Hey, guys! I just watched iDate a Bad Boy and saw the episode after it, iLook Alike. Well, I was inspired by that scene where Carly tantrums when Spencer wouldn't let her go to the MMA fight. You know, when she took his smoothie and ran around the room? Well, did anyone else see how eager Sam and Freddie were to leave? And how they basically read each other's minds? Well… I sure did! This is my take on it. *SEDDIE RULES!*

"Give me back that smoothie!"

"Not until you let me go to the MMA fight!"

"Well, that's not happening, so GIVE IT BACK!"

"NO!"

"CARLY!"

Sam and I edged closer to the door. Carly and Spencer don't fight often, so it's a good idea to get out when they do.

Sam had a seductive smirk on her face as I shut the apartment door. Two strides, and her lips were a mere centimeter from mine.

"So, Freddie," she said, her breath on my lips, "where are we going?"

I peck her on the lips. "My place. My mom's pulling the late shift," I say heatedly as she grabs my shirt and pulls me in for a rough kiss. She grabs my hair and pulls me in closer as I reach my hand behind my back and fumble with the doorknob.

We fall into the apartment, somehow landing on the couch. Sam's breathing is rough and heavy, and I feel as if my chest is about to explode. We break apart, and I leave gentle kisses along her jawline, all the while curling my finger in her hair.

"Freddie," she whimpers, sounding delicate yet mighty, as only Sam can. I love the fact that I can do this to her--that I can make her beg and plead. I relish this, as this is basically my only power over her.

"Yes, Sam?" I say, while my teeth graze her ear. She moaned quietly.

"When are we gonna tell Carly and Spencer?"

"Tell them what, dear?" I say, picking her up and carrying her to our room.

"About us...." She pauses when I lay her on my bed.

"We don't have to tell them if you don't want to," I whisper in her ear. She shivers from the contact. ""It can be our secret…"

She reaches up and pulls me down for a kiss.

"I'll take that as a yes."

She laughs. "Yes, Freddork. It's a yes."