


Happy (Late) April Fools, Freddie!

by nevergone4ever



Category: iCarly
Genre: Humor
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2013-04-02
Updated: 2013-04-02
Packaged: 2013-09-21 01:07:24
Rating: K
Chapters: 1
Words: 410
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9164495/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/4573757/nevergone4ever
Summary: Oneshot! Sam plays a little prank on Fredward for April Day.





	Happy (Late) April Fools, Freddie!

"Hey! Fredweirdo! Come over here! We need your help with something!" Sam Puckett called over to Freddie Benson, a handsome nerdy kind of guy.

"I'm not gonna take you to the webpage of hot guys."

"No! Something else! Follow Momma, follow Momma…."

"You think I'm stupid? I'm not gonna take down pics of your mom in her new blue bikini– OH MY GOD!" Freddie stared at the computer screen, mouth wide open and his eyes scrunched up into slits.

"Yeah, she looks pah-retty ugly," Sam said, looking at his expression.

"No, she looks hot!" Freddie giggled. GIGGLED?! Boys weren't supposed to giggle unless she gave them permission. She tackled Freddie, and soon he was on the floor gasping for breath.

"Say my mom's an ugly fool," Sam threatened, snarling at his face.

"N-No! CARLY! CARLY!" Freddie called anxiously.

"Freddie?"

"Say it!" Sam hissed, pushing him against the red swivel chairs lined up to Carly's counter.

"No! No! AAAAAK! CARLY, SHE'S GONNA KILL ME!"

Sam jabbed her nail in Freddie's temple. "AAAAH! She's an ugly idiot or fool or whatever! Don't hurt me!"

"Freddie! Carly appeared at the stairs, clad in a cherry-blossom printed robe, wet hair, and furry pink slippers.

"Carly, she broke a nail skinning me alive!" Freddie dashed to her. Sam smiled, pointing at the computer screen.

"Look closer. That's not my mom. That's a model from Wisconsin."

Freddie peered at the screen cautiously. "Hey, why is she brunette?!"

"What, Wisconsonians can't be brownies, either?" Carly teased him.

"Well, they can, but…" Freddie looked despairingly at Sam for help, any sort of help.

"My cousin Melena's a Wee-scon-seen native, you gonna say that she's not a brown head?" Sam shouted at him.

Freddie shrank back, then dashed past to Spencer's room. Carly's brother was on his bed, intently concentrating on something…

"Spence?" asked Freddie, almost embarrassed.

"Yeah-whoop?!"" Spencer blared out. Freddie crinkled his eyebrows up in distress.

"What the chizz are you doing?" questioned Freddie.

"I… uh… I'm training my grasshopper, Hoppy, to jump through a hoop."

"I'm leaving–" Freddie began to say, but Spencer interrupted.

"THE HOOP OF FIERY DEATH!"

Freddie raised an eyebrow slowly, then began backing away. "Have a nice day, Spencer…"

"No! Wait! It's awesome- ooh, Hoppy just did his karate pose!"

Freddie slammed the Shay's door shut and ran into his home, where he sat on his bed and slowly rocked back and forth until his mom called him for a flea spraydown.


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