I know, I know, I'm long over due for an update! Im sorry! I haven't seen iCarly in months so it's hard to find inspiration from something that is slowly being replaced in my mind by other things. I got inspiration for this one because of the Sam and Cat episode that aired last night in America where Sam made a reference to Freddie! If you haven't seen the episode it's basically about their babysitting service getting bad reviews and Sam wants to find out who wrote those reviews. She says in the episode 'I called my boy Freddie B in Seattle, had time check it out' so that is where this comes from! This is the conversation that they had!

Funny this as well is that the next Day on my list was called 'Babysitters' so I decided to keep the name because it still fit, and the person that gave that idea was Jennette McFanSamy, so thank you to them!

~Charlotte~

Day 79 100 Days of Seddie Challenge: Babysitters

Sam POV

Great, some guy's been writing bad and completely insane reviews about mine and Cats babysitting service. They only had a username so we couldn't get a name for the AngryParent who had written the reviews. But luckily I knew a nerd back home who could help fix our little problem.

I chose his name from my contacts in my phone and put the phone to my ear. It only rang a couple of times before he answered.

"Ah, Sam Puckett. Missing your old favourite tech producer?" his smooth voice spoke over the speaker.

"Oh hush down, Benson, I need a favour," I replied. Secretly I was missing him, but I couldn't make his ego get any bigger.

"From me?" he asked confused, returning to his nubby self.

"This particular project involves tracking so who else was I to call?"

I'd been speaking to him quite a few times since I'd moved to LA. He liked to know about how someone like me could actually work with kids and not be arrested. Honestly I couldn't answer that either, but I guess I'd grown up a bit. He certainly had. We hadn't been away from each other that long, but it was the longest we'd ever been away from each other. Carly was like the strings tying us together, but as soon as she left Freddie and I drifted, too. Thinking about that made me sad.

"Why do you need to track someone?" Freddie inquired.

"Someone's been writing bad reviews about mine and Cat's babysitting service, but they're completely fake. One was saying that their kid came home without a thumb and another one said we let their child play with nine snakes," I explained.

"Gimme a sec. What's the site?" I could hear some shuffling on the other end like he was moving himself, followed by the tapping of a keyboard.

I told him the website that he had to go.

"Got it! Sam & Cat's Super Rockin' Fun-Time Babysitting Service?"

"Cat chose the name," I stated.

"Ah. Okay, so there have been 14 negative reviews from someone called AngryParent. They're all from the same person. Let me just trace this..."

I let Freddie get on with it for a while, with my occasional comments to make him go faster but eventually he spoke.

"Got them! Sam, every single bad review you got came from the same IP address. I'm getting their address up now; it's not far from you! Hold on," there was more tapping from his keyboard, "...the guy posting the reviews has his own babysitting service than a mile from yours!"

I clenched my teeth together."That little—!"

"Sam!" Freddie warned. With Carly gone, he seemed to be the one to keep me from saying words that would not be appropriate on daytime television.

"Sorry. But tell me where he lives!"

"He lives at 5677 Barfield Drive," Freddie said.

I sighed with relief. "Thanks Freddie, you're the best!"

"I am?" he asked confused.

"Yep! I'll speak to you later, I gotta go tell Cat and smash some guy's door down."

"Don't forget the buttersock," Freddie reminded me.

"Ooh, good idea! I just got some new hard butter!"

"Don't kill him," Freddie warned.

"No promises."

"Call me soon and tell me what happens, I've missed a good Sam-fight," said Freddie. I could hear some nostalgia in his voice.

"Yeah, me too. I don't fight much now I'm here," I sighed.

"Just come back to Seattle soon and you can beat up some people from school. They all still remember you but they think you're gone for good. You should come surprise them," Freddie suggested.

"That actually sounds very appealing...Ah, we'll see. I'll speak to you soon, Benson," I sighed.

"See ya, Puckett," he sighed, too.

I hung up the phone and couldn't stop the sadness from washing over me. I missed Seattle, I missed Carly and I missed Freddie. I'd have to pay him a visit soon. No matter how much I wanted to say 'pfft, I don't need Seattle anymore' there was always Freddie that would make me question whether leaving was a good thing. We couldn't do iCarly again until Carly was back, but I could still hang with Freddie.

I'd have to call him again soon. Maybe one day I'll be able to find the courage to tell him that I miss him. LA wasn't the same as Seattle.

Sorry it's short and probably isn't good. I haven't written in so long! This sounded cuter and Seddier in my head but I couldn't figure out how to make it really cute when I wrote it, so sorry! I'll try harder next time!

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ALSO: I'm running out of ideas again! I only have up to Day 82, so I've only got a few left, so it would be AMAZING if you guys could help me out again! I just need you to give me any word at all that comes to mind that I havent already done and I'll try my best to make it into a Seddie-filled fanficton! Thanks!