Hey! It's me! I'm here with tori72663's story request! I hope te all enjoy! Sorry that I haven't updated in some time; schoolwork has kept me busy & I procrastinate a LOT, LOL.
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own iCarly.
What if...
...in iThink they Kissed, instead of Sam telling carly that her and freddie kissed, she could tell her that she loved him?
"Ow, ow, ow!" Sam cried. She was eating mais on the cob and getting blood all over the corn. Freddie rolled his eyes.
"Sam," he said. "Stop eating for a second."
"Ya," Carly agreed. "GO to the dentist, Sam!"
"No way," Sam said.
"Why?" both Carly and Freddie detto at the same time.
Sam responded, "I'm just too darn hungry, that's why!"
Freddie and Carly looked at each other. "Should we?" Freddie asked.
"We should," Carly answered.
"Sam, do te want bacon, pancetta affumicata with ham?" Freddie asked.
Sam looked up. "Bacon WITH ham? As in, the ham is inside the bacon? No. Way. Where is this magical thing?"
"In the dentist's office," Carly said.
"Well, what are we waiting for? LET'S GO!" Sam said, throwing her mais away.
...
(A/N: I am just skipping Sam attacking the dentist & his assistant, I hope te don't mind.)
Carly smiled at Sam. She was sleeping, almost peacefully, like she was...nice. As if she hadn't just attacked a dentist & his assistant.
Sam mumbled in her sleep, but Carly couldn't make out what Sam said. It sounded like, "Seddie" o something like that. Carly assumed that it was a type of food. Sam woke up and smiled.
"Heeeey, Carrrrrly," she drawled out. "Why do I feeeeeeel sooooooo loopy today?"
Carly laughed. "Well, after te finished attacking the dentist, they gave te laughing gas so te wouldn't do anything illegal o bad to them."
"Oooooh," Sam said. Then she laughed. Carly smiled.
"What?"
"You look funny-hey, look my thumb is gone! Wait...it's back...it's gone again! Why is my thumb disappearing? Is it maaaaagical?"
"No, Sam, you're just loopy."
"Hey, Carly?"
"What?"
"I've got a secret."
"What is it?"
" I can't tell you."
"Tell me!"
"No!"
"Sam!"
"Okay! Come close." Carly leaned in.
"No, closer," Sam said, tugging Carly's hair. Carly laughed. "I'm close already!"
" I...like...fried chicken," Sam said.
" I know that already, Sam."
"I know...I was just afraid to tell te my real secret!"
"Tell me!"
"Okay...you know that kid...Freddie?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well...he and I kissed."
"Well, Sam, that's very-WAIT, te DID WHAT NOW?"
"And that's not all..."
"It's not...?"
"Ever since then...I've started to like...Freddie."
"What?"
"Yup...but whatever te do, don't tell Carly," Sam whispered.
...
Carly looked at Spencer. "Spencer!" she cried. "Did te NOT just hear what I said?
"What?"
"Sam and Freddie kissed!"
"No way! Give me the deets!"
"I don't know the deets! And guess what else? Sam told me she LIKED Freddie!"
"No way!"
"Way!"
"What happened next?"
"Well, she told me, 'Don't tell Carly'!"
"Why would she tell te not to tell yourself?"
"I don't know, she was all hyped up on laughing gas!"
"Then maybe Sam was lying."
"What? Why would Sam lie about that?"
"Well, people don't know what they're saying when they're on that stuff."
"You're right, Spencer. After all, she did think her thumb was missing."
"Was her thumb really missing?"
"Spencer!"
"Okay, so I gotta go."
"Why?"
"Oh, me and the prisoners are going to build a huge pants sculpture."
"I'm not even going to ask why."
...
Carly and Freddie were in the iCarly studio together. They had just finished rehearsing, and Sam had left quickly to the Groovie Smoothie. Carly stared at Freddie. He looked at her.
"Er...anything te want to ask me, Carly?"
"Oh...nothing, nothing..."
"Oh, well-"
"But there is one thing."
