So, the second part of the Payback extension is done! This so beats writing argumentative papers. Gotta love procrastination.
For once I actually don't have too much to say in my side notes. So I guess just enjoy reading? =)
Payback: Strategy
"Well Sam, you've done it. You've officially cleaned out my fridge."
Carly analyzed the contents of the refrigerator, which contained nothing but a half-full water pitcher and a lone can of soda. The sink was towering with dishes, most of which were used by Sam.
"Sorry," The blonde replied, "Guess I get kind of hungry when MMA wrestlers guest star on iCarly." Jackson Colt - along with the three look-a-likes - actually left the Shay apartment not too long after the show aired for the week. It left Carly, Sam, and Freddie by themselves for the night, with a tired Spencer still sleeping on the couch.
"You think?" Freddie smirked, risking a broken hand by taking the last Peppy Cola for himself. He'd only popped the can open before Sam immediately snatched it from him and took the first swig. Well, that's what he got for being sarcastic.
Carly eyed the sink. "I'm too tired to worry about the di-" A loud snort sounded from the living room, interrupting her. Carly laughed, peering at her brother, who was obviously heavily asleep.
"I think Spence's got the right idea," She said, "I'm beat. Sam, are you staying?"
Sam shrugged with one shoulder. "Nah, I think I'm actually going to sleep in my own house tonight. But I'll be back bright and early tomorrow to eat from your fridge again, so stock up."
"Okay, but you owe me," Carly joked and followed her friends the door as they showed themselves out, "How am I supposed to stock up my entire fridge in only a couple of hours?"
"I dunno. I'll get you something from the Groovy Smoothie to make it up to you," She took another sip of the stolen soda, opening the door.
"Right. I'm sure buying a Citrus Oasis is going to cover the cost of groceries, Sam," Freddie quipped. Sam grunted. Freddie was obviously paying more attention to her insult tactics, otherwise he wouldn't be getting better at coming up with snide comments.
"Quiet, Benson," She shot back, "Just be impressed that I offered to do something nice for once." She started walking out of the door, Freddie following her.
"Why? It's not like you were doing anything nice for me, you were doing something nice for your best friend! I'd say that's pretty expected!"
"Okay, goodnight guys," Carly chuckled, closing the door behind her bickering friends as they continued to argue in the hallway. She could still hear them through the closed door before walking away to her bedroom.
"Why do you always do this?" He whined, clearly exaughisted with her taunting for the night. "I swear, Sam, it's been all week. Between the iCarly rehearsals and comparing me with that picture of a toilet on the show, embarrassing me in front of the look-a-likes-"
"Oh right, thanks for reminding me," Sam replied, ignoring his complaints, "I forgot about that one!" Freddie wouldn't have been so annoyed with her if he hadn't been so tired. Between setting up the ploy with their doppelgangers, sneaking into an MMA fight, and airing and episode of iCarly, he definitely felt worn. But Sam kept laughing, disregarding his pleas for her silence.
"You'd have to be a real idiot to record something like that and leave it on your computer," She gawked, mimicking Freddie's voice from his audio clip, "'My name's Fredward Benson and I absolutely looove Carly Shay.'"
"Shut up, Sam."
"'Testing, testing! Ooh, I loove you, Carly!'"
"Sam, I mean it!"
She laughed harder at his attempt to pose a threat. "Real intimidating, dorkwad. You totally shut me up, I'm just too scared to-"
He actually did shut her up, just not in the way either of them expected to get the other quiet. And Sam couldn't laugh at him anymore, when her mouth was occupied by Freddie's. He relished in the quiet hallway for a few seconds before a 'clank' and a spill broke them apart.
Sam's face was beat red once it finally ended. "Y-you!" She stammered, "W-what the hell was that for?!" She stepped back away from him, noticing that she was stepping in something that sounded like water. She looked down at her shoes, the soles of which were now covered in Peppy Cola.
She was furious. Her eyes traveled back up to Freddie; his features held a strange mix of satisfaction and fear.
The fear dominated the rest of his emotion when she growled and bolted at him, but Freddie was lucky enough to make a quick escape inside. He could hear her collide with his apartment door, banging her fists against it in a livid rage.
"You're going to be sorry you did that, Benson!" She roared, "That, and you spilled my soda! You're gonna pay!"
After a final 'bam!' against the door, he could hear Sam's sneakers sticking against the hallway tile, furious and embarrassed as she walked off. He was sure Sam was far enough from Bushwell before returning outside with a few paper towels and a bottle of tile cleaner.
The door across from him opened. "Freddie?" Carly asked, confusion and concern evident on her features. "What's going on? I was getting ready for bed, but then I heard yelling."
Freddie stood up, holding the empty soda can. "Yeah...I accidentally knocked this out of Sam's hand," He responded, hoping she couldn't detect the lie. "So she pretty much threatened to kill me."
Carly smiled and shook her head. "Oh," She turned to walk back into her apartment, "Well, I'd say you'd better watch your back, then. Night, Freddie," She chuckled, shutting the door behind her.
Freddie sighed heavily, exasperated. "Seriously," He muttered to himself, "You have no idea."
Yay for dialogue! I feel like I had the characters talking more in this one. Which is nice, I love talking. =D
Anyway, this was a lot of fun to write. I kinda wish I had Freddie saying more besides snide comments at Sam's expense before they left Carly's apartment, but oh well.I think I'm kind of pleased with this one anyway. =P
Oh and I actually have no idea if they mentioned any smoothie flavors in iCarly so Citrus Oasis was something I kind of borrowed from Freshens or Jamba Juice or something, haha. Love smoothies. 3
And I kind of didn't talk about why Freddie kissed Sam anyway, but I'll get to it in the third part...=P When I went back to add it in I didn't think it flowed well with the rest of the story.
As always, respectful feedback appreciated. =)