User blog:Luv2sing0723/iOMG Part 2 Speculation/Fanfiction

I just wrote my first fanfiction! It's for iOMG Part 2. I guess I could call it 'iKnow They Kissed' because I saw some people talking about that title and I thought it was really good. Plus, it kinda fits this story. Anyway, it's just one plot. I didn't write the sub plot or anything. Also, this is Seddie, so if you don't really want to read a Seddie fanfic, please don't read this one. Anyway, hope you guys like it! :)

Also, sorry about the spacing.. I tried to make it look the best I could but the wiki is being glitchy right now. :)

..previously on iCarly..

(Sam kissing Freddie)

Sam:..Sorry.

Freddie: It's cool..

Sam: I--I have to go.. (runs into school and down left hallway, doesn't notice Carly)

Freddie: (confused for a moment) Wait! Sam! (runs inside door and stops while looking around for Sam)

Freddie: Carly?

Carly: Um… I..

Freddie: Did you see Sam run in here?

Carly: Yeah she went.. that way! (points down the opposite hallway Sam actually went, in a fit of confusion)

(Freddie follows Carly's directions)

-Carly and Spencer in their apartment-

Spencer: Again!?

Carly: Yes! And this time I actually saw it happen!

Spencer: Are you sure? I mean are you really sure?

Carly: OF COURSE I'M SURE! What do you think I imagined it or something?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: Okay, okay, cool your chiz.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Carly sits down at table still shocked and confused)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: Hey, I got my fire extinguisher thingy working now. Wanna see?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Yeah.. yeah sure… (not paying attention)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: Okay, here goes.. (cup lights on fire) Ahhh! Not again! (attempts to put out fire while Carly ignores him. Tries towels, utensils, a broom, and finally puts it out.) (breaths heavily while leaning against counter)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (stands up abruptly) SPENCER!!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: (surprised at scream) Ahh, what?!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Remember, Freddie's mood app said that Sam is in love, what if that means she's in love with Freddie?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Both Spencer and Carly have shocked looks while grasping the thought)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Sounds come from outside apartment)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Oh no, Sam's here! Quick.. forget everything I just said. She can't know I know yet!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Spencer and Carly seat themselves on the couch and act "natural")

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(as Sam is entering the apartment) Spencer: So I told Socko's grandmother that I simply couldn't keep her pet hyena because its screams would wa-- Oh hi, Sam!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Uhh.. is this a bad time..?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Ha, no, no come in… COME IN!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Okay…..? Do you guys have any bacon?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: Sure do! Third shelf.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Kay! (runs to fridge)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: (to Sam) So how was--

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (nudges Spencer) (whispers) I'll handle it…

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (standing up and walking towards Sam) So Sam.. did you make a move on Brad?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: (while eating bacon) Nope.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Did you talk to Brad?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Nope.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Did you…

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Look, you're ruining my moment with this perfectly good bacon!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Sorry. I just wondered if maybe..

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Nothing happened, kay? (leaves apartment with whole pack of bacon)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(door shuts)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: AHH! Why won't she tell me??

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: Maybe she's embarrassed..? This is Freddie we're talking about here.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Maybe.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Spencer: She took all our bacon!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (rolls eyes jokingly)

-Gibby and Carly are in the hallway-

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Gibby: We got an 100 on our project!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Woo! (dances)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Gibby is about to take off his shirt when Sam enters)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Hold the shirt, Gibster.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Gibby: (disappointed)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: So.. Sam...What did you and FREDDIE and Brad get on your project?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Well me and Freddie and Brad got 100.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: So how was it working with FREDDIE and Brad?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Fine.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Where are FREDDIE and Brad?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: (opens locker which is stuffed with snacks and meat and pulls out a bowl of chili) Here, have some of this. You really need to get your mind off of Freddie.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Wait, more food?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: What? I'm Sam. I like food.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Yeah, I know.. but today you've been eating a lot. Even for you.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: So? You're not my food therapist.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Freddie enters awkwardly dressed in mismatched clothes)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: More food?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: That's what I've been saying!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: That's a lot, even for her.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: I KNOW!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Sam eats. Carly looks oddly at Freddie.)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Um, Freddie.. what are you wearing?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Eh, just didn't feel like trying today.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Where's your backpack?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Left it at home.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Why? All your books are in it.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Yeah, what's your point?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: You guys are wrecks!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam and Freddie: Nuh uh! (look at each other annoyed)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (rolls eyes and turns around. runs into Principal Franklin) Oh.. Hi Principal Franklin!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Principal Franklin: I need to see Freddie Benson…? In my office.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (shocked) Why?!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Principal Franklin: Apparently he hasn't turned in any of his assignments since the lock-in….?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (shocked face)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Yep, that's me. See ya. (walks off with PF)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (Turns around. Sam is now eating a tub of ice cream)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Want some? (holds out bottle of chocolate syrup)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: NO!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: (shrugs shoulders)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">-Carly, Sam, Freddie, and Gibby are in the studio getting ready for iCarly-

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: You all set Freddie?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: I guess. (holds up camera)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Carly and Sam wait)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Guys, we're live.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: What!? You were supposed to say 5..4..3..2.. ya know!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: (not caring) Fine. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Gah.. not now we have to start!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: (shrugs shoulders)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: I'm Carly!

Sam: And I'm hungry!.. I mean I'm Sam.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (looks at Sam oddly) Anyway.. today is a very special day!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Why, you may ask?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Because today is Gibby day!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Gibby enters)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly and Sam: (dancing) WOOOO--

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Wait, Freddie, where's the music?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Yeah, Frednub, give us the music.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Why?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: BECAUSE!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Fine.. (plays music)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly and Sam: WOOOO!! (dance with Gibby)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Today Gibby is going to show us his five special talents.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Being shirtless….

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: And..

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Um..

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: Well, he's just Gibby! He doesn't have five talents!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Gibby: Nope! I don't!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Hold one sec.. I need to get this..

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(elevator opens)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Pizza man: (walks in with five pizzas) Pizza delivery for Sam Puckett.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: That's me! (walks over to pizza man and gets pizzas, pays him, pizza man leaves)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: You got five pizzas?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Gibby: Can I have some?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: No. I would've ordered some for you guys but you didn't ask.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: You're going to eat all those by yourself?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Yeah… I got pepperoni, cheese, taco, pineapple and…

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: You do know we're still live…. (talking to audience) Please enjoy this picture of an elderly woman walking her pet cantelope! (to Freddie) Cut to the picture, Freddie!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: (puts up picture)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: What did you do that for?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: You guys are CRAZY. I know there's something going on between you two. I saw you last night. I saw you guys kiss. I KNOW you kissed and you can't deny it any longer. (Sam and Freddie give worried looks to each other) (Carly walks toward door) I'm not coming back until you work things out! (closes door and leaves)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Well, I need to go get some soda for these pizzas-

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Sam, wait.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: What?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Carly's right.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Oh, so you're taking Carly's side again?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: No I just mean--

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: You love Carly. You always agree with her. And that's why we can never work things out.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Sam, I don't love Ca--

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Don't even bother trying to make me feel better. I can take it. If you wanna be with Carly, that's fine, just let me go--

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Sam tries to walk off but Freddie pulls her back and kisses her)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: Do you believe me now? I don't love Carly. Besides, I needed to get revenge for what happened last night.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Sam: Ha, you're such a nub.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie: I know.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Carly: (peeks through door) Awwww!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">Freddie and Sam: Ewww noooo...

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">(Carly walks in and they all hug)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">The End!