A/N: Hi! Yes, two chappies in one day!:) Might be a third. Oh yeah, to clear up the confusion, Freddie does not live with his mom anymore! He has his own apartment but he still lives in Bushwell Plaza! Huge shout out to SeddieFan99! My first reviewer! She reviews my stories everytime I come back with one! Also, I wish I could say who gave me this idea, but they didn't sign in! They gave me the idea of having Sam sit by Gibby not for Sibby! I repeat no Sibby! Just to be hilarious and so that's why something had to happen between Freddie and Sam because no way would Sam voluntarily sit by something as weird as Gibby! :D Enjoy!

Freddie sighed. It was already 8:00 and he was starting to think Gibby wasn't coming. He put in Galaxy Wars I: The Invasion of The Galaxy and grabbed the butter popcorn from the microwave. As soon as he sat on the couch, his apartment doorbell rang. He warily rose back up again and walked to his door, carrying the popcorn with him.

Opening the door, he was shocked to see the sight. "Gib, what happened," He asked, as he saw Gibby covered in red splotches, holding his luggage in his splotch covered hand.

"The snails got me," Gibby said, exasperated. "They...they all got me! Bandages! I need all the bandages you got, man!"

"I'm on it," Freddie said, quickly letting his friend inside the apartment, setting the popcorn back on the table.

He came running out of the bathroom, macaroni bandages in his hand. (A/N: Props to MirandaSings08 on YouTube. She's hilarious!:D) "Here," He said, tossing the bandages at his friend, helping him unwrap them.

"Hey, these bandages taste awesome," Gibby commented, licking a bandaid.

"Gibby!" Freddie said, scrunching up his face, in pure disgust. "Stop that!"

By 9:00, Gibby had successfully covered all his splotches. You could only imagine how ridiculous he looked.

"Hey, wanna see something funny," Gibby asked. "And crazy."

"Um," Freddie started. "Okay...?"

"Good," Gibby stated, walking to the front door. "Stay right there."

Soon, a brunette, about his age came into his apartment. Confused, he asked "Um, who are you?"

"I'm Eliza," she said. "I live in the apartment over. I was just wondering if I could borrow some sugar. I'm making a cake for my mom and it's kinda late to run to the store."

"Oh, uh, sure, follow me," He said, leading Eliza into the kitchen. "You can just get a bag from that drawer down there and I'll pour you some sugar."

"Hey, you're that tech guy from iCarly, right," Eliza asked. Freddie nodded. "iCarly was so funny!"

"Thanks! It was mostly Sam and Carly's work, but I'm glad you liked it," Freddie said, pouring the sugar in the bag.

"Remember that Wake Up Spencer bit? Where you and Sam rolled him out the door and made people step on him," Eliza said, smiling.

"Yeah, those were the days," Freddie said, laughing along with Eliza.

"Freddie, who is she," Freddie heard a voice from the door say. It was Sam. "What is she doing here?"

"Oh, I'm Eliza. I was just getting some sugar from-"

"-From my boyfriend." Sam completed.

"Oh, I didn't know...I should leave, uh, thanks for the sugar, Freddie," Eliza said, but Freddie didn't reply. Him and Sam were having a glaring contest.

Once the door was shut, Sam blew up. "Who was that chick and why was she here!? Does she come here often? What is she, like your sugar buddy!?"

"Sam, calm down." Freddie said. "I would expect to see my girlfriend have a little bit more trust in me then what you have right now."

"I do trust you but-"

The door burst open to reveal Gibby dressed in a top hat with a clown nose on, still covered in bandaids.

"Look, I'm a injured musical clown," Gibby cheered. "Injured musical clown!" He said, when he saw no one was laughing. "Ah forget it."

...

"Sam, wake up," She heard Carly say in her ear.

"Nooo," Sam mumbled, rolling over.

"There's bacon involved," At this, Sam popped up.

"I suddenly feel it's time to get up," Sam said, walking downstairs with Carly.

"Hey, kiddos," They were greeted by a joyful Spencer, cooking breakfast.

"Hey Spence," Carly and Sam said in unison.

"Carls, I'm sitting beside you on the plane again, okay," Sam asked, grabbing a plate.

"What about Freddie," Carly asked, giving Sam a confused look. "Weren't you two planning on sitting by each other?"

"Yea, but we got into a little disagreement and now we aren't talking to each other," Sam explained. "And Gibby's too weird to sit by so I'm sitting by you."

Carly shrugged. "Oh, okay,"

"Breakfast is served," Spencer said, carrying a platter full of pancakes, bacon, and eggs over to the group. "I know airplane food sucks so you gotta be full before you get on it."

"How would you know," Carly questioned. "You've never been on a plane."

"Oh yeah," Spencer said. Carly shook her head, laughing.

"Well, since I finished first," Sam said, gesturing towards her now empty plate. "I guess I'll take the shower first."

"Okay," Carly yelled, behind her friend. "How does she do that?"

...

Freddie checked his phone, just waking up. Still no messages from Sam, he thought. Guess we're really not talking at the moment.

He sighed and got up to take a shower. He frowned when he heard someone singing Tell Me That You Lumpy inside his bathroom. It wasn't until the water stopped, that he realized it was only Gibby.

"Gibby, hurry! Our plane leaves in 2 hours," Freddie yelled. "Oh yeah, I'm sitting beside you on the plane."

"I thought you and Sam were sitting together," Gibby said. "What happened with that?"

"Remember all that yelling you heard last night," Freddie asked.

"Uh huh," Gibby said, from inside the bathroom.

"Well, that's why," Freddie explained. "Anyways, hurry up! Times a tickin!"

...

"Flight to Bahamas! Last call for Flight to Bahamas." The lady spoke, over the intercom.

"Well, that's us, lets hit it," Sam said, leading the group to their plane.

"So you and Freddie still avoiding each other," Carly asked Sam.

"Yep, at least I still have you," Sam smiled. As soon as Carly and Sam were settled behind Freddie and Gibby, a flight attendent came up to them.

"Excuse me," She said. "We're sorry but this plane has a boy-girl policy. Two men can't sit beside each other and two women can't sit beside each other. Will one of you ladies switch seats with this man," She asked, gesturing towards Gibby.

"Carly, there is no way I can sit beside Freddie, not now anyway. I'm mad at him," Sam said, then whimpered.

"Are you sure," Carly whispered. Sam nodded.

"I'll just have to sit by the mermaid," Sam said, glumly. "Just go."

Meanwhile, the same debate was going on with Freddie and Gibby:

"Dude, there's no way I can sit by Sam for so many hours without kissing her," Freddie said. "It'll be breaking our 'no contact rule' if I do. Just go sit by her. I'll sit next to Carly."

"C'mon, man," Gibby sighed, unhappily. "You know Sam will break every bone in my body before we even get there. Then how am I supposed to get the ladies?"

"Please, for me," Freddie pleaded.

"Ugh, fine," Gibby gave in. "But you will help me get a lady when we get there."

"Agreed, just go," Freddie said, pushing Gibby out of his seat, which was replaced by Carly.

Freddie groaned. Why couldn't his and Sam's fight be later. He would much rather be beside Sam right now. He'd just have to enjoy it and make the flight the best. If that was even possible.

...

A/N: Yay! Chapter 2 completed!:D I'll probably post Chapter 3 early tomorrow morning. So should there be Cibby? It most likely will be, though. No, Sibby and Creddie AREN'T happening. Sibby isn't happening. Creddie is most definitely not happening. :D Hey, remember to review! NOW! XD