After they had all got changed and ready, they got into Spencer's car (The same seating plan as last time) they headed to the 'Mystery fantabulous place' that Spencer was so excited about going to. As you can tell from the name, the three teens had no idea where they were going. When they got there...

"BBEEAACCHH!" I guess Sam liked beaches.

"We're at the beach!" Carly cried.

"I know!" Spencer said happily. The three of them ran down to the beach, leaving Spencer to carry the stuff. After he had struggled down the slope, he found a nice patch of sand and set up. Sam then ran over wanting lunch, but then ran away again when told it was not time. Carly, Sam and Freddie then went over to the rock pools and sat on the edge, their feet dangling in. They then checked there were no crabs! After a while, Carly went to go check on Spencer, and left Sam and Freddie by themselves.

"You enjoying today then?" Freddie asked Sam, breaking the quietness.

"I am actually, yeah!"

"Good! Don't you think Carly's been acting real weird lately?"

"Yeah, I mean she always makes sure I'm with you for like everything!"

"I know right!"

"Guess what she told me on the plane!"

"What?"
"She likes Gibbbbbyyyyyyyy!" Sam sung.

"Seriously?"

"Yep. And I have the text to prove it!" Sam got out her phone and showed Freddie the text.

"HHHAAAMMM!" Carly yelled. Sam got up, grabbed Freddie's hand and ran. A blush crept to both of their faces, but neither let go. They got there to find a picnic that had been set out. They all sat on the blanket, and ate it ALL.

"Spencer can I bury you?" Sam asked plainly.
"Why?"

"Cause it looks fun."

"Ok then!" after they had finished, Sam found a spot to bury Spencer, and then called him over.

"You enjoying today?" Carly asked Freddie.

"Yeah! I've had a really really good holiday so far!"

"Really really?"

"Really!"

"Can I ask you a question Freddie?"

"Hit it!"
"You have got over me, right?" Carly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you don't like me anymore do you?"

"Nope!"

"Goooooooood!" Carly smiled.

"I'VE BUIRED HIM!" Sam came running towards them like a lunatic. "FREDDIE! GIVE ME THE CAMERA!" Sam screamed. Freddie passed her the camera and she ran off again to take a photo of Spencer buried under the sand. Hopefully with his head popping out so he could actually breath, though I wouldn't count on it!

After a full day at the beach, they left. Carly wanted to go shopping, so she dragged Sam along with her. The boys went back to the hotel to watch some T.V. (NOT girly cow.)

"I want this one!" Carly stated. They had decided that they needed bikini's in case they went swimming or to the beach again.

"Well get that one then!"

"But I think it would look better on you!"

"Me?" Sam asked.

"Yeah! Purple really suits you!"
"Ok then…?"

"What does Freddie want to watch on the T.V?" Spencer asked.

"Anything OTHER than girly cow?" Freddie whined.

"Do the girls always make you watch that?"

"Yeah!"
"Why do you let them take control of you?"

"Cause they're girls!"

"And? You can take control of them once in a while!"

"I guess…" They flicked through the channels until they found something to watch. Unfortunately they only had two minutes of it, because then the girls came in, loaded with shopping. Which was a surprise for Sam, because she usually only gets some sort of meat.

"HEY GIRLS. GO INTO THE BEDROOM SO I AND SSPENCER CAN WATCH T.V!" Freddie boomed. Ok, that was unexpected.

"Excuse me?" Sam questioned.

"I'm taking control for once. You two go talk in the bedroom!" Ok then? The girls were defiantly confused by this, and decided Spencer was to blame. They walked slowly away, looking back every few seconds. Freddie and Spencer had turned their attention back to the T.V.

"What up with Fredlumps?"

"I have no idea! He keeps acting real strange lately, like something's really bothering him!"

"Maybe he's dreaming about you." Sam suggested. Carly could have sworn she heard a hint of anger.

"And why would he do that?"
"Cause he loooooovvves you!"

"No he does not!"
"Does too!"
"Nope! I was talking to him earlier, and he said he was over me!"
"Seriously?"
"Yep!"
"That's amazing! … You know, for you I mean…"

"Are you sure it's not amazing for you?"
"Pfft.. Why would it be? I mean it's like one less insult! That's bad! Duh!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"Well you should be!" Sam practically shouted. In denial or what?
"Ok, ok, I'm convinced!" Carly sat down on the bed and text Freddie. He almost immediately text back! She pretended to be Sam.

