MY #3......... BIRTHDAYS!
It was the most dreaded day for Freddie, his birthday. And it's not that he was worried about getting older..... it was the fact that Sam and Carly were planning a party for him. He knew Carly would never do anything to hurt him.... except that time.... with the clowns, but Sam...well she's another story.
"Hey Fredwardo, what's up?" Sam asked, entering the iCarly studio.
"Stay away from me Sam, you're not going to ruin my birthday this year!" Freddie yelled.
"Chilax dork, I didn't have time to plan your downfall this year. Then again, you do that yourself." Sam cried.
The door opened once again and Carly walked in. "Hey Freddie do you want a green birthday cake or a blue one?"
"Who cares, Sam's just gonna eat it anyway."
"Freddie, I promise that Sam will not eat your birthday cake completely this year. She promised to behave, right Sam?" Carly asked warningly.
"Yes mother." Sam said and rolled her eyes. "Do you have any meat?"
"Spencer just bought some Canadian Bacon, but.... never mind." Carly said when Sam rushed out of the room.
Freddie plopped down on a beanbag chair and groaned.
"Carly how can you trust her? You know that she's gonna do something bad!" Freddie exclaimed.
"Nah, she's not. I even know what she's going to give you for a present. She picked it out herself!" Carly said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, and it's actually pretty good."
"CARLY! SAM'S ATTACKING ME!" Spencer cried from downstairs.
Carly sighed, "Let's get down there before I lose a brother."
{LATER ON AT FREDDIE'S PARTY}
"It's time to give the presents!" Carly exclaimed.
The kids all approached the table and handed Freddie his presents, everyone except Sam who walked out of the apartment.
"Hey? Where's Sam?" Carly asked.
The kids looked around looking for the blond girl, but nobody could find her.
"She left her gift, though." Gibby said, picking up a medium sized box and handing it over to Freddie.
He opened it up and revealed a very sophisticated camcorder. Inside was a note that read:
Hey Freddie,
I know you don't think I exist but I got this cool camera for you.
Happy Birthday!
Melanie Puckett
He looked inside the box and saw another note.
Fred-weird,
I'm sorry but I couldn't find a gift that was good enough to give you. Melanie found a great gift but I couldn't find anything that was..... perfect for you.
Sam
{AFTER THE PARTY}
"Thanks for the party Carly!" Freddie said from the door.
"No prob, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Night Freddie."
"Night."
Freddie walked into his house and left his gifts in there, then he went out once again. He needed to think and the only way he could do that was to go to his favorite place, the fire escape.
He walked slowly, holding the note from Sam in his hand.
'A gift perfect for me?' thought Freddie 'Why would she want to find a perfect gift..... for me!'
He was about to walk onto the fire escape, when he spotted a shadow out there. He peeked out and saw Sam standing, looking out at the city's skyline.
He quietly climbed out and made his way towards her.
"What are you doing here Freddifer, aren't you suppose to be at your party?" Sam asked, not even bothering to turn around.
"The party ended about two hours ago." Freddie responded.
"Didn't even know," Sam answered.
He stood behind her, not wanting to leave, but not wanting to approach.
"Sam, what did you mean by perfect gift?" he asked her.
She sighed and looked up at the sky.
"I don't know okay? After I saw Mel's present for you I knew that I wanted to get you a better one. But I couldn't find anything."
"You didn't have to get me anything."
He timidly laid a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't say that! I wanted to get you something you'd never lose, or something you'd remember forever." Sam said.
"You gave me a gift a long time ago." he said, walking up to stand beside her.
Sam looked over at him confused, "What nonsense you speak?"
"Back when we first met it was a curse, but a year ago it became a gift. Your friendship." Freddie said.
Sam looked away, "Stop lying Freddie."
"I'm not lying."
"Am I really your friend? Do you really think so?" Sam asked angrily.
"No chiz, of course. And my life wouldn't be the same without you making my life miserable." Freddie said with a smile.
"Happy Birthday then!" Sam said as she punched him in the arm.
He fell on his butt and rubbed his arm.
" Thanks!" he said.
Eww....fluffy!