Author's Note: I had no choice; I can't get the episode out of my mind. I know like most Seddie fan knows that this is not the episode that'll bring them together, but it's a step in the right direction. I don't know how long this story is going to be, but I have to write something after seeing iKiss last night.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to iCarly, nor do I own the lefts (darn it)
Chapter 1
Sam walked away from the window. She began to make her way back to the iCarly studio. She was taking her time walking. Sam was very much lost in thought. It's a wonder she didn't run into anything as she was totally not focused on what she was doing.
I still can't believe that Freddie and I just kissed, she thought, I wanted to get it out of the way and everything, but I can't believe that it was with Freddie of all people. Sam kept replaying the last five minutes of her life over and over again in her mind. As much as she wanted to believe that it wasn't a big deal, something in her heart was telling her otherwise.
She opened the door to the iCarly studio and saw Carly standing at Freddie's computer trying to run video clips to help stall for time on their webcast. Carly looked at Sam, "I'm glad you're back," she said hastily as she began to push buttons so that they could go back to running a live feed, "um, where are your meatballs?"
"Oh…" Sam began slowly. She saw that she didn't have them with her. She had set the bowl down near the window before she tapped the window to get a hold of Freddie earlier, "I guess I left them over at Freddie's," she said as she walked over to the table where Carly's bowl sat.
"That's okay," Carly replied quickly, "we'll just skip that bit. But we need to continue the show. Are you ready?"
Sam was trying to snap herself out of the semi-trance that she was in, "Uh…sure, let's continue."
Carly ran in front of her to the camera and began the broadcast, "Okay, well we're back."
"Did you miss us?" Sam asked with a smile.
"I guess we're not going to have a meatball war after all," Carly said.
"That's okay," Sam grinned, "they're better to eat anyway. Can't let these bad boys go to waste." She stated as she began to pop a few meatballs in her mouth.
"Well…okay then," Carly smiled to the online audience as she snatched a meatball out of the bowl and popped it in her mouth. "Our next segment is entitled…"
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"…well thanks for joining us tonight," Carly said as she and Sam were about to end the broadcast.
"And remember," Sam said with a somewhat serious look in her eye, "If anybody out there says anything to either me or our tech nerd Freddie about not being kissed…"
"…You better be able to run…" Carly smiled nervously.
"…because I will come after you…" Sam continued slightly agitated.
"…uh, tune in next week…" Carly finished as she walked quickly from in front of the camera to Freddie's camera.
"…and that's a promise." Sam smiled evilly in the camera.
"And we're clear!" Carly shouted as she shut down the broadcast. She took a few seconds to power everything down.
"Okay Carls," Sam said making her way to the door, "I'm going down for something to drink."
"Wait Sam…" Carly called to her as she was trying to remember everything that she was supposed to do with the equipment.
Sam opened the door and walked into the hallway. As she made her way to the stairs, she saw Freddie turn the corner from the stairs. She paused when she saw him.
"Hey," Freddie nodded to Sam as he saw her pause in front of him, "you guys did a great show tonight," he said softly.
"Thanks," Sam replied trying not to make eye contact with him. "What are you doing up here?" She asked him.
"I thought I'd check the equipment out and make sure everything is all right." He replied as he began to reach into his pockets. In his right pocket, Freddie had two cans of Peppy Cola. He handed one to Sam, "Here," he said, "I figured you were probably going to go down and grab one."
Sam grinned, "You know my stomach well Freddork," she smirked as she took the can from Freddie.
"Give this other soda to Carly when I send her downstairs," he smiled, "I know she'll want to talk to you about what happened."
"Tsk, yeah, I know she will," she replied as she grabbed the other can from Freddie. As she went to grab it, her hand slipped, and she grabbed his hand. Ordinarily this wouldn't faze Sam, but after what happened between her and Freddie earlier, this time it made her heart beat faster, "Uh…thanks," she said softly as she blushed lightly, "I guess I'll see you later dork."
"Whatever, monster," Freddie smirked as he made a weird look with his eyes by darting them back and forth at her. Sam rolled her eyes at him before she walked down the stairs. Freddie continued walking to the iCarly studio.
He smiled when he saw Carly frantically walking around checking on the equipment. He opened the door and said, "Want some help Carly?"
"Oh, Freddie," Carly smiled relieved, "I'm glad you're here. I was just making sure that I was doing everything…"
"I've got it Carly," Freddie smiled at her, "go ahead and join Sam downstairs."