"Of course there is."
"I took Sam to the dentist...they put her on laughing gas."
"Boy, I would've loved to see that!"
"Loved...you would've loved to see that?"
"Um...ya...Carly, are te okay?"
"Of course! Now, Sam, gosh, she detto the funniest thing!"
"What?"
"Well, first she thought that her thumb was missing..."
"Well, was it?"
"No!"
"And then what?"
"And then...well, she detto te two kissed. That's so stupid, right? te two hate each other!"
"Um...right...oh, wow, so te detto she thought her thumb was missing?"
Carly's eyes widened.
"I detto that she detto te two kissed! Well, did you?"
"Oh, look, my mom's calling me!"
"Your mom didn't call you!"
"She was using the dog whistle!"
"Did te baciare Sam?"
"YES, okay!"
"Oh my God!"
"Well, I was upset that I didn't baciare anyone, and then she came out, and then offered me a meatball, and then she detto that she had never kissed anyone either, and then we just ended up kissing."
"Oh my God!"
"Well it was only that one time, I swear! Well, twice, I think. I'm still not sure about that whole Melanie thing!"
"I have to tell Sam!"
"No, te can't! She'll kill me!"
"No she won't! SHE's the one that told me anyway!"
Freddie stared at her. "Fine."
Carly started towards the door, and then stopped.
"Freddie?" she asked.
"What?"
"Can te answer this question? And honestly?"
"Sure, whatever te need. It's the least I could do."
"Do you...do te have feelings for Sam?"
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Do I...what?"
"You know, ever since te two kissed, have te ever felt...you know...towards Sam?"
"Carly, I-" Freddie didn't get to finish because at that moment, there was a loud CRASH and BOOM! from downstairs.
"OH MY GOD!" Spencer yelled.
"What happened?" Carly yelled downstairs.
"The goldfish bowl caught on fire!"
Carly sighed. "All right, I'm going to go...you, just...okay, bye Freddie."
...
Sam and Carly entered the apartment. There was a huge pants sculpture in the middle of the room. Carly, seeing Sam's face explained that it was Spencer's sculpture with the inmates. Then, she sat down on the divano with a big sigh.
"All right, what's up, Carls?"
"What do te mean what's up? Nothing's up! Nothing's up, o down o why are te lying to me? I thought we were best friends!"
" Whaat?"
"Look, Sam, I know te kissed Freddie."
"What, no, I didn't-"
"Save the lies, Sam. I know!"
Freddie walked in. "Hey, Carly, can I borrow your-oh no."
Sam stared. "You..."
"Sam, no, no, it's not what te think."
"You spoke of what te swore we would never tell."
"Sam, no, no, no, -AAAAHHH!"
Sam was beating Freddie up, but Carly pulled her off of him.
"Sam!"
"I can't believe te told her, Freddie!"
Carly turned to Sam.
"He didn't!"
"What?"
"You did, Sam!"
"When?"
"When te were on that loopy gas, that's what!"
"...oh."
"Why didn't te guys tell me?"
"We were embarrassed. We didn't want ANYONE to know."
"Well, te still should've told me. I thought te guys trusted me!"
Freddie said, "You're right. We're sorry. It'll never happen again."
"Good."
Sam interjected. "Um, ciao guys...?"
"What?"
"When did all these convicts get in the apartment?"
Carly and Freddie looked around, surprised. There were convicts-emerging from the pants!
"What are te doing?"
One of the convicts said, "We're busting out of here."
Freddie nodded. "You know that we will have to call the cops, right?"
The convicts looked at each other.
...
Carly, Sam, and Freddie were tied in a chair, tied with duct tape.
Carly, irritated, mimicked, "You know...we will have to call the cops...Freddie, how could te say that?"
"Me? Well, at least I wasn't the one who told them where the DUCT TAPE was!"
"I was trying to be helpful!"
...
30 minuti Later:
Carly sighed. "Well, I guess that we'll have to wait for Spencer."
Sam, irritated, retorted, "No really?"
