Whoa, long time no update! For that I apologise, but I'm doing my GCSEs (only 3 exams left! Phew) so I've been super busy and I haven't even seen iCarly in the longest time so there's been no inspiration. This chapter has literally taken the longest time to write, I started it forever ago and I'd add to it occasionally but I forced myself to finish it so I could upload it. I'm still all for giving credit, so this 'idea' was given by Jennette McFanSamy, so thank you! Enjoy this long awaited update!

~Charlotte~

Day 81 of 100 Days of Seddie Challenge: Pets - (This title has been used before but it's completely different to the other one on Day 57!)

Freddie POV

Have you ever been rudely awakened at God knows what time in the morning by an uninvited visitor? If you haven't, you're lucky.

I was just minding my own business, dreaming about my mom being normal (this was a recurring, great dream), and then suddenly I felt something on my face.

I woke up slowly, giggling because of how it tickled but then I saw a figure standing over my bed. I yelped and sat bolt upright.

"Sam?! What are you doing in my room?" I yelled, suddenly feeling self conscious that she was in my room. I grabbed my duvet and tried to cover up my pyjamas. Turning next to me, I realised what had actually woke me up: there was a puppy sniffing around on my bed. "Is that a...dog?"

"Yep, I found him in the street," she stated, picking the scruffy pup up.

"Why is it in my room?" I stared at her wide eyed. That dog could have been anywhere; it was most probably infested with fleas and germs.

"Because," she said exasperatedly, "you're going to help me find its owner."

"And why exactly would I do that? Get out of my room, Puckett!" I stood up so that I wasn't near any of the germs of the dog that had been sniffing around my bed.

"If there's reward money I'll split it with you," she said.

That made me interested. Until I remembered that Sam liked money. "What, so you can split it seventy-thirty?"

"Nope, we'll go half and half."

Now I was cautious.

"Why can't you get Carly to go look with you?" I asked, sub-consciously stepping away from her and her mutt.

"She has to do some paper for school this morning, so you're my only option."

"Couldn't you have asked me first instead of letting yourself into my bedroom with your homeless dog?" I suggested.

"How would that work if you were asleep? Now come on, Benson, we've got a dog's owner to find."

Thankfully Sam left my room so that I could get changed. I was not happy with the arrangements of my Saturday, but I had to do what Queen Puckett wanted or she'd send her newly found flea-dog to lick me again, which wasn't something I wanted.

Seattle was a quiet place at eight in the morning. In the gathering winter it was still slightly dark but the sun was peeping up behind some grey clouds. Not surprisingly there weren't many people outside on this cold Saturday morn so the streets were pretty empty.

Sam carried the dog in her arms, scratching behind its ears as she walked. The dog didn't seem to mind; in fact it was panting contently.

"So where did you find him?" I asked her.

She turned her attention to me. "A few blocks from yours and Carly's building. We'll start there and see if there are any 'missing' posters."

"Okay," I shrugged. I guessed that this wasn't the worst way to spend a Saturday morning, strolling around Seattle in the freezing cold with a demon holding a flea bag. Okay, maybe there were better things to be doing.

We reached a small dumpster alley where Sam had found the dog.

"This is where I found him."

I looked around the alley and found something red and slightly chewed.

"I think I found his collar," I said, picking it up carefully with my thumb and forefinger. There was a name on it in big letters, 'ROVER'.

"His name is Rover, and there's an address!" I read the address aloud. "Hey, that's only around the corner! Just through the park—"

Apparently park was a word Rover liked. He jumped out of Sam's arms and chased off down the street, yapping happily as he ran further away.

"No! Rover, come back!" Sam shouted after the dog. "Great, I'll never get that reward money! Can you believe these people are offering five-hundred dollars for that dog?"

"Five-hundred dollars?! Dude, come on!" I said, beginning to run after the small dog. I grabbed Sam's hand and dragged her with me.

