Hey Fanfiction-ers! Now that I started another fic, iWatch You Sleep, I'm gonna have to juggle updating chapters that story, and this one. So if I don't update as often, I'm sorry!
DISCLAIMER: I'm gonna cry in a corner cause I don't own iCarly.
Chapter 2: Freddie POV
As soon as we were in the Bushwell Plaza parking lot, I knew that this was gonna be a long trip. Carly just had to sit in the front seat of Spencer's SUV, otherwise she'd get "carsick". I think it's just because she wants control of the radio station.
So, that's how I ended up sitting next to Sam, the Blonde Headed Demon, on the drive to the Seattle Airport. She decided that she'd take up the whole back of the car and rest her legs on my lap while eating an entire ham. Typical Sam.
I sighed and took out my PearPod and started listening to some music to distract myself from the noise of Sam eating. I was interrupted by my phone vibrating in my pocket. I opened and checked my new messages.
To: Freddie
From: Sam
I see u…
I rolled my eyes. The girl was sitting right next to me and was texting me?
To: Sam
From: Freddie
Funny, Puckett. Y don't u just continue eating your ham?
To: Freddie
From: Sam
Cuz im done with my ham. Now, lets get to the serious chiz. would you rather listen to spencer sing showtunes all day, or have carly say she'll never love u?
To: Sam
From: Freddie
Have carly saw she'll never love me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sam's eyes widen at my reply. I knew she'd react like that.
To: Freddie
From: Sam
wth? but u love carly! u make no sense benson.
Before I had a chance to respond, Spencer shouted, "We've arrived at Seattle Airport! Woop!" Way to state the obvious, Spence. Or as Sam would say, 'Thank you, Captain Obvious.'
We all hopped out of the car, stretching and breathing in the fresh Seattle air. Spencer opened the trunk of the car and we all grabbed our suitcases and carry – on bags. Sam started sprinting toward the entrance and we had trouble juggling our bags and trying to run.
Suddenly, I knew what would get Sam to stop. "HEY SAM," I yelled, "IF YOU STOP RUNNING I'LL BUY YOU A CHICKEN WHILE WE WAIT FOR THE PLANE!" That caught Sam's attention.
She stopped running and walked over to us. "A full chicken?"
"Sure." I had to smile at how easy it was to bribe her with food. Her stomach must be a bottom-less pit. The amount of food she eats used to creep me out, but now it doesn't even amuse me, heck it's even kind of fascinating watching her eat. Wait…. no it isn't. Who watches people eat? Not me. Nope…
When we went into the airport, a few people stared. That wasn't uncommon; we were used to all the "Look! It's the iCarly kids!" It just came with the territory of being web-stars.
While Spencer checked our bags in, we stood of to the side admiring the place around us. Well, at least me and Sam were. We both never went on a plane, with my mom being to over-protective and paranoid that the plane would crash, and Sam's mom just being a Puckett. And too poor.
Luckily, my mom was off somewhere in Canada at a Tick Bath Lovers Convention. If she knew I was doing this, I'd be grounded for life.
We heard a loud thump coming from the Check-In counter, only to see that Spencer had set a ticket printer on fire. How he was able to do that really confused me.
Carly screamed and ran to the scene, where fire fighters were arriving.
I turned to Sam and we both burst out laughing. This was a totally classic Spencer moment. She nudged me and pointed to where Spence was showing one of the fire fighters a picture of a beavecoon and making the hissing noise. That made us laugh even harder.
"Well, since I'm hungry and we have some time before this mess is cleaned up, can you buy me that chicken now?" I smiled and rolled my eyes, of course she's thinking of food right now.
"Sure, Princess Puckett. Lets go find a food court." Instead of following me, she stared at me like I was missing something. "What?"
"Carry me." She said it more like a statement than a question. Typical lazy Sam. I squatted down and she climbed onto my back, ringing her arms around my neck. Luckily it wasn't in a choking manner.
She carried both of our carry-on bags, one on each shoulder since my arms were tightly gripped around Sam's legs so she wouldn't fall. Only because if I dropped her, it would be my death sentence. Yeah.
I paused for a quick second to look at the giant board that had all of the flights scheduled for today. I squinted my eyes and looked for the 8:00 A.M. flight to Newark New Jersey. It had been delayed one hour. That was a good thing, considering that Spencer probably needs some time to settle things down with the police.
Sam must've seen it too, she groaned and put her chin on the top of my head. "Nooo! I hate waiting!"
I chuckled. "I know, Sam. Look, the time will go by faster once you get your chicken. K?"
I glanced up and saw a small smile appear on her face. "Yeah… so let's go, Freddo! ONWARD TO CHICKEN LAND!"
I laughed and started running (Sam is pretty light, so she's easy to carry around.) through the crowded airport to find a fast food place. Sure we got weird looks, but Sam shot them right back at the people, which I found to be hilarious.
A/N: So, I finally sneaked some Seddie in there! Some hints aren't that obvious, but I'm trying to build their relationship to a certain point, so some subtle hints are needed.
And it will get more interesting as the story goes on, these kinds of chapters are just needed for the plot!
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