"So, guys...you promised that you'll be honest with me from now on, right?"
Sam and Freddie looked at each other. "Ya."
"So, how long was it?"
"The kiss?"
"Yes, the kiss!"
"Oh, um, about seven, eight seconds."
"Did te like it?"
"Did we...what?"
"Like it?"
Freddie and Sam looked at each other again. Then Freddie said, "Well...sure.. I mean, Sam kisses surprisingly...um..." his face turned red.
"Thanks, Fredward...you're not so bad yourself," Sam replied. She cleared her throat.
There was an awkward silence, and at that moment, Carly knew what she had to do.
"SAM TOLD ME THAT EVER SINCE THE KISS, SHE'S STARTED LIKING YOU, FREDDIE!"
"WHAT?" both Sam and Freddie asked in shock.
"Yes she did-and don't te deny it, Samantha Puckett! te know your feelings! This may sound corny, but te know it's true!"
"Well, I, I-" for once, Sam was speechless. Then she caught Freddie looking at her and smirking. "What nub?"
"You like me. Sam Puckett likes me, Freddie Benson!"
"Shut up. I don't!"
"Yes te do!"
"No I don't!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Ya-ha!"
"Nu-uh!"
"Well, what if I like you?"
"Well, what if I like te back?"
"Sweet, then let's date!"
"Fine but after we get out of this duct tape chair thing and I beat te up!"
"Why would te beat me up?"
"Because I feel like it!"
"You are a HORRIBLE girlfriend!"
"Oh, so I'm YOUR girlfriend now! What, do te OWN me, nub?"
Carly smiled, hearing her two Friends fight. She knew that they would be together forever, even though they didn't yet. She leaned back and waited for someone to find them-all the while devising a plan on how to plan Sam and Freddie's first data together.
The end! I hope te liked it! Once again, SO SORRY for not updating. I have a ton of projects!
Also, V fans, did te see the season finale? EPICNESS!
And NCIS! HUGE McAbby moments! I'm flipping out with it! Anyone watch Good Luck Charlie? It's a great show. Okay, bye, and remember, RR&R!
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own iCarly.
What if...
...in iThink they Kissed, instead of Sam telling carly that her and freddie kissed, she could tell her that she loved him?
"Ow, ow, ow!" Sam cried. She was eating mais on the cob and getting blood all over the corn. Freddie rolled his eyes.
"Sam," he said. "Stop eating for a second."
"Ya," Carly agreed. "GO to the dentist, Sam!"
"No way," Sam said.
"Why?" both Carly and Freddie detto at the same time.
Sam responded, "I'm just too darn hungry, that's why!"
Freddie and Carly looked at each other. "Should we?" Freddie asked.
"We should," Carly answered.
"Sam, do te want bacon, pancetta affumicata with ham?" Freddie asked.
Sam looked up. "Bacon WITH ham? As in, the ham is inside the bacon? No. Way. Where is this magical thing?"
"In the dentist's office," Carly said.
"Well, what are we waiting for? LET'S GO!" Sam said, throwing her mais away.
...
(A/N: I am just skipping Sam attacking the dentist & his assistant, I hope te don't mind.)
Carly smiled at Sam. She was sleeping, almost peacefully, like she was...nice. As if she hadn't just attacked a dentist & his assistant.
Sam mumbled in her sleep, but Carly couldn't make out what Sam said. It sounded like, "Seddie" o something like that. Carly assumed that it was a type of food. Sam woke up and smiled.
"Heeeey, Carrrrrly," she drawled out. "Why do I feeeeeeel sooooooo loopy today?"
Carly laughed. "Well, after te finished attacking the dentist, they gave te laughing gas so te wouldn't do anything illegal o bad to them."
"Oooooh," Sam said. Then she laughed. Carly smiled.
"What?"
"You look funny-hey, look my thumb is gone! Wait...it's back...it's gone again! Why is my thumb disappearing? Is it maaaaagical?"
"No, Sam, you're just loopy."
"Hey, Carly?"
