After an annoying, eventful and annoying two hours at the St. Ives beach, they went to go and find an ice cream. The ice cream shop was right next to the butchers, so Sam dragged Carly in as usual. Mrs. Benson ordered the ice creams. She got a chocolate one, Spencer demanded a bubblegum, and Freddie got butterscotch. Spencer ordered Carly a strawberry, but they didn't know what to get Sam.
"Freddie, what is Sam's favorite ice cream?" Mrs. Benson asked.
"What would bring you to the conclusion that I would know?"
"Freddie!" Spencer warned.
"Vanilla."
"Thank you!" Mrs. Benson received them and paid, and then they sat at a table outside. Sam and Carly came out, empty handed. Sam had obviously only gone in to dream.
"Thanks guys! What flavor I got?" Carly asked perkily.
"I got you a strawberry!" Spencer responded triumphantly.
"And we got you vanilla!" Mrs. Benson stated, smiling.
"It's my favorite! How did you guys know?"
"Freddie!" Spencer pointed.
"Thanks nub!" She smiled. She then suddenly had fire in her eyes. She looked angry, very angry. She had been fine a second ago!
"Sam…" Freddie warned. He noticed the change in her.
"Sam? Are you ok?" Carly asked cautiously.
"Nope!" She started scanning everyone, looking for a culprit. Freddie. She launched herself towards him, but Freddie but his arms out in defense, grabbing her wrists before she could touch him.
"Sam." Freddie soothed. She struggled but he didn't let go.
"When did you get so strong?" Sam whined. Sam and Freddie both blushed with the skin contact, but neither noticed the others blush, as they were too busy hiding their own!
"Being friends with you teaches you a thing or two!" She looked into his eyes, he smiled. It was his entire fault he was mad. Stupid nub! They finally calmed Sam down, without any injuries. The ride home was silent. Everyone was in deep thought, especially Sam.
Once they got home it was two hours till iCarly started. Carly dragged Sam into the bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked.
"Finding out what is going on here!"
"Going on where?"
"Between you and Freddie!" Carly explained. Sam giggled nervously.
"What do you mean?" Carly fiddled round with her phone, and then put it next to her. She needed this on record.
"I mean, I know you like Freddie!"
"No I don't!" Sam chuckled. "I mean, why would you come up with an idea like that? You're crazy, girl!"
"Look, don't feel ashamed that you like the guy!" Carly said, just as Freddie walked in. He realized the tension.
"Should I leave?" He asked awkwardly.
"No Freddie! You are perfectly welcome here! Stay as long as you want dude!" Sam spilt out fast. Freddie received glares from Carly, but he shrugged and sat down on Sam's bed next to Sam.
"You girls defiantly clear on iCarly tonight?" Freddie asked, breaking the silence.
"Yeah!" Carly shouted. Sam didn't reply. She was too deep in thought.
"And in 5, 4, 3, 2!" Freddie announced the start of the web show.
"My name rhymes with Barley!" Carly started.
"And my name rhymes with Ham!" Sam continued.
"And this is iNarly!"
"Or iCarly. What ever you feel like calling it!"
"So, you will notice we're not in our usual studio!" Carly said, perkily.
"We're not? Tell me where we are Carly!" Sam said jokingly.
"We're in Cornwall! In our hotel!" Sam pressed the applause button on her remote.
"Yeah baby!" She added.
"So tonight we have some awesomely cool stuff for you to see!" Carly announced. "First we have a skit, called..."
"The Stupid-girl-who-thought-the guy-she-had-a-crush-on-was-her-pet-rabbit-in-disguise!" Sam said in one breath, breathing madly for affect after woods.
"So enjoy this video a viewer sent in!" Carly announced. Freddie clicked, set it up, and then helped the girls get ready. Sam was going to be the 'crush' so she put on a fake moustache, and one of Freddie's coats over. Freddie scraped her hair into a ponytail, and put the wig on. Carly put her wig on, and over-applied makeup, for effect. The girls got into their positions and gave him the 'O.k.'.
