freddie is branching out a bit? What I mean is in the beginning of iCarly he was a bit uptight, now he's so random and I love it! He actually has character now! Amazing. I loved his random thing about feeling like a giant with small travel size shampoos. He cracks me up. Can't forget his thousands of pictures of himself in a "natutal" pose. Love that scene.

Props to Dan for making another great movie for iCarly.

That's all for now people. Sorry I was gone...I'll try to post more, now that I once again am in possession of my computer. I no longer have to waste my time on my Blackberry just to have internet. :D

-fireflies321