"What?"
"I've got a secret."
"What is it?"
" I can't tell you."
"Tell me!"
"No!"
"Sam!"
"Okay! Come close." Carly leaned in.
"No, closer," Sam said, tugging Carly's hair. Carly laughed. "I'm close already!"
" I...like...fried chicken," Sam said.
" I know that already, Sam."
"I know...I was just afraid to tell te my real secret!"
"Tell me!"
"Okay...you know that kid...Freddie?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well...he and I kissed."
"Well, Sam, that's very-WAIT, te DID WHAT NOW?"
"And that's not all..."
"It's not...?"
"Ever since then...I've started to like...Freddie."
"What?"
"Yup...but whatever te do, don't tell Carly," Sam whispered.
...
Carly looked at Spencer. "Spencer!" she cried. "Did te NOT just hear what I said?
"What?"
"Sam and Freddie kissed!"
"No way! Give me the deets!"
"I don't know the deets! And guess what else? Sam told me she LIKED Freddie!"
"No way!"
"Way!"
"What happened next?"
"Well, she told me, 'Don't tell Carly'!"
"Why would she tell te not to tell yourself?"
"I don't know, she was all hyped up on laughing gas!"
"Then maybe Sam was lying."
"What? Why would Sam lie about that?"
"Well, people don't know what they're saying when they're on that stuff."
"You're right, Spencer. After all, she did think her thumb was missing."
"Was her thumb really missing?"
"Spencer!"
"Okay, so I gotta go."
"Why?"
"Oh, me and the prisoners are going to build a huge pants sculpture."
"I'm not even going to ask why."
...
Carly and Freddie were in the iCarly studio together. They had just finished rehearsing, and Sam had left quickly to the Groovie Smoothie. Carly stared at Freddie. He looked at her.
"Er...anything te want to ask me, Carly?"
"Oh...nothing, nothing..."
"Oh, well-"
"But there is one thing."
"Of course there is."
"I took Sam to the dentist...they put her on laughing gas."
"Boy, I would've loved to see that!"
"Loved...you would've loved to see that?"
"Um...ya...Carly, are te okay?"
"Of course! Now, Sam, gosh, she detto the funniest thing!"
"What?"
"Well, first she thought that her thumb was missing..."
"Well, was it?"
"No!"
"And then what?"
"And then...well, she detto te two kissed. That's so stupid, right? te two hate each other!"
"Um...right...oh, wow, so te detto she thought her thumb was missing?"
Carly's eyes widened.
"I detto that she detto te two kissed! Well, did you?"
"Oh, look, my mom's calling me!"
"Your mom didn't call you!"
"She was using the dog whistle!"
"Did te baciare Sam?"
"YES, okay!"
"Oh my God!"
"Well, I was upset that I didn't baciare anyone, and then she came out, and then offered me a meatball, and then she detto that she had never kissed anyone either, and then we just ended up kissing."
"Oh my God!"
"Well it was only that one time, I swear! Well, twice, I think. I'm still not sure about that whole Melanie thing!"
"I have to tell Sam!"
"No, te can't! She'll kill me!"
"No she won't! SHE's the one that told me anyway!"
Freddie stared at her. "Fine."
Carly started towards the door, and then stopped.
"Freddie?" she asked.
"What?"
"Can te answer this question? And honestly?"
"Sure, whatever te need. It's the least I could do."
"Do you...do te have feelings for Sam?"
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Do I...what?"
"You know, ever since te two kissed, have te ever felt...you know...towards Sam?"
"Carly, I-" Freddie didn't get to finish because at that moment, there was a loud CRASH and BOOM! from downstairs.
"OH MY GOD!" Spencer yelled.
"What happened?" Carly yelled downstairs.
"The goldfish bowl caught on fire!"
Carly sighed. "All right, I'm going to go...you, just...okay, bye Freddie."
...
Sam and Carly entered the apartment. There was a huge pants sculpture in the middle of the room. Carly, seeing Sam's face explained that it was Spencer's sculpture with the inmates. Then, she sat down on the divano with a big sigh.
