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Chapter 13: Freddie POV

We sat in shocked silence for a while before Sam finally blurted out, "I can't believe that dumb-ass nub had the nerve to do that! When I get my hands on him…. Ooooh he's gonna regret it…" She then proceeded to crack her knuckles to add the intimidating effect.

"Alright… before you do anything that you'll regret later… let's e-mail him back. Maybe he wants something in return for taking the picture down." I suggested.

Sam snorted rudely. "Yeah, I'm sure that he'll take the picture down because we pay him. "

"Sam, quit being so sarcastic! And I didn't mean money… he could want anything. He is Nevel after all."

"Fine, e-mail him back or whatever. I just don't see how you can be so calm about this! I mean… how dare he invade our… ummmm… privacy." She blushed.

"Well... my mom always told me that when someone does wrong, I shouldn't stay upset for long."

"Hah, your mom has a rhyme for everything, doesn't she?" Sam laughed.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Now, what should I write in the e-mail?" I questioned.

"Here, give me the phone." Sam ordered.

I handed her my PearPhone and watched her type out a message.

God, she looked so beautiful… hmm, I find myself saying that every couple of minutes now.

My lips are still tingling from our make-out, it couldn't have been any better. But it's worrying me how Sam hasn't really mentioned it yet… did it even mean anything to her?

"Check out this, Fredwad. It's the perfect message to send to the King of the Nubs." Sam interrupted my thoughts.

"I thought that I was the King of the Nubs."

"Well, Nevel gets the crown today." Sam said.

I took the phone from her hand and read her message:

dear nubby nevel, u better take that pic down or ill come and make sure you do. watch ur back nevel… luv, sam

"Uhhh, Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"This is horrible." I stated bluntly.

Sam pretended to look offended. "Fredward Benson, how could you be so incredibly rude? Doesn't your mother have a rhyme about that?"

"…Being rude is very crude, if you are rude then all of your shoes will turn to suede."

"Wow, that's the dumbest one I've heard yet." Sam said.

"Yeah, at least you don't have it knitted into a pillow."

Meanwhile, with the Beavecoon Hunters gang….

Carly POV

Before Logan could respond, an animal about yae wide and yae long walked out of the bushes. Wait a second…. Is that the beavecoon? I looked at Spencer for confirmation, and his face told it all. It was the beavecoon.

Spencer stepped towards the creature and made a hissing sound. The beavecoon hissed in response and walked up to Spencer.

The beavecoon made a noise that sounded similar to purring and rubbed up against Spencer's leg.

"Awww! What a cutie pie!" I cooed. Anything that purred had to be adorable!

The beavecoon looked at me and hissed, then returned to rubbing against Spencer. Whoa… Did I just get hissed at from a creature who I didn't even think existed until a minute ago?

I am deeply offended.

"C'mon little beavecoon… it's okay… that's my little sister Carly. She's a friend, not a foe. Everyone here is a friend." Spencer told the beavecoon.

The creature looked at everyone's face before purring in approval. Spencer picked it up and said, "I think that I'm gonna take you home… how would you like to be called Spencer Junior?"

The beavecoon hissed. "Okay, how about just Junior then?" Spencer tried.

This went on for about five minutes before 'Gram Gram of the Socks' exclaimed, "Oh for heaven's sake! Just name the thing Cupcake or something, I've got to take a wazz!"

Spencer's eyes light up. "Hey, how about I name him Wazzy!"

"Spencer!" I yelled, "We can't bring home a wild creature! And you can't name him after pee!"

"Aww c'mon Carls… I'll do all the work for taking care of it and I'll keep it in my room… most of the time." Spencer negotiated.

"Well… if you can get a beavecoon, then why can't I get a dog?" I complained.

Spencer scoffed. "Carly, dogs bark and are extremely slobbery… plus they go to the bathroom everywhere, I bet I can train the beavecoon to go in a litter box!"

"Well, what if you can't litter box train it?"

"Look, I am the adult here, and what I say goes." Spencer said sternly.

Yeah, NOW he starts acting like an adult… I thought.

Socko ran up to Spencer and started jumping up and down yelling, "We did it! We did it! Hooray!"

