Finally, a day inside. No Flubadates, camping trips, or rollercoasters.
Just a nice day in with the annoying Mrs Benson and the confusing Fredward Benson.
Oh, the joy.
At least Crazy is letting us making pancakes.
Well, we're sort of making them.
Benson shouldn't have 'accidentally' sprayed me in the face with milk.
And then I probably shouldn't have 'purposely' sprayed him back.
But when Mrs Benson is near, we act like innocent teenagers making a nice batch of pancakes.
And these are nice pancakes.
They maybe needed a little more milk, but it was fun throwing the milk at his face.
So I guess the pancakes can do without the milk.
What's Benson planning?
He has that devious little smir-
He just poured syrup on my sock!
Oh, it is on.

"I'm Sam!"
"And I'm Freddie!"
"And this is another iCarly segment!"
"So what are we going to do today Sam?"
"We're going to prank call Freddie's mum!"
"Sam!"
"What?"
"I thought we were prank call Carly!"
"Nope. She would guess instantly."
"Fine."
"So, I'll put the phone on speaker..."
"Here we go!"
"Pick up, pick up... HELLO!" I think that was the best man-voice I have ever done.
"Who is this?"
"It's me."
"Who's me?"
"The man who is coming to investigate your biscuits."
"My biscuits? I don't have any biscuits!" She sounds so scared.
"Oh, but you do."
"How would you know?"
"I know everything about you, Marissa."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?"
"I just do."
"Freddie, is that you?" Hah. I must have a very convincing man-voice.
"Yes, yes it is."
Now Freddie looks angry. "SAM!"
"Sam? Freddie? Is that you?"
"No. Who are Sam and Freddie?"
"Oh, like you don't know." And I never knew Mrs Benson could be sarcastic.
"We don't know."
"Then I'm not telling you."
"Please?"
"No."
"But-"
"I'm not giving out personal information about my son and his girlfriend."
That was the worst thing she could have said, live on an iCarly webcast.
Freddie and Iare not dating!
The fans will go wild!
The comment box.
It'll be full of the Creddiers and the Seddiers arguing.
Oh no. The Seddiers.
Them people are crazy.
What has Mrs Benson done?

"NO, Carly, you don't get it. We're not together!" Will she get it onto her head? She should be the most understanding one! Freddie and I are not dating.
"Then why did Mrs B say that you were?"
"She has this crazy little idea in her crazy little head that Freddie and I like each other. She won't give up on the idea and keeps sending us out together and chiz."
"Yeah, but we don't actually like each other."
"Not like that."
"Are you sure?"
"Carly, we're sure. There is nothing going on between me and Fredipop. We just need some way to tell the fans that!"
"Why don't you two do a video explaining the situation? I'm sure the fans will understand."
"You think?"
"I hope so. Have you seen the iCarly website?"
"Yep. Some of those fans can be very vicious."

"Fredbag and I are not dating."
"We're just friends. There is no way we like each other. We need you, the iCarly fans, to believe us. My mum was trying to embarrass us because she knew it was us that prank called her."
"So can you all lie off? There is going to be no 'Seddie' and no 'Creddie'. We're just all really good friends."
"We hope you understand."
I so freakin hope that worked.

Is he going to Flubakiss me on the lips again?
Not that I really want him too, but the Flubadubs do.
Imagine if the Seddie fans knew this.
Sam Puckett and Freddie Benson kiss every night before they go to bed.
His lips are so soft.
I've kissed him three times now, and I guess it still surprises me each time.
Imagine if Carly knew.
She'd freak as much as the Seddie fans would.
His lips…
I keep getting the memory of that night on the fire escape every time he Flubakisses me. I guess that time on the fire escape was the only time we kissed. The other times have been Flubakisses.
He doesn't seem to be Flubakissing me. Maybe he's waiting for me to make the move?
I haven't really contributed to them much, have I? It's always him leaning forward. I've just been taking in the glory.
Maybe I should make the move this time.
He is staring into my eyes deeply…
This boy gives me the Flubatracts.
Should I put my arms around his neck?
Na. I think that's a bit too romantic. And forward.
Though I could just go and blame it on the Flubadubs…
No… I'll just put them on his upper arms. That shouldn't be forward at all.
I think he knows I'm going to Flubakiss him now.
They're so warm.
They're so soft.
They're so sweet.
They're so nice.
OMG OMG OMG!
EEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPP!
HE PUT HIS ARMS ROUND MY WAIST!
IT FELT SO-
Sorry. That was just the Flubadubs fangirling.