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iCarly: Inseparable
Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Group Sex, Author: LouiseFairfax, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
things in life than Halloween." Sam remarked wistfully. Then she suddenly changed tune when Carly and Freddie continued staring at her anxiously. "Like me not getting 10 decent meals a day. Which reminds me: there are some barbeque ribs downstairs in the refrigerator with my name on 'em. Don't wait up." And with a mock salute, Sam skipped out of the iCarly and down the stairs. Both Carly and Freddie watched her go before turning to face each other. "What was that all about?" Freddie questioned wondering. "I have no idea." Carly confessed truthfully. * * * Long after Sam had gone home, Carly and Freddie were still in the iCarly studio. Only this time, they were curled up together on one of the squishy futons, Carly sitting snugly in Freddie's lap. "Come on, Freddie. Tell me." Carly begged, her hands wrapped around Freddie's neck. "No, it's a surprise, Carly." Freddie reasoned lightly, smirking at the way her dimples showed when she was trying to be serious. "But I have to know what costume you're wearing to the Halloween party! What if we don't match?" Carly whined dramatically. "Don't worry, we will." Freddie replied simply, giving her waist a reassuring squeeze. "Now why don't you tell me what you're really worried about?" he asked shrewdly. Carly wrinkled her nose in concentration before responding. "Don't get mad, ok? It's just that… I'm scared that you'll wear a 'Galaxy Wars' costume to the party ... that's not really…" Carly trailed off hesitantly. "Cool?" Freddie asked with a small smile. Carly bit her bottom lip and nodded weakly. Freddie laughed boisterously before leaning in and kissing Carly's cheek affectionately. "Thanks for being honest with me." He answered gently. "You mean, you're not mad?" Carly asked in awe, staring in confusion at her boyfriend's perfectly serene expression. "Of course not. Because I have a great idea for a 'Galaxy Wars' costume." Freddie declared confidently. "You're not gonna dress up as 'Nug-Nug', are ya?" Carly asked wearily. "No. I'm wearing something cooler than Nug-Nug's costume." Freddie remarked in a nonplussed tone. "Freddie, there's very little that's cool about 'Galaxy Wars'." Carly pointed out dryly. "You really think so?" Freddie asked anxiously. "Uh huh." Carly offered with a small smile. "Really? Would you still feel that way if I… tickled you?" Freddie questioned coyly. Before Carly could stop him, Freddie slipped his hands underneath her T-shirt and began tickling her stomach and sides. Carly was trying to fend off his assault as best as she could, big rolls of tears pouring out of her eyes. "Freddie, stop!" she pleaded hoarsely while laughing her head off. "Do you surrender?" Freddie questioned slyly, keeping a firm grip on Carly's waist so she didn't fall onto the wooden floor. "Freddie!" "Carly!" "Ok, I ...