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A iCARLY fan fiction for Seddie fans:
Sam leaned against the Carly’s dining table with a root beer in hand as she waited for Freddie to walk downstairs. When the dork finally came down Sam darted under the table. “Hello? Anyone here?” he called. He shrugged and said, “Guess not.” he went to the fridge and grabbed a fruit kabob. He gnawed on the pineapple when he heard someone snicker. “Who was that? Sam?” Sam snickered even louder and brought her paintball shooter up to her mouth and shot a yellow paintball at Freddie. Freddie screamed so loud that Carly ran downstairs yelling, “WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?” Freddie lifted the table cloth that had Sam hidden and grabbed his paintball shooter and shot her in the leg. “OW! YOU DORK!” she screamed sarcastically, through laughter.
You see, Freddie and Sam were having a war. Whoever could shoot each other the most in a week one a plasma TV. So far, Freddie: 19; Sam: 20. Carly wrote to more lines on the chalkboard: Freddie: 20; Sam: 21. Freddie shot Sam 3 more times before finishing off his kabob and heading upstairs. Carly clapped, “Woo! He is so going to beat you…” “Not even close Carles.” Carly smiled and put 3 more tally marks on Freddie’s side: Freddie: 23; Sam: 21.
A iCARLY fan fiction for Seddie fans:
Sam leaned against the Carly’s dining table with a root beer in hand as she waited for Freddie to walk downstairs. When the dork finally came down Sam darted under the table. “Hello? Anyone here?” he called. He shrugged and said, “Guess not.” he went to the fridge and grabbed a fruit kabob. He gnawed on the pineapple when he heard someone snicker. “Who was that? Sam?” Sam snickered even louder and brought her paintball shooter up to her mouth and shot a yellow paintball at Freddie. Freddie screamed so loud that Carly ran downstairs yelling, “WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?” Freddie lifted the table cloth that had Sam hidden and grabbed his paintball shooter and shot her in the leg. “OW! YOU DORK!” she screamed sarcastically, through laughter.
You see, Freddie and Sam were having a war. Whoever could shoot each other the most in a week one a plasma TV. So far, Freddie: 19; Sam: 20. Carly wrote to more lines on the chalkboard: Freddie: 20; Sam: 21. Freddie shot Sam 3 more times before finishing off his kabob and heading upstairs. Carly clapped, “Woo! He is so going to beat you…” “Not even close Carles.” Carly smiled and put 3 more tally marks on Freddie’s side: Freddie: 23; Sam: 21.
