I got some really nice reviews within a couple of hours of me posting so I just got all inspired to write some more…


Screams filled the apartment once more as Sam jerked awake dropping the baby. Mrs Benson tutted as she made her way over to the pair. Freddie groaned rolling away from Sam, hugging a cushion. Sam whacked him hard.

"MOM! Sam's hitting me!"

"What, now you need your mommy to defend you? Man up boy! She's not going to be around forever." Sam glared at Freddie forgetting that she was only 3 feet away from Marissa.

"Samatha Puckett, do not talk to my son like that. You may be one of his best friends and now the mother of his child, but he is still my baby."

"Quit yakking woman and give mama some food." As always, the girl was grouchy before breakfast.

Marissa pursed her lips. She could now understand her son's fondness of his other best friend. Not that she liked it, but Carly was definitely more polite and kinder to her Fredward. Nevertheless, she picked up the wailing baby from the floor and gave him back to his mother. "Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes. Why don't you grab yourself a shower?"

Sam threw the baby at Freddie, leaping over the couch and made her way to Freddie's room. After grabbing a towel from his wardrobe, she proceeded to have a shower.


Freddie had just finished feeding the baby once more and entered his room. He spluttered as he saw Sam wrapped in a towel rummaging through his underwear draw. Freddie couldn't help but inwardly groan as he noticed a pair of his Galaxy Wars boxer shorts on her.

"Hey Fredweird, Like my new hat?" She wiggled her eyebrows and danced around a little.

Freddie took a deep breath before talking. "Sam, you can't stand around in my room in just a towel. My mom would kill you if she saw you like this."

"Geez, what's the problem? And I'm not naked under the towel. I'm still in my underwear, see" Sam pulled on her left bra strap proving to her friend that she did indeed have her underwear on.

Freddie clamped his hands over his eyes secreting wishing it was Carly standing their in just her underwear and a towel. Not that Carly would do anything as insane as that. "Aw Sam! Just put some clothes on. Wait, isn't that yesterday's underwear?"

Sam shrugged, not that Freddie could see. "I turned it inside out. Now give me a shirt or something I can wear."

The Benson boy rushed over to the wardrobe and pulled out the first shirt he could find, throwing it at the girl without looking at her. Once again he put his hands over his eyes until he felt Sam smack him on the arm. "Come on Benson, mama's hungry!" She rushed out of the room dragging Freddie with her.

Breakfast wasn't all that great. When Marissa realised that Sam was wearing Freddie's boxers and shirt she choked on her multi-grain wholemeal toast and demanded to know what exactly the kids had been up to. When Sam's reply was "a bit of morning fun before breakfast," Marissa began to hit her repeatedly with a dish cloth.

Sam laughed as she narrowly missed the cloth. "Fredlumps, your mom is a loon!"

"Samatha Puckett, your mother will hear about this!"

"And what? Like she's gonna give a chiz." Sam, grabbed a piece of toast, grabbed the baby and her bag before making a break for it. "Freddie! Come on, you don't want to be late for school."

Freddie shot an apologetic look to his mom before following Sam out of the door.

"Eugh! Dude, what is this chiz? It taste's like crap!" said Sam spitting out the multi-grain toast and chucking the rest at Freddie's head.


"What up Carlz?" Sam was fed up. This baby was a nightmare. She had tried feeding it a million times and it wouldn't shut up. She had given up and wrapped Scott up in her clothes from the day before and shoved him into her backpack. And that wasn't it. How was she supposed to know the dork's clothes had a dorky smell? It was as if the boy was following her around all day.

"Hey. Do you hear that? It's like a weird cry?" Carly looked around but couldn't spot anything unusual.

"Nope. We on for iCarly tonight? I'll come round at 5?"

"You bet." Carly looked her best friend up and down before scrunching up her face in confusion. "Are you wearing Freddie's clothes?"

"Oh yeah, I spent the night at the nub's place. It's not like I planned it, so I had to borrow his clothes."

Carly stared wide-eyed. "Why didn't you come borrow some clothes from me?" Why the hell had Sam spent the night at Freddie's? Were they a couple? Why hadn't Mrs. Benson minded? What the hell was going on? Carly had so many questions but just as she was about to ask Sam, Freddie came up to them.

"Hey, where's Scott?"

"In my backpack." Sam grabbed a couple of chips from the dork's packet.

"SAM! He's not supposed to be in your backpack." Freddie sighed. What was he going to do with a wife like her?

"Relax, it's not like he needs oxygen."

Carly watched her friends bickering and tried to remain as calm as possible but couldn't contain herself any longer. "DID YOU GUYS SLEEP TOGETHER LAST NIGHT!?" The hubbub of the hallway stopped immediately as everyone in the vicinity faced the trio. Apart from the faint cry of a baby, it was silence. "And who the hell is Scott?" Carly added.

Sam and Freddie looked at each other frozen on the spot before Sam spoke. "Well, honestly, I would have to say yes." She smirked as a look of horror was cast on both Freddie and Carly's faces.

The hallway erupted into loud whispers and excited tones.

"SAM!" Freddie was sure that Sam had completely lost her mind.

"Oh my…" carly whisphed before slowly backing away from the couple in question.

"NO! NO! We didn't sleep together. Well, technically we slept next to each other but we didn't you know…." Freddie tried to explain grabbing Sam's backpack pulling out Scott. "This is Scott, we have to look after him for this class. Sam's the mom and I'm the dad. Sam came over because the baby was crying and we fell asleep. That's it. NOTHING HAPPENED!"

"Geez, way to kill the joke, Freddork." Sam felt a twinge in her stomach knowing that Freddie was so keen on Carly knowing nothing had happened. She wasn't that bad was she?

"So nothing happened?" Carly looked between the two searching for confirmation.

"NO!" Freddie shouted.

Sam rolled her eyes smacking Freddie on the back of his head before heading to English.


Okay so how are you guys liking this story so far….still want me to continue?? Just to let you know, the next bit will probably be the webshow and also Sam and Freddie have to bathe the baby!

Totally don't have a clue how long this story will be.

Reviews would be AWESOME!!

DDF

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