Chapter 3

"I really don't know, Sam. I know she's our best friend and all, but I'm just not sure we can cover for her this time," Freddie said as he ate ham with his wife.

"I hope it doesn't ruin our friendship," Sam said. "Doesn't Spencer make a ton of money off his sculptures now?"

"Now that you mention it, I think so. There's no reason why he couldn't pay for at least part of it, and he'd be the better person to do it since they're siblings," Freddie said. "We can chip in a little, but she still needs to fork over some money since it is her wedding."

"Should it be a loan?" Sam asked. "Remember when I had to pay you back like 500 dollars in high school?"

"Yeah, but you didn't exactly end up paying it back," Freddie said, rolling his eyes. "I'm with you on the loan part though. Even if we have more than enough money to support ourselves, she should give the borrowed money back sooner or later. Alright, so Carly will pay some, Spence will pay some, and we'll pay some. We'll have to ask Spence if he's doing a loan too."

"Well, you have her number, Fredwart."

"Shouldn't you be calling her?"

"Why?"

"I don't know, you're the same gender!"

"Ugh, fine. I'll call and tell her to meet up again at the Groovy Smoothie in half an hour. Think you can finish your ham in time?"

"You'll probably just finish it for me."

"Eh, good point."

"But don't eat it in the car if you do!"

"That accident with the German monk wasn't my fault!"

"Don't make me waste this ham!"

"You wouldn't!"

"I know."

Sam and Freddie drove to the Groove Smoothie to meet with Carly.

"So, can you help me?" Carly begged, sticking her straw into her smoothie.

"First off, what are Spence's thoughts on the whole thing?" Freddie inquired.

"Well, he said he'd be willing to cough up a little since he makes a fortune off his art now," Carly admitted.

"And will you be putting anything in?" Freddie questioned.

"Oh, yes. I already have! The bakery got the cake frosting wrong, the paint on the custom china plates wasn't right, and I had to find a church that didn't use flourescent light bulbs!" Carly remembered.

"Damn, you're starting to sound like Crazy." Sam shuddered. "We won't cough up all of it. That's off the table. We'll give you a loan."

"I'd like that. Thank you guys," Carly sincerely said, hugging her best friends. They talked for a little while longer, until Carly had to leave.

"Alright, now we need to talk to Spence on this," Freddie said.

"Can't we just call him?" Sam whined.

"You're the one that ran out of minutes!" Freddie reminded.

"Melanie kept calling me about her vegan club!"

"We'll just go to Spencer's house. And by the way, you're driving whenever we go by the phone company to buy you more minutes."

Sam groaned as she got into the car.

"Sup, Spence?" Sam asked as they entered Spencer Shay's 6 bedroom, 4 bathroom, 5,000 square foot house.

"Just getting the cash for Carly's new wedding together," Spencer said, carrying a wad into the room. "Sasha's out with Marissa and Mel."

"You do a loan?" Sam inquired.

"Yeah, she has to pay me back too." Spencer said.

"We almost forgot about loans..." Freddie admitted.

"No, you almost forgot about loans." Sam corrected.

"I'll use what she pays back to buy supplies. I'll be heading out soon to ship this baby off, and it's helping me pay for supplies too," Spencer bragged.

"Is that a bunch of letters riveted to a garbage can?" Freddie frowned.

"Yeah, what's up with that?" Sam asked.

"That's just what the client wanted. His name is Tilly," Spencer explained. "He lives in L.A., which is why the shipping fee is super high."

"What's this guy like?" Freddie asked.

"He's kind of like a hermit, even though he lives in the city," Spencer said. "Just quit smoking."

"Have you even met this guy in person?" Sam questioned.

"Yup, went to an art convention down there, made some small talk, and now I'm selling my own work to him. He watched iCarly as a kid, and watched the reunion show you guys did a year ago with an update on the triplets."

"Maybe he'll meet us someday," Freddie thought. "Good luck, Spence."

"Thanks. I've gotta head over to Carly's and give this money to her. See you at the wedding."

"Later," Sam said.

A/N: Carly's 2nd (and hopefully uninterupted) wedding will be in the next chapter! Please leave a review!