iMakeover (an iCarly Story)

Epilogue

Freddie's POV

"Okay, okay, I think the viewers get it." Surprisingly, the one to pull us apart is none other than Jonah.

"What are you doing here?" Sam and I ask at the same time and I cringe. She reaches out fast as lightening and socks me one in the gut.

"Okay," I croak weakly. "Guess that isn't changing."

"Jonah, what are you doing here? And what are you wearing?" Sam asks, staring incredulously at his shirt. I look down and almost laugh out loud at the gigantic picture of my and Sam's faces in a heart. As it is I let out an amused snort. The shirt looks just like the ones that were being sold at Webicon. Jonah, who was previously wearing a disgruntled expression, now looks suspicious.

"Carly told me you said to come here for the punishment with the bet we had today. Was she lying?" He shoots a look to Carly and she gives is a pleading look behind his back.

"Oh, um, yes. Of course." I stutter and look to Sam to see if she knows what he's talking about but she seems to be just as mystified as me.

"So...." Jonah looks Sam up and down in the tight black laced up dress and grins. "Sexy. Are you sure you don't want to maybe try this dating thing again? I mean, what's Benson got that I don't? Besides uglyness and an insane mother." He chuckles to himself and I feel anger grow. I'm about to yell at him not to disrespect me or my mother, when Sam gets this crazy rage in her eyes. When I see that, I just politely step out of her way before I become a shredded, squished Freddie. Sam turns into a bulldozer when she gets those eyes. I'd stop her but....well, its Jonah, who is completely oblivious to Sam's growing anger. "And hey, Samantha babe, if you need any help unlacing that dress, I'd be happy to help." That's the last straw. I reach over unthinkingly to calm Sam down and twine my hand around hers, our fingers sliding together perfectly, despite her hand being so much smaller than my own. I feel her immediately relax and Jonah raises his eyebrows.

Sam finally takes a deep breathe and smiles at the delinquent.

"Thanks for the offer but I think I'll let the one who laced me up undo it for me," she says, smiling evilly up at me."

"Who?" Jonah asks.

"Freddie." Sam says it like its the most obvious thing in the world. Jonah's eyes widen in surprise but only for a second.

"I knew it," he mutters, almost more to himself than to us. I don't say anything. I know he's only trying to rile us up.

"Knew what?" Of course Sam can't leave well enough alone.

"Knew you had a thing for Benson! He was practically all you talked about for our entire relationship, and I know we were only together like a week but still! I found out more shit about him than I ever did about you.
"And maybe it's for the better; the bully and the nerd classic love story. Adorable." He grimaces, his words obviously layered thickly with sarcasm, and looks away, while Sam is seething. I look to Carly and nod, telling her with my eyes to stop Sam from getting arrested again.

"I think it's time to finish this little deal once and for all." Carly nods back with an evil grin and hands Sam a hook while Jonah is distracted. It's immediately obvious that Carly is planning to make history repeat itself.

Sam grabs the top of the unsuspecting boy's underpants and clips them. Jonah, realizing what's going on, yelps in fear.

"Wait, no Sam! Baby, I've changed! Please don't do this, I had to go to therapy, physical and mental, to reverse the trauma and damage you did last time. Anything else. Please, I beg of you!" Jonah stares at us desperately and I think we all feel a little bit of guilt.