Hey Fredweird! - Carly

Sam? - Freddie

Freddie? - Carly

Have you stole Carly's phone? - Freddie

No nub! I've borrowed it! - Carly

Ok then.. Anyway what do you want Puckett? - Freddie

Ham. Get me some. - Carly

Say please Puckett - Freddie

Please Puckett - Carly

Freddie walked into the bedroom with a packet of ham.

"Here you go Puckett!" he handed her the ham.

"Er… Thanks nub?" Sam said, surprised. Freddie smiled and walked out. "What was all that about?" Sam asked.

"Beats me!" Carly shrugged, grinning. "Do you think the guys will let us through now?"

"I guess we could try!" Sam got up and walked through to the next room. Carly followed. She walked up and sat down on the couch.

"Hey Sam!" Spencer grinned. Carly came and sat next to her. They were obviously welcome now.

Suddenly they all heard a knock at the door. Spencer got up and answered it.

"Mrs. Benson?" Spencer said with a surprised look on his face.

"I am here for Freddie!"

"Why are you here for me? And how did you find us?" Freddie asked, worried.

"I know EVERYTHING! And I am worried about you. Spencer might not be looking after you well enough, so I want to make sure he is. SO, I am coming to join your holiday."

"You are?" They all questioned at once.

"Yes, now I want a full tour of this hotel room by all of you!"

"Why can't just one of us take you?" Sam moaned.

"Because, I don't want the others to feel left out!"

"Trust me, we won't!" Sam assured. But Mrs. Benson wasn't having any of it.

"Now come along and show me the bedrooms!" They started to walk towards the bedroom.

"There is only one bedroom Mrs. Benson." Carly stated.

"WHAT?" Mrs. Benson looked shocked. She walked into the room. "But there are only three beds! How does it work out?" She had a worried look on her face. As per usual!

"I have a bed of my own." Spencer stated.

"And I have a bed of my own." Freddie also stated.

"And me and Carly share!" Sam said.

"You share?"

"Yep!" Carly said happily.

"That is SO UNHYGENIC!" Mrs. Benson practically yelled. "We need to change it!"

"There is nowhere else to sleep! Especially now you've decided to join us!" Freddie answered. He was kinda mad his mum had turned up. Not cool.

"I just can't believe Spencer would let two girls share the bed!"

"Right, I have an idea. There are two couches. I will sleep on one, and you will sleep on one! Deal?" Spencer made a deal.

"That sounds ok..." Mrs. Benson agreed.

"Good!" Sam cried. Now getting bored of the conversation.

"Oh, look at the time! It's bed time now!" Mrs. Benson said.

"MUM! It's six o'clock!"

"Yeah Freddie, it's bedtime for you now! Go beddybies!" Sam teased.

"It's bedtime for all of you!" Mrs. Benson cried.

"WHAT?"

"You heard me! Bed! Now!"

"But- Awwwwwww!" Carly whined. The trio walked slowly into the room. They were already in their pajamas and were planning on a movie night, but obviously Mrs. Benson had had other plans. They all crawled into their separate beds, none of them planning to go to sleep, but were waiting till Spencer and Freddie's mum went to sleep.

"Hey, Fredweird, you asleep?" Sam asked.

"Nope!" He replied.

"Hey, Carls, you asleep?"

"Nope!"

"Good!" She replied.

"Now, what we gonna do?" Carly asked.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"I'm not just laying here, can't we play some kind of game or summot?"

"Can't we just talk?" Sam begged. No more truth or dare please!

"Sure." Carly agreed. YES!

"So what do you wanna talk about?" Freddie asked.

"Your kiss!" Carly answered.

"NO!" Sam and Freddie both begged.

"Oh yeah!" Carly said. "So, did you like it?" *No reply* Sam and Freddie turned towards each other. Freddie had the double bed, Sam the middle one, and Carly the end one. They both had the same idea. Pretend I'm asleep. Carly called their names a few times, then realized they were both pretending to be asleep. So she went to sleep herself. For real. When Sam and Freddie were certain she was asleep, they both relaxed.

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"You up?"

"No."

"You ok?"

"As good as I'll ever be!"

"You sure? You seem to be shivering!"

"Well, I am a bit chilly... I could steal Carly's blanket!"

"Sam NO! Here, have mine!"

"But won't you be cold?"

"I'll be fine Sam!"

"How about I crawl into bed next to you, then we can both have two blankets!" Freddie knew had no choice. But he didn't want one. This was like all of his dreams! Sam got into bed next to Freddie then got her blanket and put in on top of both of them. Much better!

"You got enough room there?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah thanks nub!" Freddie rolled his eyes, but then smiled at Sam being Sam, and was happy she was content.

"Night Fredweird!"

"Night Puckett!" They both fell into a very happy sleep, the best one they had both had in a long time.