Carly Shay had just come home from the Space Center. She'd disqualified iCarly from going up into space, but at least they weren't mad. She walked into the kitchen to get a drink. A little girl with curly brown hair was standing there, gazing at her with wide eyes.

"Oh," said Carly. "Hello there. What's your name?"

"I'm Alexis, silly!" she said, hitting Carly lightly. "You know that!"

"Alexis!" someone called from the hallway. A short boy with blond hair came in the kitchen. "Oh, there you are!" he said. "C'mon, Mom and Dad say we need to get back to our own time."

"Why is Auntie Carly acting like she doesn't know who I am?" wailed Alexis.

Auntie Carly? Carly thought.

"What's going on in here?" A third person walked in. This girl was tall and lanky, with curly brown hair that flowed down her back.

"We found her, Megan," said the boy.

"Megan" leaped at her brother and twisted his arm behind his back. "WHAT have I told you to call me, Eli?" she asked.

"Meg, I'm sorry!" he squealed.

"Kids, what's taking you so long?" called a familiar voice. A man with brown hair and eyes walked in. Carly's jaw dropped. He was older, but there was no mistaking him. It was Freddie. Adult Freddie said, "Ah, good. You found Alexis."

"Dad!" complained Eli. "Meg hurt me again!"

"Megan Carly Benson-Puck—" he began.

"C'mon, Dad!" she wailed. "He called me 'Megan'! He KNOWS I hate that! No one calls Mama by her full name!"

Freddie chuckled. "You are so your mother. Let's go, she has the time travel watch."

Freddie leaned down to scoop up Alexis, and noticed Carly standing there, dumbstruck. "Oh," he said with a warm smile. "Hi, Carly."

"…hi…" she said, waving.

The entire family left, leaving Carly standing in her kitchen, her mouth hanging open.

"Space madness," she decided, and then ran up to bed.