"Are you sure?" Carly asked as she was nonchalantly making her way to the door, "Because I will gladly just…"
"Carly, I…" Freddie began.
"Okay, bye!" Carly hollered as she ran out the door and took off down the hallway towards the steps.
Freddie couldn't help but smirk a little as he saw his friend bale on him. Oh well, he thought as he reached into his left pocket and produced another can of soda. I know that I'm giving the girls some alone time and I can make sure this is done correctly. Freddie opened the can of soda, and took a quick sip. He set the can down on the table that had the meatballs on it and began to inspect his equipment.
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Sam sat at the kitchen table drinking her soda, when she turned to see Carly coming into the kitchen to join her. "Here, I got a soda for you," Sam said to Carly as she pushed the can that Freddie had given her across the table to Carly's seat.
"Thanks," Carly replied as she took a seat next to her friend, "I'm glad Freddie came in to finish taking care of the equipment."
"Yep," Sam said plainly as she took a sip of her soda, "that what we have a tech nerd for."
Carly rolled her eyes and shook her head at her friend, "Anyway, I saw that Freddie is in a lot better mood now than he has been all week. What did you two talk about?"
Sam paused for a second to take another sip of her soda before she answered her friend, "We just started talking about…uh…things that we do to each other and have done to each other. We…had an understanding that we will always mess with one another…and that I will never lay off him…um…"
"You're going to put me to sleep," Carly moaned as she stared at her friend.
Sam sighed, "Well what is it that you want to hear?" She asked a little frustrated.
"I want to hear about the kiss issue," Carly frowned as she gave Sam a face.
"What about it?" Sam asked playing dumb with her friend.
Carly sighed heavily, "Did you and Freddie talk about the fact that neither one of you had had their first kiss yet?"
"Yeah, we talked about it," Sam replied quietly.
"Well, why aren't you telling me about it?" Carly asked frustrated.
"You didn't ask," Sam answered as she shrugged at her friend.
"Ugh!" Carly hollered as she got up from her seat. She began to walk around the table trying to cool down. After she made a few laps around the table, she sat back down. She took a big gulp of her soda and set the can back down. She turned to face her friend, "Okay…what did Freddie say when you told him that you had never been kissed before?"
"Freddie was watching our web show from his laptop," Sam replied, "He asked me if what I said was true, and I admitted that it was." She took one final gulp of her soda, and set the can back down on the table.
"What happened next?" Carly asked with interest.
"We just discussed how overrated a first kiss is and stuff…I mean, it is overrated right?" Sam said a little more nervously.
"I don't know if I'd say that," Carly responded thoughtfully, "I don't think I'll ever forget my first kiss as long as I live."
Great, Sam thought to herself, it's just as I thought. I'm never going to get this image of me kissing Freddie out of my mind. Her heart began to pound faster again as she replayed the image in her thoughts. She was so confused about what she was feeling right now. It was driving her crazy, and it was making her hungry again.
She got up from her chair and grabbed her empty soda can. She threw the can away and walked to the fridge.
"So," Sam said to Carly as she was going to the fridge, "the first kiss is that big, huh?"
Carly shrugged, "Maybe it isn't to some people, I sort of thought it was though."
Not helping here Carls, Sam thought annoyed as she opened the fridge and looked for something good to eat, "Man," she grumbled, "Your guys' fridge is nearly wiped out." Sam grabbed another soda from the fridge and walked back over to the table.
"Yes," Carly sighed, looking at her friend, "I wonder who rummages through our fridge all the time to make it so empty?"
Sam shrugged as she opened her can and took a quick sip from her soda.
"I'm sure there are still some meatballs left upstairs if you're really that hungry," Carly said to her friend softly.
Sam gave a sour face, "I have to go all the way upstairs?" She inquired.
Carly nodded, "It's either that or…Wait, you never finished telling me what happened ne-…"
Sam was out of the kitchen like she was shot out of a cannon, "I'm going to get the meatballs!" She hollered as she disappeared up the stairs.
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"I wonder if he's gone." Sam muttered to herself as she approached the studio door. One of the reasons for Sam not wanting to come up for the meatballs was to not see Freddie again tonight. However, she didn't want to be drilled by Carly anymore, because Sam was afraid Carly might start putting the pieces together and figure out what really happened with her and Freddie.
