Disclaimer: Me? The owner of iCarly? Pfft. Don't be stupid.

Note: I apologize for any POV switches that aren't clear. I don't mean to switch POVs, but if I do, it's an accident and it's in most likely Sam's POV. I've only written from the Narrator's POV(which i'm not good at; I always forget what I'm doing), Spencer's POV, and Sam's POV(I do her the most).

Freddie and Sam both walked in the studio. "Hey, Carly, don't put up the dumb footage of us." Sam said, closing the door behind her.

Carly turned from Freddie's tech cart. "I already put some up, though."

"Oh, well, take it down before people see it." Sam demanded.

"Sam, the world is gonna see it anyways. Remember? It's going on Scare Tactics." Carly said, matter-of-factly.

Freddie sighed and joined the conversation. "It's fine, Carly. Just leave it on the site. Whatever."

Sam whipped around to Freddie. "Dude!"

"Sam, just let her put it up on iCarly. It's the least we could let her do after what we're deciding to keep from her." Freddie said, covering his mouth after realizing what he said.

"You guys are keeping something from me?" Carly wondered.

Sam and Freddie simeltainiously shook their heads.

"Good... well, um, I saw, uh, you two today at the park earlier and, um, you both were, um, you know... well it was in the parking lot and, um, Spencer and I saw... nevermind." She chickened out.

They suddenly heard Spencer call up to them. "Freddie, you're mom wants to see you NOW!"

"Okay!" He shouted back. "I wonder what she wants."

"Only one way to find out." Sam shrugged and motioned towards the door.

"Guys wanna come with?"

Carly glanced at the laptop. "No, sorry. I still have a lot to put up."

"Fine." Sam hesitated, but walked with Freddie down the the first floor.

Mrs. Benson was sitting on the couch, but stood up when Freddie and Sam walked over. "Freddie!"

"Yeah?" Freddie put his hands in his jean pockets.

"Did you have a good time today at Canobie?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I had a great time-"

"I bet you did!" She shouted at him, a bit angrily.

Spencer decided he didn't want a part in this and went to the kitchen to grab a glass of milk.

"Mom, why are you yelling?"

She tried her best to hold back her frustration, but failed miserably. "Freddie, when did you plan on telling me that you and Sam made out!"

Sam and Freddie's eyes widened. "How do you know about that?" Freddie asked.

Sam smacked him on the arm. "There's nothing to know. Nothing like that happened! We didn't make out!"

Spencer took a sip of milk and went to his room silently.

Mrs. Benson crossed her arms. "Really?"

Sam nodded.

"Then why is there a video of you two kissing on iCarly dot com?" She raised her eye brows.

"Uh..."

"What?" Freddie spoke up. "What video?"

"It was just added and I do not accept this behavior at all, Freddie. Why are girls suddenly so interested in you? Mayve you need to stop spending so much time with Carly and especially Sam."

Sam raised her voice at Freddie's mom. "We're not seeing each other. We're not dating or going out or whatever you call it."

"Then why is there a video on the internet of you two playing tonsel hockey in the parking lot?" She screamed.

Then realization struck Sam. "Carly." She frowned, shook her head, and headed towards the stairs. "Come on, Fredward. Let's teach her a lesson."

Freddie glanced from Sam to his mom and back to Sam. "Sam, I think I have to go now."

Mrs. Benson smiled. "Good boy."

Sam put a hand on the reeling. "Freddie, how can you just leave? Carly invaded our privacy and put a video of us making out on-"

"Technically, she wasn't invading our privacy. I mean, we were in the middle of a public parking lot."

Sam glared at him. "She still put it online without our permission. Isn't that a little disrespectful?"

"Since when do you care if people are respectful?"

Sam sighed. "Whatever. But, Freddie, people all over the world are seeing us kiss right now. I don't get why this isn't bothering you anymore."

"Well, because, I mean, we weren't gonna date in secret for forever, so eventually someone would find out and then the world would be talking about it. Also, the people that were in the parking lot probably saw-"

"We didn't even last two hours in a secret relationship! Just the car ride back. That's it. That's all and you're already giving up?"

"No, I'm not giving up. Not at all. It's just... my mom." He whispered.

Freddie's mom raised an eyebrow.

Sam rolled her eyes at the Momma's boy.

Freddie glared at his mom. "Mom, you've controlled me long enough. You can't keep telling me what to do all the time. I'm never gonna be independant 'cause of you!"'

"Freddie! How dare you use that tone with me! Go straight to your room." His mom yelled.

"Fine!"

"Freddie, wait!" Sam yelled out.

Freddie glanced back at her. "What?"

"Is that it?" She shrugged.

"Is what it?"

"Are you just leaving me here all alone?"

"Carly's upstairs. She-"

"She betrayed us!"

"Sam, you're over reacting."

"No, I'm not! Freddie, we have to talk to Carly and set her straight and get her to remove that video. Why don't you want to do that?"

"We can do it later, okay? I'm kind of tired, you know. I've been walking all day."

Sam crossed her arms. "We've all been walking all day."

Freddie frowned and turned to his mom. "Can you give us a minute?"

Mrs. Benson groaned. "Fine." She walked out.

Sam walked away from the stairs and up to Freddie. "Are you gonna tell me that we're over?"

"No. No. Why would you think that?"

"'Cause you don't seem to be very into this relationship."

"Sam, you know how much I like you. I would never do that. We didn't admit our feelings towards each other for nothing."

"I think we did."

"Are you trying to tell me we're over?"

"I don't know Freddie. You seem like you'd rather hang out with your mom than me and Carly."

"I just yelled at my mom."

"Wow. What a rebel." Sam said, filled with sarcasm.

Freddie shot her a this-isn't-the-time-for-that look.

She responded with a groan. "Freddie, I thought this would last, but now I'm starting to think it wont."

"How did we even get into this discussion?"

Sam shrugged. "I don't know."

"Sam, I just think that we should tell people now. Is that okay with you?"

"Not really."

"How come? Is it too embarrassing for you to be seen dating a dork?"

"Only a little bit."

"Sam!"

"I'm kidding." She took a deep breath. "Fine. I guess we can go public. But Carly is removing that video."

Freddie smiled. "Cool. Fine with me." He leaned down and passionately kissed Sam.

She kissed him back and then pushed him away with a laugh. "Let's go yell at Carly."

"Okay, but my mom is still outside waiting for us."

Sam rolled her eyes, but then a bright, devious smile formed across her face. She quietly walked up to the front door. She let out a loud moan in front of it, knowing Mrs. Benson was on the other side. "Oh, Freddie." Sam moaned.

Suddenly, there was a thump and Freddie ran over and opened the door.

Mrs. Benson was lying on the floor. She must have fainted.

Sam burst out laughing.

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