"That amazing video was sent in by Ashley795! Good work Ash!" Sam announced, though she could have added a tiny bit more enthusiasm.
"Here goes!" Carly announced. Then, they both got into character.
"I hope he doesn't see me! None of my crushes ever seem to be interested in me! Please don't see me! Damn! He saw me!" Carly said in character, even though this 'crush' was sat right opposite her at the restraunt.
"Hey, how's it going Olivia?" Sam asked casually.
"Don't insult m- WAIT! You're being nice? Why?" Carly's character asked, confused.
"You seem like a nice kid. Can I get you're number?" Sam replied.
"Wait, you're being extra nice! This can only mean one thing!" Carly said, deep in thought.
"That I like you?"
"Nope! Stop playing games! I know who you are, you are my rabbit Fluffles!"
"Excuse me?"
"Stop trying to hide it! The only thing that is ever nice to me is my pet rabbit, Fluffles. He licks my wellington boots! This must mean that you, Fluffles, are dressed up in disguise as the boy I have a crush on!"
"You must be out of your mind! What are you playing at?"
"I could say exactly the same to you! So, I'm going to! You must be out of your mind! What are you playing at?"
"You're crazy!"
"Nope! You're the crazy one here! Why would you do this to me Fluffles?"
"I'm not Fluffles! I'm Tom!"
"Nope!"
"Well, I'm leaving then if this silliness is going to continue!"
"Ok, be a good boy. Eat you're carrots! And NEVER do this to me again!" Carly concluded. Sam pressed the applause button. She took off her costume whilst Sam entertained the viewers, well, if they liked ham that is! She then went back to the camera view, and Sam got out of hers too. But she left Freddie's jacket on.
"I'm back! I hope you did not miss me too much!" She cooed as she also jumped back into the camera view.
"Err, Sam! Why do you still have Freddie's jacket on?" Carly whispered.
"Cause I want too!"
"But don't you think you should take it off now? It's pretty warm in here!"
"Nope!" Sam answered.
"Ok then..." Carly said, confused. Sam snuggled into the coat, taking in the scent.
"Back to the script!" Freddie whispered.
"Oh yeah! Next, we are going to prank-call Freddie's crazy mum!" Sam announced, happy.
"I thought we were prank-calling Spencer!" Freddie whined.
"Nope! It'll be funnier with your mum!" Sam smirked.
"Sam!" Freddie said.
"So, Freddie's mum is on the couch in the next room. Sam is going to prank call her." Carly instructed, for the viewer's sake. Sam dialed her number.
"Hello?" Mrs. Benson asked. Thankfully, Sam had blocked her number, as she had found out from Carly about Mrs. Benson having her number.
"Hi! How's your microwave?" Sam asked, being stern.
"My microwave? Who is this?"
"It's your long lost friend, Filbert! Don't you recognize me?"
"Er no?"
"That's not very nice! We were like science partners for three years! Duh!"
"Nope, I really don't remember you! Sorry! Wait, how did you get my number?"
"I-I-I Got it off your son, Freddie!"
"How do you know about Freddie?"
"His bestest best best best bestest best friend Sam introduced me to him!"
"BEST FRIEND? The two hate each other! I would not refer to them as 'best friends!'"
"Na-a!" Sam giggled. She looked over at Freddie behind the camera, who was scowling at her.
"Sam? Is that you?" Mrs. Benson asked, knowingly.
"Nope! It's your one and only son, Freddie!" Sam announced. Freddie was mad now. This was not the script!
"FREDDIE? How could you do this to me? I swear Sam is getting to you!" Mrs. Benson scowled. She hung up the phone, frustrated. The trio burst out laughing. They then continued with the web cast. Carly also showed the video of the random debate between the rock and the pebble.
"And we're clear!" Freddie announced when they were done. He smiled. "Great work girls!"
"Thanks Freddie!"
"Thanks Fredweird!" Sam commented.
"Is the show finished guys?" Spencer asked, popping his head round the corner.
"Yeah!" They all shouted.
"Wanna help me make dinner?" He asked.
"No, I'm kinda tiered!" Carly sighed.
