Hola. So I know many of you were probably disappointed by iStart a Fan War. I can agree that it was very disappointing (mostly due to the lying promos), but I'm not giving up hope yet. Season 4 just started, and there is supposed to be a season 5, so there is plenty of opportunity for Seddie to happen. Besides that, everyone was expecting iSaFW to answer the Seddie/Creddie question. Have you ever known Dan to do anything that was expected? I still think Dan is a genius, even if he did disappoint me and kind of (figuratively) spit on us by saying the super-fans had no lives, although I don't think he really meant it. But just remember my fellow Seddiers: it's not over yet. Mwahaha.

Have you noticed I say "mwahaha" a lot?

Anyhoo, this is the supernatural fic I've been talking about for a while. I actually haven't seen any other iCarly fics with this plot, so I think the idea is pretty original, but then again I obviously haven't read them all so I can't be sure that no one has used this same idea before. The story starts when the iCarly gang is in the sixth grade. I hope you guys like it and that it cheers you up a little if iSaFW disappointed you.

Disclaimer: [Insert incredibly awesome and funny disclaimer explaining that I'm not Dan Schneider here.]

I knew what she would say before I ever asked the question. What little bit of confidence I had mustered to actually do this diminished as soon as I saw her face. Stupid me, I hoped for the billionth time that just this once, I could be wrong. Against my better judgement, I decided to ask her anyway.

"Carly?"

The beautiful, dark-haired girl turned around to face me. "Oh, hey. You live in the apartment across the hall from me at the Bushwell, right?"

"Yep," I said. That made me a little bit hopeful. At least she knew who I was. "I'm Freddie."

"Nice to meet you Freddie." She gave me a warm smile and extended her hand, which I shook. She seemed like a nice girl. One who might give me a chance. Maybe for once I would be wrong after all.

"Nice to meet you too. Can I ask you something?"

"Uh…sure." I hope he doesn't ask me out or anything.

And there it was again. I already knew how she felt, but I just refused to believe I was right and asked her anyway. "Would…would you maybe…possibly…consider going on a date…with me?"

Oh, why'd he have to ask me that? "Um…I…I'm sorry Freddie, I…I don't think so. Not now anyways." She gave me a sympathetic smile and walked away from her locker.

And I knew that "not now" meant "not ever."

When I got home from school that day, I knew as soon as I walked in the door that Mom wanted to give me a tick bath. She was busy sitting on our plastic-covered couch, disinfecting the remote control, so I tried to sneak to my room as quickly and as quietly as possible.

"Freddie!"

Shoot.

"How was your day? Did you remember to wash your hands before you ate lunch? Did you make sure to sit far away from all the other people at the front of the bus?"

"He-hey Mom," I said. "Yes, I did everything you told me to do. Well, I'm really tired. Long day at school. I think I'm just going to head to my room now and…"

"Wait!" she shrieked. "Why are you tired? Are you not feeling well? Do I need to take your temperature or maybe take you to the hospital?" She put her hand on my forehead to feel it for fever while trying to pry my mouth open with a tongue depressor.

"Mom. MOM. I'm fine. I'm not sick, just tired is all. Okay?" Oy, I should've seen that coming. Actually, I did see that coming.

"Well…alright. You can go take a forty-five minute nap." But he still needs a tick bath. "But I want you to wait a minute first while I give you a quick tick bath. There could be a tick outbreak at any moment you know!"

I sighed, but I let her give me the tick bath anyway. I really never stood a chance at avoiding it. I'll spare you the details, but I can tell you that the bath definitely wasn't pleasant. Finally the bath was over and I was allowed to go to my room. I plopped down on my bed and closed my eyes, letting out a deep sigh.

What good was being psychic if I still couldn't change anything for the better?

Really short chapter, I know. Sorry about that. And I'm sorry there was no Sam in it. She's coming into the story soon, I promise.

I'd love to know what you guys think of this so far. I've never written a supernatural story. Good? Bad? Should I continue? Let me know! Criticism is both accepted and appreciated. Thanks for reading guys. :)