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You were on the phone with your boyfriend, letting him know that you had arrived home safely from work. Just when you were about to end the call, he asked you something.
"Wait, wait! Y/n, can you come over?"
You blinked upon hearing so and scratched your head in confusion, "What? But I just got home!"
"I know, but... I need you here right now," he desperately begged. "Pretty please?"
"Fine," you sighed as you reached for your car key. "Why do you need me?"
He lowered his volume and explained, "Yeah, um... I didn't tell you this earlier but there's this little girl in my house and I don't know who is she. She wouldn't tell me her name and she wouldn't talk to me! So I called my doorman but he doesn't know anything about her. I reported her as a found child but when the officer came the girl wasn't there. I swear the kid was there a second ago before opening the door for him! I know it sounds crazy, the officer called me a loon too. He told me that I'd be smart to talk to a psychiatrist and I... Don't know, I need you to come here. I want to know if I'm not crazy or if I'm truly the only one seeing her."
"Alright, okay. That was a lot," you raised your eyebrow as you took in the story. "How did the girl get into your house? What is she doing? Is she causing you any harm?"
"Well, she got in by using the elevator earlier today and the entire day has just been her running and messing around but somehow always disappeared when anyone is with me. Right now, she's sitting on the stairs, staring at the robot. And no, she didn't injure me or anything but I got hurt while running after her before."
Your eyes enlarged when you heard the last sentence, "You're hurt?! Stay right there, I'm on my way."
"Wait, Y/n! It's no big deal, I—"
You hung up the phone and quickly ran out of your house and into your car.
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With sweats running down your face and a mess you called hair, you burst into Spencer's door and called for his name.
Spencer was sitting in a chair, with a little girl beside him.
"Y/n!" his eyes lit up at the sight of you. "This is her. Tell me you see her, right?"
"Oh, yeah, I do," you nodded as you walked to them. You smiled at the little girl and gave her a little wave, "Hi there! May I know your name?"
She stared at you, wide-eyed while her mouth was shut closed, no word left her mouth. and not replying to you.
You examined her before looking again at Spencer, "Oh yeah, show me your wounds. Where is it?"
"There are no wounds, Y/n. I'm alright, it was just a little trip."
"Oh," you awkwardly chuckled. "Well then, little girl, I—"
You turned your head to check on the little girl but she was out of your sight.
"Oh no," Spencer frowned. "She's gone again!"
"We gotta find her!"
"Right," Spencer stood up. "Let's go."
"Needn't to tell me twice."
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You walked into Spencer's bedroom and cupped your mouth as you shouted, "Little girl!"
Spencer head's popped up at the door and asked, "Any signs of her?"
"Nope."
He walked into the bedroom and throw himself into his bed.
You scrunched your face in confusion as you sat next to him, "What are you doing? We're supposed to look for the little girl."
"I'm tired," he said. "We've been looking for her for three hours."
You chuckled softly and laid next to him, "Fine. I guess a little rest won't hurt?"
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You were in bed with Spencer, fast asleep until you heard noises from outside.
His eyes went wide and he warily got out of bed.
"I'm gonna check it," he quietly told you.
"I'm coming with you," you whispered back as you silently get out of bed.
Spencer walked out first, and you followed him. He jumped into the living room with his hand open and shouted,
"Who's there?! Who's out here?"
Spencer and you found Carly there, smiling sheepishly.
"Hi," she greeted.
Spencer raised an eyebrow and walked to her cautiously, recalling that she wasn't supposed to be back home already.
"I thought you weren't supposed to get home until tomorrow," he said.
"Sam's mom brought me home."
Curious, you asked, "What happened?"
"iCarly's not going up into space 'cause I freaked out and got us disqualified," she explained.
Spencer lightly gasped, "What did you do?"
"I smashed a window and fled from our space pod... Mr. Blanton said if I did that up in outer space, my eyes would've been sucked out of my head and that'd be bad for his business.
Spencer awwed but widely grinned, "Guess what you do get?"
Carly curiously stared at him and the man pulled her into a hug, "A big ol' hug from your big ol' brother who's glad to see you and nobody else!"
Carly laughed as he put her down, "What do you mean?"
"I just missed you. A lot."
"Aw, and I missed your spine," Carly jokingly ran her fingers on her brother's skeleton shirt, making him shiver.
"Alright, it's 2:00 A.M. You should get to bed," Spencer told Carly.
"You too."
Spencer eyed you, and asked, "Are you going to stay there?"
"Unless you carry me, yes," you lazily responded.
You felt Spencer wrapping his arm around you. You rested your head as he carefully positioned your leg in his arm.
"Night, Carly," he said.
"Good night. "
As Carly walked into the kitchen, Spencer carried you to his room.
You leaned into his ear and muttered, "Are we going to continue our search for the little girl?"
Spencer said as he delicately set you down on the bed, "I'm pretty sure she's home already. I haven't seen her in hours."
You smiled and moved closer to him, "If you say so."
As the two of you drifted away to sleep, Carly's faint shout was heard.
