A/N: Chapter 5 has finally arrived! Don't kill me for taking so much time with this! I've been super busy! Hope you like! REVIEW!:)

"Okay, tourists," Their tour guide leader said, clapping her hands. "Who's ready for an awesome tour!?"

There were multiple "wooh's" coming from the group.

"Yeah, yeah," Sam said. "Let's just get on with this chiz."

Freddie rolled his eyes at his girlfriend and Carly laughed. "Sam," She scolded.

"Anywho," The tour guide said, ignoring Sam's rudeness. "The first place we're going to head is the butterfly exhibit."

At this, Sam tensed, clasping Freddie's shoulder even rougher. He looked down at her, confused.

"This way, folks," The tour guide said. Carly and Gibby walked in with some other random people but Sam pulled Freddie aside.

"What's up," Freddie asked, wanting to see the butterflies.

"..." She hesitated. "I'm...afraid of butterflies." Freddie burst out laughing and Sam hit him hard. "It's not funny!" Sam exclaimed, as Freddie kept laughing.

"Are you serious," Freddie said, trying not to laugh anymore. "The Sam Puckett is afraid of butterflies!?

"Yes," She hit him again. "I don't wanna go in there."

"Sam, we have to, baby," He said, gentler. "It's a part of the tour."

Sam shook her head. "I can't,"

"I'll protect you," He said, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her sweetly. This sent shivers up and down her spine.

"Okay," She smiled, and they were off.

...

"That has to be the best place I've ever been to," Gibby said, pulling Carly closer to him, as they boarded the bus.

"Eh," Carly shrugged, sitting next to Sam.

"Best place ever," Freddie agreed, taking the window seat.

"Nerds..." Sam said, thumping Freddie in the back of the head.

"You know, Sam," Freddie started, angrily. "After I protected you from your fear of butterflies, I expected some kind of reward from you."

"I made out with you in the botanical garden," Sam smirked, and Freddie felt his face warm. "Isn't that a prize?"

"Ew," Carly said, scrunching up her face. "I would much rather not hear about you guys making out."

At this Sam smirked. "You do remember that time me and Freddie-"

"Sam," Carly said, covering her ears. "Don't."

"Fine," Sam said. "But this isn't over."

"Grand Lucayan Hotel," The bus driver shouted.

The iCarly gang boarded off. They couldn't wait for what tomorrow held.

...

"Since three is a lucky number, and it's our third day being here, why don't we celebrate with a fancy dinner," Gibby asked.

"Dude," Sam said, giving him a strange look. "Three isn't a lucky number."

"Then no fancy dinner for you," He said, walking off.

"No, I'm still up for dinner," Freddie said.

"Okay then," Sam said. "Yo, everyone go get dressed!"

Freddie walked up to Sam. "You don't tell me what to do,"

Sam smirked. "Oh, don't I,"

"No, you don't,"

Sam turned on her heels, swinging her hair so it hit Freddie straight in the face. "We'll see about that," She said, as she stalked off. "C'mon Carls. Come help me pick out my dress. I'm sure Freddie would love that."

Freddie smiled as she walked off with Carly, going to get dressed himself.

...

"W-wow, C-Carly, you look..." Gibby stuttered, staring at his girlfriend in awe.

"It's okay," Carly laughed. "I know what you mean." Carly was wearing a light pink dress, ruffles at the bottom, with white sparkly heels. Her jewelry was nicely matched with her outfit and her hair was curled in her usual fashion.

Freddie smirked, untucking his formal shirt from his nice black slacks. Adjusting his tie, he sat down in a chair.

"Wait til you see Sam," Carly said, looking over to Freddie. "Her beauty might just kill you."

Freddie laughed. "Okay, Carls. I'm pretty sure I won't knock dead or-"

Just then, Sam walked out of the bathroom. Freddie's jaw dropped and Carly laughed.

Sam spun around, making her sparly silver dress glisten in the light. Her silver dress stopped right below her knees, and the top back part was open, revealing her tanned back. She had on stunner black heels, and her hair was straightened and pulled back into a ponytail, a black flower attached it. "So, how do I look,"

"Amazing," Freddie said, still staring into her blue eyes.

Gibby shrugged. "Eh, it's mediocre,"

Sam glared at him and Carly laughed. "C'mon guys, lets go,"

...

"Yeah," Carly said, as the group laughed. "And then Spencer threw it in his neighbors house and ran!"

"Oh, Spencer," Sam commented, as the group recovered from laughter. They had just been seated at their table and was waiting for a waitress to assist them.

"How may I help-"

"You got any ham," Sam interrupted.

"Nevermind her," Carly smiled at the lady. "Can I have the Linguine di Mare, Chicken & Truffle Tortelloni, Garlic Mashed Potatoes, and the Veal Marsala. Also, may I have the Chicken Parmasean and do you have your Chocolate Zuccotto Cake and Creme Brulee? Oh, and could you add some Nutty Italian Coffee with that?

Sam, Gibby, and Freddie looked at Carly, confused looks on their faces. "Um, waiter lady," Sam addressed the lady. "Can we have a moment?"

The waitress walked away and Sam turned to Carly. "Why are you ordering for everyone,"

"Um, what do you mean," Carly asked, still browsing the menu.

"You're Carly," Gibby said. "You never eat that much."

"I'm just really hungry," Carly said, defensively. "I didn't eat all day."

Freddie nodded. "Okay,"

"Okay?"

"Ooookay,"

"Good," Carly said, turning around. "Waiter!"

...

A/N: So, anybody thinkin something wrong with Carly? I sure am:) Sorry I haven't updated in like- FOREVER but school started back here in America two days ago. I've been sooo busy. Projects, essays, everything. Sorry! Chapter 6 will come soon! Why? Cause the weekends almost here and I promise I will write like crazy! :) Review!