"Me too!" Sam and Freddie agreed.
"It'll be ready in 10 mins." Spencer announced, leaving the room.
"Kay!" Carly called. "Hopefully there will be no falling out of bed business tonight!" Carly said to her best friends, jokingly. But they both had a serious face on.
"I know right? It's happened every night we've been here!" Freddie agreed.
"It's highly annoying! Cause there always seems to be a nub next to me!" Sam whined, smirking at Freddie.
"Hey! It's not my fault!"
"I bet it is! I know you're the culprit!"
"How could I make BOTH of us fall out of bed?"
"You guys! Stop it! It's no one's fault, just a coincidence!" Carly said, breaking them up from the argument.
"Nub." Sam teased.
"So Sam, why have you still got my jacket on?" Freddie asked, changing the argument.
"Cause I'm cold! Ok?" Sam said coldly.
"But it's boiling in here!" Carly stated.
"Well, I'm cold!" She sighed and took the jacket off. She handed it to Freddie. Spencer then called them through for dinner, so they skipped through, happy at the performance of iCarly. At the edge of the kitchen there was a dining table with six seats. Spencer and Mrs. Benson were sat at one side, so Carly and Sam sat on the other. Freddie sat on one of the ends. Sam stared in anticipation at the meal in front of her. Normally she would of started straight away, but Carly noticed she waited until Mrs. Benson said so. There was not a silent moment at the table, they were all lost in their own conversations. Mainly the topic being iCarly. Mrs. Benson also sternly told of Freddie for prank calling her, which Sam just laughed the whole way through.
Mrs. Benson had sent them off to bed at the usual time. They were used to it now, and did not complain. They were all really tiered tonight anyway! They all fell asleep pretty much straight away...
"Carly Shay! Detention!" Mrs. Briggs bellowed.
"But Mrs, I swear it wasn't me!"
"No swearing!"
"But miss..."
"Double detention!"
"Miss!" Carly called. Mrs. Briggs walked back into her room, shaking her head.
"Wassup Carly?" Carly spun around to see Gibby looking concerned.
"I just got blamed for something Sam did! And I got double detention!" Carly cried, looking sorry for herself. "And I'll be all alone!"
"What about if I got a detention! Then you would not be alone." Gibby smiled.
"You'd really do that for me?"
"Yeah!"
"Thanks Gibby, You're the best!"
"I know I am!" Carly smiled in to her sleep and rolled over.
"I won't be a minute!" Carly said as she left the Shay apartment, Leaving her two bickering friends on the couch.
"My writing does not look like a fish!" Freddie denied.
"Yeah it does! Its fishy!"
"No its not! My writing is perfectly normal!"
"I beg to differ!" Sam said back.
"And while we're at it, I am so much stronger than you!" Freddie said cockily.
"No you're not! I am one million times stronger than a dork!" With that they both jumped onto the floor and started to wrestle. Sam pinned Freddie down, her knees either side of him, hands on his wrists. "HA!" She cried triumphantly.
"Oh no you don't!" Freddie rolled over, freed himself, and pinned Sam down. He was the dominant one for once! She looked at him is shock. When had he got so strong? They stared into each other's eyes for ages. He started to lean forward. And… BAM! They kissed! Sam and Freddie smiled in their sleep.
"Freddie.." Sam said in her sleep, smiling away. This woke Carly up. She was a very light sleeper. She sat up on the bed and looked at them.
"Sam…" Freddie said. Carly chuckled to herself. Were they really that bad? She noticed they hadn't fallen out of bed. Yet! They both suddenly reached out towards each other, and held hands. Carly looked at them shocked. She got out her phone and took a (Silent) photo. When will they realize? She decided to save them both from humiliation, and wake them up now. If Mrs. Benson saw them, that would be embarrassing! She walked to the other side of Sam's bed. She crouched down and whispered 'bacon' in Sam's ear. She slowly stirred, and this caused Freddie to also slowly stir. They both slowly opened their eyes, only to see each other. Holding hands. They noticed this at the same time, opened their eyes fully in shock, and turned bright red.
