iDon'tHateYou

iFindOutASecret

Carly POV

I was watching a commercial that we made for The Sack.

When it finished, Sam said, "All right."

"Now, lately at iCarly, we've been thinkin' about..." I started.

"See, kids don't eat enough vegetables these days," Sam finished. 

"So we're gonna set a good example. Watch this," I said. We both took a bite out of a vegetable.

"Ow," Sam said. 

"What's wrong?" I asked. 

"I don't know," Sam replied. She stuck her fingers inside of her mouth and pulled out a tooth. 

"Oh my God, you lost a tooth!" I exclaimed. 

"See what you get for eatin' vegetables?" said Sam.

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After the show, Freddie and I were watching Sam eat corn.

"Ow, ow. Ah..." 

"Stop that," I said. 

"Come on, I'm hungry," Sam complained. 

"But you just had a tooth fall out," I said. 

"You can't be eating corn on the cob," said Freddie. 

"Ah, what's the big chiz?" Sam asked. "It's normal for teeth to fall out." 

"Yeah, when you're five," I said. 

"Or ninety," Freddie continued. 

"How long has it been since you went to a dentist?" I asked. 

"I don't know, two..." Sam said. "Twelve years." 

"What?" I exclaimed. 

"Years?" Freddie asked.

"You're supposed to go every six months," I argued.

"Yeah, I'll add that to my list of things that'll never happen. Ow."

Then Spencer walked up to us.

"Hey, you guys, which one of these shirts do you think I should wear tomorrow?" He asked. 

"To where?" I said. 

"Prison," Spencer replied like it was no big deal. 

"Prison?" Freddie asked. 

"Oh my God, what did you download?" I asked. 

"Nothing," Spencer paused. "Yeah, nothing. That's not why I'm going to prison." 

"Then why?" Freddie asked. 

"To teach art," Spencer answered. "I volunteered for this program where people help prisoners learn valuable skills so when they get out, they won't have to go back to a life of crime." 

"Sure," Sam said, walking up to where I was. "Why would a dude Rob a bank when he can build a robot out of soda bottles?" 

"Hey, is she eating my corn?" Spencer asked. "That was the last piece of corn." 

"No, she's not," I said while taking the corn away from Sam and giving it to Spencer. "But she is going to see a dentist." 

"Hey, what's on this corn, barbecue sauce?" Spencer asked. 

"Sam's blood," Freddie answered which caused Spencer to fling the corn on the floor.

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