Heydihihedo, all my Seddie warriors! First off, how awesome was that newest iCarly? My favorite part would have to be (IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT YET THEN DO NOT READ THIS NEXT PART!) a tossup between when Sam and Freddie came to Carly at 3 in the morning because they had had a fight while videochatting and the part when they're at Pini's and Carly told Sam that the amount of cheese she had on her lasagna was insane, and that it embarrassed her. I mean, for Sam and Freddie to be asking Carly to referee an argument at three in the morning would mean that they had to have been videochatting at atleast 2:30, which is just so adorable. :)

To LyshaLuvsSeddie: Don't be ashamed, Phineas and Ferb is the only show on Disney that I'll still watch too! All the new Disney shows are just kinda stupid. And has anyone else noticed that they make a lot of direct God references now? My little sister made me watch a few of the shows with her and they made God references in like 3 of the different shows.

To DannySamLover20: Thanks, I will! And I have a question about your name...is that a Danny Phantom reference?

To Keirah: I know, right? I think the idea of kissing while pressed up is not only really romantic but also unbelievably hot. I also like the idea of Freddie having a little power and dominance over Sam for once, since she's usually the one pushing him around.

Anyway...onward, my Seddian soldiers!

Carly was utterly shocked when Sam and Freddie didn't even hear her. They just kept going at it against her wall, a wall that she would viciously scrub down after they left.

"Hey!" Carly shouted.

Sam and Freddie jumped apart like they'd been electrocuted. Sam's hair was disheveled and her lips were red, as were Freddie's. They were both breathing hard and had the look of guilty schoolchildren that had just been caught doing something naughty.

Well, in a way they had.

"So...what's going on here?" Spencer asked, not sure if he was ready for the answer.

They glanced nervously at each other, not sure what the other wanted. Were they a couple? Were they just getting something off their chests?

"Uh..." was the universal response.

Carly grabbed the groceries from Spencer, laid them on the table, put the perishables away and then pushed Sam and Freddie on to the couch.

"Talk. NOW."Another awkward, questioning glance passed between Freddie and Sam.

It's time to break out the big guns, Carly thought. She went into the kitchen and rifled around for the squirt bottle that she had invested in years ago, back around the time when they first started iCarly. She needed it back then for when Sam and Freddie started arguing uncontrollably; now she needed it to pry a confession out of her two best friends in the world. While she was rummaging, Carly heard whispers coming from the living room. She assumed that it was just those two getting their story straight.

Boy, was she wrong.

After finding the little green bottle and filling it up, Carly returns to the living room only to see Sam and Freddie kissing again.

"What the hell? You guys are like rabbits or something!" Carly shouted, squirting them both viciously with the spray bottle. They leapt to opposite ends of the couch, hands shielding their faces.

"Carly! Carly, stop! We'll behave!"

"Good. Now, what's going on with you two? Do you like each other? Is this a new chapter in our lives? Man, what is going on?"

There was silence.

"Do you have any fruit?" said Freddie.

Carly slapped him in the face. Not with as much force as he was used to with Sam, but far more power behind it than Carly had ever used before...except maybe the time when she tackled him, when they were lying to her about them kissing the first time.

"Okay, okay, we'll talk!" Sam groaned in defeat, leaning back against the cushions of the couch. Freddie chose that second to look over at her again before realizing it than it wasn't the smartest decision. Sam's blonde curls were wet from Carly's sprays, and the shirt she was wearing was now clinging toher body in ways that he had never imagined.

No, Benson. She'd kill you if she knew you were thinking about her like this.

"The truth is..." Freddie was so busy ogling Sam that he almost missed her confession. She hesitated momentarily, let out a huge sigh and start again. "The truth is that I've liked Freddie ever since Valerie manipulated him."

"Sam, that was over three years ago!"

"Almost four." Sam mumbled.

Carly wanted sooooo bad to let out a fangirl squeal, but she repressed it. She would ruin everything if she allowed herself to become overly excited at the prospect of her best friends becoming a couple. "Freddie? I asked you a little while ago if you liked Sam. You told me no. Why did you lie to me?"

"I didn't," Freddie said simply. Sam slumped in her seat, visibly dejected.

"See, Carls? This is why I didn't tell you-"

"Let me finish, you blonde demon. I don't like you. If I liked you, the constant beatings you give me would have thrown me off by now. So no, I don't like you. I love you." Freddie allowed a huge breath to fly out of his lungs, feeling like a giant weight had just been lifted off of his shoulder.

Carly didn't care anymore about restraining herself. She let out the girliest, fangirlish squeal that Sam and Freddie had ever heard, even worse than when they went to Webicon.

So listen up you guys. I went on to my traffic stats for this story for the first time today, and I was blown away by the sheer amount of you that have read what I write. The number is in the thousands, and climbing!

Because of that, it makes me upset that I only have like 4 people that review regularly. I really do appreciate your feedback, it makes me feel awesome to know how you feel about the story and what you want to see happen.

I am seriously considering holding the next two chapters that I have already written hostage until more people review. I don't want to do it, but I want to know what you guys think about the story, or the new season of iCarly, or what other pairings you want to see (except Creddie, that I refuse to do unless it's just Creddie friendship).

Review, please. For the children? If you don't, Leann Carter will win her 100th pageant and who wants that? ;)

Yours, Amy.