She looked through the glass door and saw that the studio was empty. She walked inside and headed towards the table that had the bowl of meatballs still in it. She picked up the bowl and was beginning to head for the door when a voice behind her said, "Hey Sam,"
Sam screamed and dropped the bowl onto the rug. The meatballs fell out and began to roll away momentarily before coming to a rest. Sam whirled to see Freddie walking towards her, "Dang you Freddie!" She hollered at him, "Are you trying to start stuff with me again already?"
"No Sam, I'm sorry," Freddie replied horrified for scaring his frenemy, "I just came back upstairs from using the bathroom, and I saw you, and…" He knelt down next to Sam and picked up the bowl, "Here, I'll start picking these up," he said as he began grabbing meatballs off the floor.
Sam knelt down beside him and began to help him, well sort of. She began grabbing meatballs one by one, and after inspecting them she put them in her mouth and ate them, "Well you scared the crap out of me," Sam mumbled as she had her mouth full, "I thought you'd be gone by now."
"I was just about ready to go," Freddie replied as he began grabbing the last of meatballs, "I just needed to download a new program…" Freddie paused, he was about to grab the last meatball when Sam reached over and grabbed it at the same time. They both looked up to see that their faces were only inches from one another as they were still knelt down cleaning the floor up. They looked deeply into each other's eyes for a moment before Freddie slowly rose to a standing position from the floor. Sam grabbed that last meatball; then looked to see that Freddie had extended his hand to her to pull her up.
"I can stand up just fine on my own," Sam said firmly but not unkindly. Sam stood up and grabbed the bowl of meatballs from Freddie.
"Yeah," Freddie began with an odd look on his face, "anyway, I guess I'll just see you tomorrow then." He began to walk to the studio door.
"Freddie," Sam said softly, "was tonight a big deal to you?"
Freddie turned around to look at Sam a moment, "Um…"
"…I mean I know we were just trying to get our first kiss out of the way and all. I don't know about you, but whew, I'm glad it's done and over with." Sam said quickly. She was getting uncomfortable with this conversation. She wasn't sure why she had brought it up in the first place.
"Oh…yeah…I'm glad we got it out of the way too," he grinned uncomfortably, "Well, good night." Freddie walked out of the studio and disappeared.
Sam felt lonely. "Yeah…good night," she said softly to herself. Man, I need to go to bed, she thought, I need to get this day over with so I can get this out of my head. Sam walked out of the studio and made her way to the stairs.
She came back down and saw that Carly wasn't in the kitchen anymore. She put the bowl of meatballs in the fridge and walked into the living room.
Spencer was sitting on the couch watching football. He wasn't wearing his sill football helmet anymore, but he still more a jersey, and he was still clutching a football in his hand.
"Hey Spence," Sam said as she approached the couch, "Have you seen Carly?"
"I think she was getting ready to his the sack there kiddo," Spencer replied as he looked at her for a second before turning his attention back to the game, "were you wanting to spend the night or something?"
"Yeah, thanks Spencer," Sam smiled as she walked towards Carly's room.
Spencer shrugged, "Okay, you may stay," he replied, but Sam had already disappeared. Spencer shook his head, I don't know why she doesn't just ask permission to go home instead, he thought amused with himself. "Yeah!" He shouted as his team just scored a touchdown.
Sam entered Carly's room. "Carls?" Sam asked quietly. She walked over to see her friend was already fast asleep. Carly never was a night owl, she thought to herself as she decided to go to bed herself. Sam lied down next to her friend in the bed.
I've got to get this kiss out of my mind, Sam thought as she began to drift off, I've got to let Freddie think that this is no big deal, otherwise he might start drooling over me or something. Omigosh, did I just think that? Freddie drooling over me instead of Carly.
Sam rolled over to look at her friend sleeping soundly. Carly had a small smile on her face as she slept. Sam rolled back over in the bed. Tsk, she thought, like Freddie would ever stop drooling over Carly. I'm sure everything will all be back to normal tomorrow.
Author's Note: Man, Seddie rocks! Seriously, I don't know how far I'll go with this story. It really came out of the blue to me this morning. I'm sure there are dozens of these stories in Fanfic dealing with this story line right now. Let me know what you think, and let me know what you thought of the episode as well (if you didn't leave a review on my other story that is). You guys are great, Thanks!