"So what exactly do I say when I get there?" Freddie asked while driving. Spencer was eating his chocolate covered pickles while Brad was messing with his rubix cube and Gibby clipping his toenails.
"You better not get any Gibby nails in my car," Brad threatened.
Gibby scoffed, "don't worry. I'm keeping them in my container I brought with to show them to Tasha when we get back home. She likes to look at them making sure I'm healthy."
The three boys in the car shivered at the image.
"Okay… ending that discussion there, what should I say?" Freddie asked again more annoyed.
"What do you mean, Fredo?" Spencer chomped on his revolting snack.
"Like, when I see Sam. I can't just be like 'ayyy, come home to Seattle with me because I'm still in love with you' 'cause that would be just painful."
"Well it depends," Brad said.
"On?"
"When we get there. It depends if we get there a day before the wedding, hours before the wedding, of even during the wedding."
"During the wedding?" Freddie's eyes grew wide.
"Not saying it will!" Brad quickly exclaimed. "But you have to take it in consideration."
"He's right," Spencer agreed.
"But you both said we get there on time!"
"Yeah, but if we have anymore conflictions between now and in four days then it's gonna be a tough go," Spencer kicked his feet up on the dash.
"Oh my God," Freddie's stomach flipped. He was debating whether to just turn around and go home. Barging in the wedding sounds like an awkward, embarrassing, bad situation. But then Jonah's voice ran through his head. Freddie's hands gripped the steering wheel harder making his knuckles turn white while he kept his eyes forward on the interstate.
"So if I have to barge in the wedding… I can't make it stereotypical and just say 'I OBJECT' because that's just plain lame," Freddie commented.
"You could always break into song how you really feel about her, Sam, my dear Sam, you are making a huge mistake! Please don't marry a guy who stinks! Sam, my dea-"
"Stop," Spencer, Freddie, and Brad all cut Gibby off.
"Not only would I be completely humiliated, but Sam would not even think twice to take me back."
"I don't know what to really tell you, Benson. I guess the words will just come to you when you see her," Brad sighed.
"That was… nice, Brad."
"Thanks," Brad shrugged.
Spencer turned around in his seat, "how come you never put your charm on the ladies?"
Brad coughed while Freddie gave him a look through the mirror, "yeah, Brad. Why is that?"
The sandy brunette through a look at his friend in the drivers seat, "I don't know… just never came to me."
"I feel like he's lying," Spencer turned to Freddie.
"He's surely lying," Freddie nodded.
"Guys, I still really hope we make it to the bean festival after we get Sam," Gibby clipped his pinky nail, placing it in a container.
"Who is the Bradster after?" Spencer asked wiggling his eyebrows.
"Nobody!"
"Come on, Brad. We're all dudes here."
Brad was looking at Spencer to Gibby to Freddie before he finally put his hands up in the air in defeat, "your sister."
Spencer's eyebrows shot up, "Carly?"
Brad nodded getting ready for the overly protective bear brother came to strike.
Spencer was silent and then looked over at Freddie, "Freddie, pull over."
"What?" Freddie looked at the thirty year old.
"I said, pull. over."
"Look Spencer I'm sorry it's just I can't control-"
Brad got cut off when Spencer got out of the car that was on the side of the interstate. Brad was preparing himself to block Spencer's punches but was confused when Spencer started to jump around doing cartwheels on the side of the road.
"YES! YES! FINALLY BARLY AND SEDDIE WILL COME TOGETHER FOR THE FIRST TIME YES!" Spencer started to do dances you never thought he could do.
"Is he… doing the robot…" Freddie started.
"...mixed with the dougie?" Brad finished. The three boys were staring at Spencer in disbelievement while cars drove by honking at the overly-excited man.
Finally after two minutes Spencer got back in and grabbed some more of his pickles, "Okay, we can go now."
Very confused Freddie put the little car in drive and started to drive awkwardly looking at the artist who was enjoying himself.
"Ah… what was that about, Spence?" Brad asked.
Spencer scoffed, "please. I've been secretly cheering for you and Carly since you were their intern. Seeing my little sister go after bad guys again and again is worrisome and exhausting. I'm glad Barly has a chance to go canon now."
"Yeah Spencer!" Gibby high-fived the man along with Freddie.
"Barly? Canon?" Brad was completely and utterly flabbergasted.
"Though I agree with you Shay, you do need to lay-off the internet. Especially those ship websites," Freddie chuckled.
"You guys are just jealous that I'm the vice president," Spencer smirked.
Freddie and Brad just shook their heads while slightly grinning.
"Tasha is going to be so proud of my left toe-nail," Gibby said satisfied as he kept clipping his nails.
The other three boys groaned.
….
"Melanie?" Carly whispered looking over her shoulder making sure no one was around her.
"Hey, Carly! Why are you whispering?" Sam's twin asked over the phone while trying to make supper for their mom, Pam, and boyfriend, Ryan.
"I don't want Sam to hear me," Carly looked again seeing Sam agrue with Ellen about wanting there to be a fountain of Fat Shake instead of punch.
"Oh, okay. So what's up?"
"Look, I've been trying to make Sam crack and admit this is a big mistake, just trying to close the Freddie chapter but it's not working."
"Ugh, well you know Sam. Stubborn as ever."
Carly sighed, "I know, but I don't want her to regret this decision down the road."
"Have you tried getting Freddie to call her?"
"Freddie I guess wants nothing to do with Sam, according to Jonah."
"That seems fishy," Melanie never liked Jonah. She always thought he was obnoxious and thought it was gross how he can squirt milk out his nose and drink it again, repeating.
"I know," Carly mumbled. "But I don't know what to do, the wedding is in four days."
Carly heard Melanie sigh, "Well, if Freddie wants nothing to do with Sam, and Sam actually wants to go through with this wedding then we can't stop it."
Carly knew she was right, but her gut just didn't want to believe it. "Maybe you're right."
"Look, Carly. I'll be there in two days. I have to finish up this casserole before mom tries to cut off Ryan's thumb again."
"Okay," Carly chuckled. "Good luck with that, see you guys soon."
"Bye!"
The brunette girl groaned throwing her parephone in her purse. Carly started to walk back over to the two bickering females.
"Carly! Can you please explain to Ellen here that a Fat Shake fountain is much more exciting than the old boring punch?" Sam glared at her future mother in law.
"Carly, can you please talk sense into your friend here that that sounds very unhealthy! How do you expect to fit in your wedding dress!"
"Excuse you!" Sam gasped. "I can fit in my wedding dress just fine!"
"Um, Sam?" Carly butted in.
The two looked over at the twenty year old from glaring each other.
"You haven't got your wedding dress picked out yet…"
"Chiz."
"THE WEDDING IS IN FOUR DAYS SAMANTHA OH MY GOD."
A/N- so this chapter was filled with mostly Brad/Carly but oh-well. I love those two so much despite Brad being in only two episodes. I wish he came back asdjak.
I really love this story and I'm really happy I'm back into it.
Please review guys! It gives me a lot of inspiration and it'd be much appreciated!
Faster updates may I add c;
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.