"All right, what's up, Carls?"
"What do te mean what's up? Nothing's up! Nothing's up, o down o why are te lying to me? I thought we were best friends!"
" Whaat?"
"Look, Sam, I know te kissed Freddie."
"What, no, I didn't-"
"Save the lies, Sam. I know!"
Freddie walked in. "Hey, Carly, can I borrow your-oh no."
Sam stared. "You..."
"Sam, no, no, it's not what te think."
"You spoke of what te swore we would never tell."
"Sam, no, no, no, -AAAAHHH!"
Sam was beating Freddie up, but Carly pulled her off of him.
"Sam!"
"I can't believe te told her, Freddie!"
Carly turned to Sam.
"He didn't!"
"What?"
"You did, Sam!"
"When?"
"When te were on that loopy gas, that's what!"
"...oh."
"Why didn't te guys tell me?"
"We were embarrassed. We didn't want ANYONE to know."
"Well, te still should've told me. I thought te guys trusted me!"
Freddie said, "You're right. We're sorry. It'll never happen again."
"Good."
Sam interjected. "Um, ciao guys...?"
"What?"
"When did all these convicts get in the apartment?"
Carly and Freddie looked around, surprised. There were convicts-emerging from the pants!
"What are te doing?"
One of the convicts said, "We're busting out of here."
Freddie nodded. "You know that we will have to call the cops, right?"
The convicts looked at each other.
...
Carly, Sam, and Freddie were tied in a chair, tied with duct tape.
Carly, irritated, mimicked, "You know...we will have to call the cops...Freddie, how could te say that?"
"Me? Well, at least I wasn't the one who told them where the DUCT TAPE was!"
"I was trying to be helpful!"
...
30 minuti Later:
Carly sighed. "Well, I guess that we'll have to wait for Spencer."
Sam, irritated, retorted, "No really?"
"So, guys...you promised that you'll be honest with me from now on, right?"
Sam and Freddie looked at each other. "Ya."
"So, how long was it?"
"The kiss?"
"Yes, the kiss!"
"Oh, um, about seven, eight seconds."
"Did te like it?"
"Did we...what?"
"Like it?"
Freddie and Sam looked at each other again. Then Freddie said, "Well...sure.. I mean, Sam kisses surprisingly...um..." his face turned red.
"Thanks, Fredward...you're not so bad yourself," Sam replied. She cleared her throat.
There was an awkward silence, and at that moment, Carly knew what she had to do.
"SAM TOLD ME THAT EVER SINCE THE KISS, SHE'S STARTED LIKING YOU, FREDDIE!"
"WHAT?" both Sam and Freddie asked in shock.
"Yes she did-and don't te deny it, Samantha Puckett! te know your feelings! This may sound corny, but te know it's true!"
"Well, I, I-" for once, Sam was speechless. Then she caught Freddie looking at her and smirking. "What nub?"
"You like me. Sam Puckett likes me, Freddie Benson!"
"Shut up. I don't!"
"Yes te do!"
"No I don't!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Ya-ha!"
"Nu-uh!"
"Well, what if I like you?"
"Well, what if I like te back?"
"Sweet, then let's date!"
"Fine but after we get out of this duct tape chair thing and I beat te up!"
"Why would te beat me up?"
"Because I feel like it!"
"You are a HORRIBLE girlfriend!"
"Oh, so I'm YOUR girlfriend now! What, do te OWN me, nub?"
Carly smiled, hearing her two Friends fight. She knew that they would be together forever, even though they didn't yet. She leaned back and waited for someone to find them-all the while devising a plan on how to plan Sam and Freddie's first data together.
The end! I hope te liked it! Once again, SO SORRY for not updating. I have a ton of projects!
Also, V fans, did te see the season finale? EPICNESS!
And NCIS! HUGE McAbby moments! I'm flipping out with it! Anyone watch Good Luck Charlie? It's a great show. Okay, bye, and remember, RR&R!
