A/N: This chapter is just meant to be a little filler before my next chapter. It's based on iDate a bad boy and is meant to show how much Sam enjoys torturing Freddie. It's not much different from the show but I thought I must have a chapter in Sam's point of view because I really want it to be Freddie's point of view on Ireunite with Missy.

On another note, I would just like to spend a little time on the quality of peoples fan fics. If you've spent a little time on the forums of different websites you may know how people are complaining on the quality of the fics. They are especially targeting Seddie fics! Let's show them how well we can write! Make sure your words are spelled correctly, make sure you aren't writing the same thing as someone else has, and maybe most importantly, try not to make your stories too cliché. Another thing is help others to write better by commenting on their stories, and letting them know what areas they need work on. That includes me. It's tempting to just ignore those stories you don't like, but commenting can really help people to become better writers. I know that most seddie fans happen to be great writers, but let's work to become even better!

Whew! That was a long authors note! Anyway, Enjoy the chapter (if you can), and as always, comment!

Dear Sam Puckette:

My name is Sam Puckette. I've e-mailed you before about the website you own named . I would like to buy it from you, to turn into a site to watch scary videos. I would pay you very generously for it. E-mail me soon with your answer!

-Sam Puckette.

"Yes! The perfect way to torture Freddie!"

"What's that?" Asked my mom as she sipped some Peppy Cola.

"Aw, nothing. There's this guy who wants to buy my website and put scary videos on it. He has the same name as me."

My mom was reading the e-mail. "He sounds rich!" Then she burped. "Anyway, I've got to go, I have a date with a lawyer this week."

I raised my hand to say bye. Then I spent an hour looking at the videos this guy wanted to put on the website.

Step one: Convince Freddie to build the website

"What's up, Freddio!"

"I'm not lending you money!"

"I don't want your money. I just want you to do a little job for me."

After I explained what I wanted him to do, he said: "Where did you get fifty bucks?"

I came up with something believable: I sold my textbooks.

"So, build me a website?"

"Okay."

I smiled. So it began.

Step two: Drive Freddie crazy by making a bunch of demands

That Thursday Freddie and I met at the Groovy Smoothie to talk about the website. He showed me all the things he put on there… all the ways to sort the videos. It was actually pretty cool. But then I brought out my big list of changes( and my picture of him being eaten by a tiger.) "The contract you and I both signed says you have to make all the changes I want or you don't get paid."

Freddie looked at it. "Oh, I am calling that lawyer your mom's dating."

"Too late! She's dating a rabbi now."
Pretty soon Spencer came in and ordered bagels. He sat at our table while he waited for them. He seemed to get more and more angry the longer he waited for those bagels.

"Dude, you know you could just leave without your bagels. I'll take them when they're done and bring them to you."

"Knowing you, you'd probably eat them."

I shrugged. It was true. "No, I'm staying here until I get those stupid bagels."
It was quiet for a few minutes. I watched Freddie working a way on the website. He was already through with a quarter of the list. I was impressed. Finally, Spencer's bagels came. "Well, I'll just leave you two alone, then. Bye."

Step three: Make more demands and make Freddie rip up contract

Friday morning: "Hey. Did you see the changes I made to your website?"

"Yeah, It's looking awesome."

"Good." he looked relieved.

"And it gave me some new ideas" I handed him the mountain of notes I made up, some of which were just scribbles.

"All of this?"

"By tomorrow, 'kay?"

"No." he said defiantly.

"We have a contract." I said, waving it in his face.

"Well not anymore." and he took the contract and ripped it, just like I wanted him to. "Just forget it, don't pay me, I don't care."
"Hey" said Carly as she came up behind Freddie.
"WHAT?!" yelled Freddie as he turned around. Then when he saw who it was he said something like: "OH! Oh Carly I-- I'm sorry it-it's just that Sam she-- she's just being the-- OH!" and then left.

I got Freddie to rip up the contract AND yell at Carly? This was going better than planned.

Step four: Sell the website and rub the money in Freddie's face

On Saturday morning I purposely came to The Groovy Smoothie the same time the Freddie's dorky AV club meets. Sure enough he came in, and I pretended to have no idea he was there.

"Why are you here?" I asked in a cranky voice.

"So," he asked as he sat down. He had a smirk on his face. "Did you finish your website?"

"Nope. I sold it."

"What do you mean you sold it?" His smile was gone.

I explained about the guy named Sam Puckette who wanted to buy the website and then I took out my money. "He loved the work you did on it. Paid me a thousand bucks for it. "

"Good. 'cos you owe me 50% of that money. "

"Pff. No way."

"Our contract says that I get half of all profits you make from the website."

"Oh, you mean the contract you ripped up and threw away?" He paused. "Oh, don't feel bad." I took out a dollar. "Here, buy yourself a bagel."
He got up to buy a bagel as I counted my money. It's so much fun tormenting Freddie.