I just want to keep this brief. Here's a new chapter for everyone.

Freddie is desperately trying to avoid going with Sam. So...what's his plan? Find out.

Disclaimer: Do I really need to say what goes here?

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Back in his room, Freddie was busily working at his computer. Okay…so Carly seems to think that I should ask Sam. Well…I'm not that desperate, so what I need to do is contact all of my friends and see if they're available to take Sam! He opened up his chat windows, feverously typing away and contacting anyone that was a guy in his contacts list. He sent out a massive chain e-mail that went as follows:


BIG FAVOR!

Listen! I need a favor from one of you guys! As you all know, our prom is coming up and my friend Sam is in desperate need for a date. I would consider this a great personal favor for me and Carly! But namely, me! So I'm begging…no…PLEADING for someone to take Sam to this thing!

Freddie

He sent the e-mail out to six people he knew around school. There…maybe someone will take her so I don't have to! Freddie just shuddered at the thought of having to go with Sam. Brrr…nooo thank you! I want to enjoy my Senior Prom! Not loathe it! It wasn't long before Freddie had a response to his e-mail. "Hey! Jeremy replied!" Freddie clicked on the e-mail.


Freddie,

As much as I'd like to help you, I fear that Sam would probably wind up killing me. I know she's not a fan of me, so I think I'll pass. Good luck in your search, though!

Jeremy

Freddie sighed and shook his head. "Thanks anyway, Jeremy," he muttered. He ran a hand through his dark hair, doing his best to remain calm. True, it was only the first e-mail, but Freddie had forgotten one fatal flaw - Sam hated (with the exception of Carly) everyone that Freddie knew. He resumed working on his homework once again, until he got another e-mail. He hesitantly opened this one, hoping that he would be wrong in what the response would be. It was from his friend Will.


Fred-man!

No way am I going to go near that blonde fire-breathing dragon! Besides…I've already got a date! I'm going with Erin Williams! Man…I'd hate to be the shlub that gets stuck taking Sam! Ha ha!

Will

"Crap," he muttered. "First Jeremy and now Will…but I can't be deterred! I'm sure someone will step up and agree to ask Sam!" The hours went by, and each e-mail that Freddie received was a negative response. The last e-mail response he got was from Doug.


Are you sure it's not Carly that needs a date?

Freddie sighed and shook his head. He didn't even bother to respond to that one. "Dang! All the e-mails were negative! …Wait, what about Gibby? It's worth a shot!" He pulled open his chat window and sent Gibby and IM.


TechmanFreddie: Gibby! I need a favor!

ShirtlessWonder: What?

TechmanFreddie: I need you to do everything in your power to ask Sam to the dance!

ShirtlessWonder: No thanks

TechmanFreddie: What do you mean, 'no thanks'?

ShirtlessWonder: Well, I mean no thanks! I've already got a date.

TechmanFreddie: You…have a date?

ShirtlessWonder: Yeah! And she totally digs me! She doesn't go to our school.

Freddie leaned back in his chair. Of course…the only girl that would agree to go to a dance with Gibby wouldn't be from our school! He sighed and finished his chat.

TechmanFreddie: Well…thanks anyway, Gibby.

TechmanFreddie has signed out

Freddie spent the next three hours going through every guy not only in their class, but in the class under them! He went through all the eleventh grade boys, hoping that one of them would agree to take Sam. However, much to his dismay, the responses were all the same.

Not a chance.

He sighed…and he knew he was running out of options. Carly wanted both him and Sam there, but he knew how Sam hated these things. I could always try and convince Carly that getting a date for Sam is impossible…but then she'd insist I'd take her. He slowly banged his head on his desk, the frustration over his situation mounting. "What am I supposed to do? Send out a massive video message on the iCarly website, asking for anyone who's interested in taking Sam to the prom?" He slapped his forehead at that moment, realizing that's exactly what he should do! Wait…if I do this…won't Carly and Sam see it? Hmm…then I'd better do it as part of our webcast after we're done. I'll just have to think of some excuse to get Sam and Carly out of the studio. He slowly nodded to himself. This plan will work! And after Sam gets herself a date, I can focus on getting me one!

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After the next iCarly…

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"Well…that's it for this iCarly!" Carly spoke.

"And remember, it's the only guilty pleasure that you can't get in trouble for!" Sam replied. "But wait, Carly! Before we go, I think it's time for a little…" Sam let her voice trail off, pressing a button on her remote that shouted out 'random dancing', causing the two web hostesses to dance to rhythmic music. Freddie quickly ducked out of the studio for a moment while the two hostesses danced oblivious to his disappearance. He picked up a small, remote camera he had used for when they shot their 500th web show.

I hope this works, he thought to himself and switched the active camera to the one currently in his hands. "Okay…listen up out there! I don't have much time, so I'm only going to say this once! Any available guys out there in the Seattle area, Sam Puckett needs a date for her prom! Any guys that are available can e-mail us and have marked care of Freddie Benson. You know what she looks like! I'm sure there's someone out there that would love to take her! …All right…I'm out! Remember, any single guys only!" And with that, he switched the active camera back to the one in the studio. Sam and Carly were still dancing; they didn't even seem to notice Freddie had disappeared. "And…we're clear!" he said to the two of them, setting the camera down.

"That was fun," Carly said a little breathlessly. Sam nodded.

"Yeah; oh hey, did you hear about how Greg Roberts was asking me about if I had a date for the prom?" she replied. Carly nodded in response.

"Yeah, I heard that! What's up with that?" Her face lit up though when she added, "Did you say yes?" Sam just glared at her best friend.

"He was asking if I had a date…not if I would go with him!" Carly rolled her eyes.

"But Sam!" she whined. "You have to go!" But Sam just shook her head.

"Nothing doing, Shay! I told you! No guy in their right mind will ask me! Besides, if they're smart…they won't ask!"

Not if I can help it, Freddie silently thought to himself. He was a bit surprised when she mentioned Greg. He told Freddie that he already had a date himself, but the fact that Greg would bring it up to some of his friends was a good sign. This will work, he repeated to himself. This will work! I mean, someone will want to go with Sam! And I'm sure I'll be able to find the right guy for her!

"Freddie!" Carly shouted, startling the tech producer out of his inner thoughts.

"Huh?" he asked, slightly startled.

"I said, you up for smoothies?" Freddie just shook his head.

"Nah, I've got to do some laundry," he lied. "I'll try to catch up with you two later, okay?" And with that, he just exited the studio with his equipment.

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I know it may seem a little garbled or random or crappy...but eh...I just felt it worked.

Until next time.