It was still ridiculously early which meant fewer cars, so we ran across roads at top speed. I knew where to go first: the park. It didn't matter if Sam knew where we were going or not because I was still holding onto her hand.

I didn't think I had this much energy, but apparently the thought of two-hundred and fifty dollars each seemed to give us both an adrenaline boost.

Finally, we reached the park, Rover no longer in our sights. I stopped us both to catch our breaths.

"Where has that tiny little dog gone?" Sam said, almost screeching. I could tell she was slightly annoyed due to the sudden pain shooting through the hand that was still clasped around hers. I yanked it away and she realised what she had done.

"Oh, sorry," she awkwardly said.

"No, its fine," I wheezed, caressing the mangled hand against my chest.

She only looked sorry for another second before her attention was focused back on the dog. She turned her head round and round to look at all angles of the dog park. The light from the slowly rising sun glistened on her blonde hair, almost like a halo. I stared at her in awe for a second. The irony was almost funny that a demon like Sam could be given a glowing halo. I snapped out of it as soon as she turned her attention back to me.

"I think we should split up, you go to the left, and I'll go to the right. You have your cell phone, right?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Cool. We'll call each other if we find the dog." We nodded at each other and walked in opposite directions.

The park was huge; the green seemed to go on for miles. How we were going to find a small, lost and excitable dog just by looking left and right seemed impossible to me, but five-hundred dollars was at stake.

A long while after looking hopelessly for a tiny flea bag, the sound of my cell phone ringing knocked me back to reality. I looked at the caller ID – Sam! She must have found Rover!

"Sam?" I asked, trying not to sound too relieved so I was still open to disappointment.

"I got him!" she said, clearly out of breath. Sam was panting as if she had been running for a long time which I didn't doubt. Rover was pretty fast.

"Awesome! Keep hold of him. I'll meet you by the entrance of the park," I said and hung up the phone.

I strolled back to the entrance of the park and saw Sam holding onto Rover as if it was a child. She was smiling widely and the dog and it made me smile along with her. Since when did Sam's smile not look like she was plotting the best way to devour something but instead look pretty?

"You ready?" she asked as I met her.

"Yep, let's get this puppy home." I scratched behind Rover's ears which he seemed to enjoy.

What an eventful morning it had been. I was both relieved and disappointed when we reached the house Rover's collar had described as his home. I tapped on the door with the fancy knocker and very soon after a woman answered the door.

"Oh! Rover!" she said, taking the dog in her arms. "Thank you for bringing him home safely."

"It was no trouble, really," I said but Sam gave me a look that said 'no trouble? Are you serious?' which I ignored.

"At any rate, thank you," the woman said and smiled.

Before the woman shut the door with Rover she handed us five-hundred dollars to share between the two of us. We walked back to the apartment building slowly, thinking about how the day had gone. I did not expect my Saturday morning to include a dog, more exercise that I would like to do in a year, and calling Sam's smile 'pretty'. It was too eventful for my taste.

"For what?" I asked Sam.

"Not sure, I guess Carly is finished with her paper by now so we could just hang out at her apartment," she suggested.

I nodded in agreement and carried on walking. Just opposite the apartment building there was a pet store that Sam and I simultaneously stopped at. Looking in the window, there was a puppy for sale for five-hundred dollar.

Sam and I looked at each other, her smile mirroring mine.

I decided to cut it there to leave the rest to your imagination.

Announcement Time! I've been writing my own original stories on a site called Wattpad (I did mention this a few chapters back, but I've decided to take it more seriously so I went over my story and edited it). I have a story on there called Ruthless Game which I aim to update very soon and there will be a link on my profile. There is also a short story (and by short, I mean just over 500 words long) which I am in love with called Until I Met You. That will also be on my profile! I think you have to make an account so I'm sorry if you do - it literally takes a few seconds to make an account, but if you want to read my stories it would be appreciated so, so much seeing as I've hardly had any views (I literally mean 3 views per story :P).

Sorry for longest Authors Note ever! Have a good day!