WOOH! No more exams! And that means I'm back to my writing so yeah, I feel special :) I want to thank Omnistar and abracadabra94 for their suggestions. They have been a big help. I did go back and read my last chapter and I was like 'Dude, this sucks' 'cause it did keep switching tenses and all that chiz. I don't think I'm going to bother changing it as I just want to keep on with the storyline if you see what I mean. I might go back later and fix it, but for now, I have a new chapter and hopefully it will be better than the last! Enjoy :)

Disclaimer: Do we really have to go through this every chapter? Ugh, fine. I don't own iCarly.

Previously on Something Weird:

Were you just thinking about me in the shower?

It wasn't really a question. I already knew he was, it was written all over his face. Freddie blushed and shook his head vigorously.

O-Of course not! Why would you, I mean… Why on earth would I do that?

Oh man. He even sucks at lying in his mind.

Don't you lie to mama!

I tightened my grip on his leg and his face shrivelled up in pain. Ha.

"Miss Puckett and Mr Benson." Miss Briggs' shrill voice got louder. We jumped away from each other and ceased all body contact. "If you are quite finished with giving each other the look of love we may continue."

Now it was my turn to blush as I felt my cheeks getting hotter. Thankfully, the old bat left it at that and continued teaching (if you can call it that).

I didn't dare glance at Freddie, only reached for his hand under the desk once more.

We will talk about THIS later.

He didn't respond with his mind, which I found quite annoying, considering that I now had to look at him.

Freddie was staring straight ahead. His face had paled and at one point he let out a fairly audible gulp. Good. He should be scared.

Freddie's POV

She is going to kill me.

Chapter 9:

Suspicions

Carly's POV

Something feels different. I can't quite put my finger on it but… WAIT! I know. Maybe it's the fact that my two best friends are nowhere to be found! I haven't seen Sam or Freddie since school finished yesterday. They didn't even come over and fight about Bolivian bacon or who gets the TV remote. So now I have a fridge full of Sam's bacon and a cold spot on the couch where Freddie should be sitting. I feel lost. When I eventually got home yesterday after my wonderful date with the new guy Scott… mmmm Scott… Anyway! When I got home I found Spencer in the kitchen working on… something?

"Hey big bro, whatcha doing?" I said, placing my bag on the couch and walking slowly towards his contraption. It looked like a cross between a pig and a really big bird. The body was made from an old metal sheet that bent outwards to from a rounded stomach. It was splattered with purple paint and had flecks of golden rust poking out of every orifice. The wings were made from thin metal wires, spread out from the back of the pig-bird-thing, each of them connected by a row of multicoloured cotton wool. I'm not going to lie; I thought it was the scariest thing I ever saw in my life. Then Spencer popped up from what he was working on.

"It's my newest creation!" he said, putting on a really bad British accent. "I call it… Steven" he whispered for emphasis.

I took one look at Spencer and gasped. He was covered head to toe in purple paint with bits of cotton wool and rust clingy to him. There was cotton wool sprouting from his ears! He saw my obviously shocked expression and took a step forward in concern and tried to ask what was wrong.

"DON'T MOVE!" I screamed at him. Spencer jumped back in surprise and almost knocked over Steven.

"Carly, what's wrong?" he started.

"Take of your shoes!" I commanded, pointing at the paint-covered shoes. He looked at me with confused eyes.

"Wha-"

"Take them off!"

"Okay! Okay, calm down. Jeez." He took off his shoes one by one and placed them on the cloth underneath Steven.

"Now," I breathed, as calmly as possible. "Get in the shower, and wash off that mess. And when your done, you can clean up the mess you made around Steven." I pointed towards the mutant pig. My expression must have been one that could kill because Spencer's eyes went as wide as saucers and he ran for the bathroom, screaming as he went. Oh Spencer.

I shook my head in despair and made my way up to the iCarly studio. Before he had left, Freddie said that he needed to fix something on the iCarly website, so I had assumed he would still be up there. Probably hiding from Sam, she would have been there aswell. But as I opened the door to the studio, I found no-one. But Sam and Freddie had definitely been here that's for sure. Sam's favourite red bean bag was centred in the middle of the studio. I smiled as I made my way over to it. It was still warm; she couldn't have been gone that long.

Freddie's nerd station was still operational too. Oh Sam, why must you make me think these things? That proves Freddie must have left in a hurry because he never leaves his tech-stuff on. I sighed and went to turn it off when I noticed the tiny drops of blood smeared across the screen. Ew. I bet you that was Sam's doing.

The rest of the night was a blur. In my mind, all I could think about was where they were and what happened to Freddie. Looking back, it would probably have been a good idea to call them, but I wasn't thinking straight. I guess I must have fallen asleep at some point because the next thing I knew, alarm was going off at seven in the morning.

So there I was, at my locker at school the next morning, waiting for one of them to find me. It felt like I had been waiting forever in the loud heap of students when the warning bell sounded. I wanted to wait longer but I was about to be late, so I started walking towards my biology class. It was the only class I had that Sam and Freddie didn't. Still, at least they were together. And being my nosy self, I looked through the little window in the door to their classroom and saw them. How could they have not said hi to me on their way in? Did they forget about me or something? My mind was ticking over with the insecure thoughts of my best friends when I noticed something completely earth-shattering. Sam and Freddie were looking straight into each others eyes, their faces only inches apart, with intense looks in both of their expressions. Did I miss something? That's when my eyes caught sight of their hands. Under the table.

They were holding hands! How the hell am I supposed to take that? My two best friends were looking at each other like they wanted to suck the others face off and secretly holding hands under the table. What are they dating and not telling me about it? After they promised no more secrets?

I was in the middle of my mini freak out when I stopped and really thought about it. "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" I erupted out loud, a massive grin overtaking my face. Several passers-by looked at me like I was crazy but I didn't care. They are just so cute together! How come I've never seen this before?

I didn't get the chance to answer my own question because I was being shooed into class by another teacher.

They need to be together. It'll be brilliant.

A/N: Dun dun DUUUUNN! Carly saw their little 'episode'! I wonder what will happen next. I hope you like it and please review! I love hearing what you guys think!

-Charliee