Serendipity (Book 2)

Seddie Oneshots: 494 by shana852963

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Seddie oneshots by shana852963

TV » iCarly
Rated: K+
Language: English
Characters: Sam P., Freddie B.
Words: 2,117
Published: Dec 5, 2010

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"Sam, I can't bake any cookies if you sit there and eat all the cookie dough," Carly said, rolling her eyes as her best friend licking the mixing bowl she had been using.

"They taste better this way anyway," Sam shrugged.

"But I promised Spencer I'd bake him these cookies," Carly said. "You know he's had a rough week. First he got rejected by that cute girl at the junk yard, then Socko lost his lucky shoelaces, he set his lamp on fire and stained his new white shirt with the ashes, and then someone canceled on a sculpture order."

"So? It's not my fault his life's going lousy," Sam said.

"Just step away from the bowl," Carly said, swatting her away. "I want to get these in the oven before Freddie comes over to do iCarly with us."

Right on cue Freddie walked through the door with his laptop.

"Hey Carls," he said. He looked over at Sam. "Hello, Sam."

"Fredward," Sam said simply.

Carly frowned, confused. Usually the second Freddie walked through the door, Sam would be rushing over to greet him with a kiss that would most likely turn into a mini make-out session.

"We almost ready to start iCarly?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah, in a few minutes," Carly nodded.

"Alright, well I'll go get set up in the studio," Freddie said.

"Okay, I think Gibby's up there taking a nap, so try not to wake him. He get's crabby," Carly replied. She waited until Freddie disappeared before turning to Sam. "What was that about? Are you guys fighting?"

"Um...yeah," Sam mumbled.

"Well what happened?" Carly asked.

"I-It's nothing," Sam said quickly.

"It didn't seem like nothing," Carly said. "Come on, tell me, maybe I can help."

"Er, no, I-I don't think that's such a good idea," Sam said lamely.

"Sam," Carly sighed. "I'm your best friend. I'm not going to judge you or make you feel bad about anything that happened between you and Freddie. I just want to-"

"I can't tell you!" Sam exclaimed.

"What are you talking about? Sure you can," Carly said. "Just-"

"No, I mean I really can't tell you," Sam said. "I-I don't know what we're fighting about!"

"Huh?" Carly said. "How can you not know what you're fighting about?"

"I don't know!" Sam moaned. "We were talking online last night and we started fighting about something and then I went to bed and when I woke up I couldn't even remember what it was that we had been arguing about!"

"Oh my God..." Carly said, shaking her head. "You forgot an argument?"

"Yeah, I know!" Sam said. "I've been trying to figure out all morning what I'm supposed to be mad at him for!"

"You could ask him," Carly suggested.
"Pfft, sure Carls, let me just go ask my boyfriend why I'm mad at him," Sam said, rolling her eyes. "He wouldn't use that as prime mocking material."

"Well Sam, if you forgot what you two were fighting about, it probably wasn't that big of a deal to begin with," Carly said. "So why don't you just go apologize for whatever it is that happened so you guys can move on and-"