I guess we won't be going walking again. That's not a bad thing though. It was torture even before I hurt my toe again. The bad thing is that Mrs B is coming and putting ice on my toe every hour.
She tries to have Mother-Son'sBestFriend tak with me.
I tried to tell her my mum has already had 'The Talk' with me (Even though she hasn't.) But she didn't take no for an answer.
It's a good thing that I've learnt to block out her voice.
It's also a good thing that Freddie wasn't in ear shot.
Oh. Here she is now.
"Hello, honey."
"Don't. Call. Me. Honey."
"Sorry, Sam, are you ready for icy-time?" Icy-Time? Are you kidding me?
"Not really."
"I know it hurts. But it will help it get better quickly. If we keep doing this hourly, it should be okay in three days." What is that smirk for? "That way you and Freddie can go and shoot more iCarly things."
"You saw it?" Ow. That's cold.
"Oh, I'd never miss an episode of iCarly. I like to see what my son is up to."
"I guessed that."
"Yep. I also watch it to make sure he's not too close to Carly. You don't think I'm too overprotective, do you?"
"Oh, no. I think you have the perfect amount of protectiveness." Well it gets Freddie annoyed – so it must be a good thing!
"Well, I did let him go to the shop at the bottom of the fields on his own."
"That is fine. Freddie needs that kind of freedom. But I know that the Tick baths do him well."
"You really think so?"
"Yep. Trust me, Freddie loves his tick baths."
Oh, how I love making his life miserable.
"Good. Anyway, do you want to go back today?"
"To the cabin? Yeah, sure."
"I think it is a good idea. You'll have more of a chance to rest then. And, once it's better, I have a surprise for you and Freddie."
"What is it?"
"I'm not telling either of you until the time comes around."
Darn it. A surprise?
I don't like surprises.
They're all surprise-y.
For the nub and me? What is that lady up to? Does Freddie know about it yet?
"Hola!"
Ahhh, just the guy I wanted to see.
"Hey."
"How's it hanging?"
"Freddie?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't say stuff like that."
"Sorry Princess Puckett. How's it chilling?"
"Freddie?"
"Yeah?"
"That's even more uncool."
"So, Sam, how's it-"
"Shut up Freddie. Nothing you say will ever be cool."
"Noted."
"You have fun at the shop?"
"Not really. She sent me all the way down that hill for a bagel." It is one pretty steep hill. I hope Mrs B didn't send him all the way down there so she could talk to me. She couldn't have needed a bagel that badly.
Our conversation was pointless, anyway.
Apart from the part where I got to mess with Freddie without him even knowing it…
Anyway. Back to Frednerd.
"Just one?"
"Just one."
"Strange woman. And you know what's even stranger? She says that once my toe is better, she has a surprise for both of us."
"A good one?"
"I have no idea. And apparently, we're not allowed to know until the day comes."
"I've got a bad feeling about this."
"Why?"
"The last time my mum planned a surprise day for me, it was tickets to a convention on how to get rid of ticks."
"Oh dear."
"Yep. I doubt she'd do that to you though. She seems to have taken a liking to you."
"She says that you've taken a liking to me, too." He looks worried.
"What has my mother said about me?"
"She said that you always talk about me."
"Pfft… Not always!"
"Does that mean you at least talk about me sometimes?"
"Yes. Don't worry. I only say good things." Oh, really Benson?
"What good things do you say?" Half is generally curious; the other half is the Flubadubs speaking.
"You know… stuff.." Hah. Not so cocky are we now, Benson?
I doubt he does say good things about me. There can't be that many good things about me. I'm only Sam… "I doubt it. Name three good things about me." Sam! Why did I say that? But I guess it would be nice to see what he thinks of me… Oh shut up Flubadubs.
"Your hair, your eyes, and your laugh."
"Excuse me?" Did he really just say that? We're just friends.
Okay, Sam, just because he said something nice about you, it doesn't mean he wants to be more that friends.
Friends can say nice things about each other!
Like Carly, for example. She always says how much she likes your hair, too. I don't freak out when she says it.
But she's a girl.
"It doesn't matter." Aw. I've scared him off now!
"I like your laugh too." And now I think I've scared him even more. I think that might be the first time I've complemented someone - who isn't Carly. "Friends can complement each other."
"I know. It's just weird coming out of Sam Puckett's mouth."
"Shut up before I punch you."
"That's the Sam I know and love." Do you know how many times he's slipped that he apparently 'loves' me? I know it's just a figure of speech, but he seems to have used everyone going.
I bet he doesn't even know he's doing it. Like with my Flubadubs, I say something without even realising it. Then, when I do, I regret it.
But you can't take it back then.
And every time he says something like that, the Flubadubs start up.
Could they be something more?
No. They're just the stupid Flubadubs. They mean nothing.
They just want to ruin my vacation!
But kind of make it better at the same time…
I'm messed up.

A/N. Sorry for the short chapter. I think I may be catching a case of writers block.
I seriously hope not.
Anyway, you guys got any ideas that you want to happen, that could maybe hopefully wonderfully help me out? That would be seriously helpful!
Thanks for all the reviews as well. It's the only reason I like going to sleep. When I wake up in the morning, I usually (and hopefully) have a review or two! (Different time zones, baby!)
Daisy:D