


iMean

by The Writer Triumphant



Category: iCarly
Genre: Friendship, Romance
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2009-01-15
Updated: 2009-02-14
Packaged: 2013-07-27 14:23:39
Rating: T
Chapters: 2
Words: 451
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4793760/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/469506/The-Writer-Triumphant
Summary: Ah, Miss Puckett, if only you cared that flowers had meanings. Hinted Seddie two part Valentine drabble. 2nd POV.





	1. tulip

**Notes:** Too early for a Valentine's fic? I was bored the other night and started looking up the meanings of flowers. There are about a hunred and some odd number webpages and even more books that list meanings, so I tried to choose two that I thought might be universal.

Usual disclaimer applies: Dan Schneider owns it.

**iMean**

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You're ready for the usual display: the tech nerd falling over his shoes, – when did he get taller, anyway? – running hands nervously through his hair before muttering something undeniably cheesy – and the voice? When did _that_ happen? – and shoving some kind of gift under the adorable and completely unwilling nose of your best friend.

But not this year.

The hobbledehoy walks in with flowers. He's grin/smirking unabashedly at your expression. There's a little bouquet in each hand, and he holds one out to each of you with a simple "Happy Valentine's Day".  
Lilacs for Carly. The soft purple has a sweetening effect on her complexion when she holds them up to inhale the perfume scent.  
Yellow tulips for you. They clash horribly with your hair and have an odd texture.  
"Gee, thanks, Benson," you mutter, holding them as though they could be infested with worms. They probably are.  
He chuckles lightly. "Ah, if only you cared that flowers have meanings, Puckett," he replies too smoothly.


	2. blackeyed susan

**Notes:** Valentine's Day makes me feel cynical. I woke up this morning and listened to "You Oughta Know" by Alanis Morissete practically the whole day. But in the back of my mind I thought about the meanings of flowers. 2nd POV from Carly.

Usual disclaimer applies: Dan Schneider owns it.

**iMean

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February 15th. You're sitting on the couch, flipping through ideas for the next webcast. Your best friend is sitting on a barstool, surfing the internet with what you eventually realize is actual concentration. Sam Puckett doesn't even concentrate that hard on food.

"What are you doing?"

"Research," she replies shortly, as though scoffing at the word.

"...oh?" you prompt.

"Meanings of flowers," she continues.

The lilacs Freddie gave you are sitting in a small glass vase on the kitchen table. "I want to find out if there's a flower for 'You're a nerd, but I like you anyway, so try harder'," she finishes, clicking angrily at a link.

You grin a little. "Black-eyed Susans are for 'encouragement'," you suggest lightly. "Close enough?" She grunts, but a minute later she's hopping off the barstool, muttering something about wanting ham. She has that smug expression tugging at her lips, the one she wears when she's about to pull a prank. But it's softer, somehow.


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