"What the chiz?" Sam asked confused. She kept hold of Freddie's hand, then jerked it forward, him falling out of bed. She let go, then smirked. "That's what you get for making physical contact with me nub!" She said happily, now laughing evilly.
"Sam! That's it!" He got hold of her arm, and pulled her down, into the space between the beds. Just like she had. They both burst out laughing in hysterics. Mrs. Benson started to come through, wondering what all the noise was. When they heard her coming, Sam and Freddie stood up straight away.
"Morning Mrs. Benson!" They both said when she came through.
"Mrs. Benson? Please Freddie, call me Mommy!" Mrs. Benson said sweetly. Sam and Carly burst out laughing. Freddie just rolled his eyes. "I expect you all had a good sleep?" She asked.
"Yeah!" They all said in unison.
"Good!" She smiled and left the room.
"Morning Carly! You sleep well?" Freddie asked, only just noticing her.
"Yes thanks! And I know you two did!" She smirked. Sam and Freddie looked at each other and then blushed. They both tried to hide it, but Carly saw right through them.
"What's for breakfast today Mrs. B?" Spenser asked.
"Well, all of the meat seems to have mysteriously disappeared." Mrs. Benson glared at Sam. She smiled sheepishly. "So it seems the only option we have left is pancakes!"
"I'll cook them!" Spencer said happily.
"Oh no you won't!" Carly warned.
"Why not?"
"Because, remember the last time you tried to make pancakes?"
"No?"
"You ended up melting every single one of our pans!"
"How did he do that?" Mrs. Benson asked, confused.
"I have no idea." Everyone else said, and then started laughing. Mrs. Benson made them in the end, with Spencer filling them. There is no way he could make that job dangerous! After that, the adults went shopping for meat, and left the kids to get ready for the day ahead. Today they were going on a long walk that involved a hill. As you can tell, it wasn't Sam's idea, but she did not complain either way. Thankfully. Carly left her two best friends to watch the T.V whilst she got dressed. It was cold today, not to mention raining, so they had been advised to dress warm. She wore Jeans, a long-sleeved white top, and a pink, flowery t-shirt over. She was planning on wearing her wellies because of all the mud. She walked out of the bedroom to find Sam and Freddie at separate sides of the couch, arms folded, both glaring at each other.
"What happened?" Carly sighed.
"She said that my toe nails were shaped like the moon!" Freddie pouted.
"And he said my finger nails were shaped like Jupiter!" Sam pouted.
"Guys! What kind of an argument is this?" Carly looked at them. "There is no way either of you can win, and there is no way you two have 'Space Nails'" Sam and Freddie huffed. "Now apologize!" She looked at them sternly.
"Sorry I insulted your nails." Freddie said. Carly nodded. She glared at Sam.
"Sorry dude." Sam said. She smiled.
"Good. Now, go get changed!" Carly instructed. Sam picked herself up and went to the bedroom.
She wore the same as Carly. Jeans and two tops. This whole time Mrs. Benson had been packing the bag for the day, and arguing with Spencer as to whether or not they needed a guitar pluck. Spencer won.
"Are you guys ready?" he asked.
"Yeah!" They all replied.
"Then let's get this show on the road!" He said with enthusiasm. They all followed him out of their room. He locked the door and they piled into the elevator. They then got into the car. The adults were in the front. Freddie was once again in the middle, with the two girls either side of him. It was a long ride to the place they were going.
"So, you guys enjoying England?" Carly asked.
"Yeah!" Freddie responded.
"S'cool!" Sam replied, not really paying an attention.
"S'cool?" Carly asked.
"Yeah, it's very S'cool!" She replied. Carly giggled.
"It seems like you two are having very unfortunate sleeping habits!" She joked. Sam and Freddie looked each other, but remained silent. "I mean... Did you have any interesting dreams last night?" She asked. Sam looked at her oddly.
"Nope, did YOU have any interesting dreams last night Carls?" Sam asked.
"Nope!" Ok, so they were all lying about their dreams. Truth is, they all had amazing dreams!