iThought Fanfics Weren't Real

Hey guys! Another fanfic for you to digest. Boy, I'm getting suckish in writing...

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Sam Puckett normally didn't go and surf the Internet, unless she was going to check out the Plain White T's website updates, make a new blog post or bully some Internet people and still get away from trouble. No. Sam Puckett was almost perfectly detached from the Internet, but she knew her way around computers. She knew how to operate various computer-related stuff (which surprised her quite a bit, since Sam isn't the tech nerd) and she knew how to use Photodoc, make some videos of Freddie looking ugly, and everything else that was related to the computer.

But today was a weird day. How can it not be weird? Miss Briggs was handing out turkey bacon to the class, the kids she bullied actually allowed her to bully them, and Sam felt like going online for no big reason.
As she browsed the search results regarding 'iCarly Sam Freddie Carly', a search result caught her eye.

"Sam x Freddie fanfics?" she muttered under her breath.

I know these things... these fanfics.... was the first thought that crossed her mind.

Out of curiosity, she clicked the link. The next page showed her a gazillion fanfictions about her and Freddie. Her first thought was 'ick', but she WAS Sam, and Sam is a really curious person, so she unconsciously clicked on one of the stories.

As she read on, Sam's mind got fuzzy, weird and she felt extremely confused. Finally, she got to the part where fanfic Sam and fanfic Freddie kiss, which was an impossible occurence, if Samantha Puckett was concerned. Sam realized that anything goes in fanfictions, and Sam wasn't really liking it that way. No, not really. The confused Sam had to make up her mind: did she like the fanfic, or did she despise it? It won't be a problem if she hated it and threw away the laptop since, anyway, it wasn't her laptop. It was Freddie's.

She decided to check out the other fanfics, until she made up her mind: I like these things...

"SAM!" Freddie shouted behind her. He saw Sam meddling with his laptop.

"STOP TOUCHING MY LAPTOP!" he demanded.

The screen was showing the fanfic, and Freddie, being Freddie, saw the sea of black text on a white background.

"What are you doing, Sam?" the nerd (as Sam liked to put it) asked her.

"I... umm.... yeah, you're right. I prolly should stop touching your stupid laptop."

She backed away and whispered, "I thought fanfics weren't real."

Freddie heard her, but decided not to ask. Fanfics? What fanfics?

He read the fanfic that was shown on the screen.

"Whoa."

He hated to admit it, but he liked the fanfics about him and Sam. He secretly did. And little did he know that Sam, who hated him and was ready to beat him up if her life (and her access to bacon) depended on it, liked it too. In fact, she liked it very much that remembering it only made her giggle and smile more. And despite this gradual discovery of how much she liked Freddie and how much Freddie liked her back, she kept insulting him like there was no tomorrow.

It won't last that long, though.

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See? I told you guys it was suckish. But hey, I'm losing inspiration!

Original Copy (exactly the same as this blogger version)