"Sam, are we really going to be doing iCarly for the rest of our lives?" Carly asked almost a week after our last iCarly. We were at the Groovy Smoothies, waiting for Freddie. He called us saying that he had something important to show us, and we were expecting him any minute.
"Yes! Why not?" I exclaimed.
"Well, it's been ten years, and..." Carly started thinking about it when T-Bo came up to us.
"Want to buy a pickle?" T-Bo asked, holding a stick of pickles in between us.
"No," I answered.
"Please, just leave," Carly responded. T-Bo shrugged and walked away. Suddenly, two hands covered my eyes.
"Did anyone miss a certain tech-producer?" Freddie asked. He pulled his hands away and I turned to face him. His hair was brown, short, and fluffy again. He was wearing his red "Purple Jerk" penny T-shirt and jeans. He didn't have make-up on either. It was the real Freddie Benson.
"Oh, my god!" Carly said. She got up and hugged Freddie. I looked down sheepishly at my meat smoothie and started drinking it slowly.
"Uh, Sam? Are you alright with this?" Freddie asked as he and Carly stopped hugging.
"Yeah," I muttered. "It's just..."
"I really missed you, Fredweird," I teased, smiling. He grinned, and I stood up to give him a hug. He put his hands on my waist and began to kiss me instead. I placed my hands on his shoulders and kissed him back.
"Seddie!" someone yelled. Everyone around us began clapping. But that didn't stop us. This moment was too perfect to ruin. It was as if there was nothing left in the universe that could break us up anymore.
Everything was perfect again.