Spencer placed Wazzy in my arms and stood next to Socko. Together they began to sing, "We did it! We did it! Yayyy! We found the beavecoon! We did it! We went into the woods with a protector and some teens! We did it! Now our dreams have come true! Hoorayyyyy!" They started squeling like little children and did a very girly happy dance.

Nevermind,he'll never act like an adult.

And now back to everybody's favorite couple!

Freddie POV

The message that we ended up sending was:

Nevel, how the hec did you get my e-mail? How did you get that picture? What can we to get you to take it down from wherever you put it? BTW- Sam is mad, so you better watch your back, Papperman. With no love at all, Sam and Freddie.

Now we were anxiously waiting for him to reply. It was quite awkward to talk about, but at least we were talking.

"How the hell did he get that picture?" Sam exclaimed. "Did he take it from the ground? Cause you would have to have at least 12x16 zoom capability on your camera to take it from that far down."

"How did you know that?" I questioned.

Sam blushed. "Freddie, I'm not an idiot. I know that I seem really dumb and… un-smart… but I'm not. I'm just too lazy to try most of the time. And back when I did pageants there was this geeky girl… kinda like you… there and she taught me all this stuff about cameras and computers back stage." She admitted.

"Well then why aren't you the iCarly tech. producer of you know so much?" I joked.

"Because I don't wanna be a nerd live on the web. And I'm surprised that you didn't figure this out earlier. Remember that one time when we were fighting over what the name of some computer company was and I was right?" She smirked.

I pretended to look hurt. "Well then! Maybe you don't even need me on iCarly anymore! Maybe I should just quit!"

Sam looked shocked for a second before she realized that I was only kidding. "Ha ha… very funny Benson."

We were quiet for a minute, then I heard, "Hey, you wanna buy a vegetable Somoza?" (Little nod to Phineas and Ferb there!)

We turned around and see non-other than T-Bo himself. "T-Bo! What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well, my cousin lives in this town and I came for a visit. I decided to come here and try to sell stuff to these Jerseyers." He explained.

"What the hell is a vegetable somoza?" Sam asked rudely.

"It's just a fancy word for potato, okay?" Clearly he had to explain this many times.

"Freddie, but one for me." She demanded. I rolled my eyes and took out my wallet.

T-Bo handed Sam a potato or whatever that thing was and took my money.

"Hey, you! You're not allowed to sell unauthorized food here!" A security guard yelled.

"It's not unauthorized! It's a vegetable Somoza!" T-Bo screamed back.

The security guard ran at T-Bo, holding a tranquilizer gun, and chased him towards the exit.

Sam laughed at T-Bo's misfortune while eating her vegetable Somoza.

"Sam," I scolded, "You're gonna choke eating and laughing at the same time!"

"Ah, relax Momma's boy. Quit being so paranoid."

From across the park I hear T-Bo yell, "YOU CAN'T STOP THE POWER OF THE VEGETABLE SOMOZA!"

Sam began to laugh again, and I joined in. We laughed for another five minutes, then abruptly stopped after I heard my phone beep, signaling that I had a new e-mail. I looked at Sam and saw that she looked… scared? Well, this was a first.

I slowly took out my phone and opened the new e-mail.

Hahahaha! Very surprised, were you not? I will answer your questions if you come to me so I can say it in person. I am here at the entrance to the park sitting on a bench that has some bunny character on it. You have 15 minutes. Good day Sam and Freddie. Or should I say… Seddie! Hahahahahahahha!

I sighed and let Sam read the message. She growled, dropped her vegetable Somoza and stood up. "C'mon Freddork, let's go find this nub and set his nubby butt straight!"

"But Sam," I protested, "What if it's a trap and-"

Before I could finish, she grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the entrance. I didn't oblige.

A/N: Oh, T-Bo, will you ever learn?

And I'm glad that you all liked the fact that I brought Nevel into the story… I wasn't planning on it actually, the idea came to me while I was writing the chapter! If I didn't add him then the story would've been over sooner… so I decided to make it a little longer! :D

Thanks for all the awesome reviews! Do you think we could reach 200 by the end of the story? (wink wink, hint hint)

P.S.: New chapter should be up maybe tomorrow… if not then, it will definitely be up by Thursday or Friday cause I have off those two days! :)