HAY HAY!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!

HAY HAY!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!

Aw! Well you know what. I’m going to be bawling my eyes out when iCarly ends too. I’m really glad that we put smiles on your faces when iCarly isn’t on. We’re gonna try to work with what we can work with for awhile. But if you ever want to talk to us ooc you can talk to us privately! We love all of our fans very much.
:) /ooc
Chizz no! I’d be a loyal “bf”, but you know, it’s never going to happen! Sooo!
HAY HAY! Yeah I’m fine.. Why do you ask gray face?… Love ya!
I WOULD PUNCH THEM IN THE FACE! VIOLENCE IS SO NOT COOL!
It’s doing great! Still trying to hide it from Assistant Principal Howard. But Sam’s hot meat sandwiches are number 1 on the menu!!!

WEST COAST!! I’m gonna be on now to answer all of your iCarly questions when the new episode comes on in about 30 minutes! Get ready!
-ooc/ic Gib
I don’t know, I think we would just make island songs and cool dances!! :D
-Gib
Carly was rushing past Spencer with a bunch of balloons in her hands, and she saw his mouth open, “No!” She said quickly as she started tying the balloons on various items like stool legs, lamps and the TV remote.
“But why not—
“Because, I don’t want Sam’s entire party to be one huge barbeque…before she even gets here! Now, we have two hours before she’ll be over, so just…go play with your sock puppets until then!”
Paying no mind to Spencer’s pout, Carly stepped back to admire her work. Satisfied, the brunette checked her phone. Where was Freddie?? He was the one who said he’d take care of the set up in the studio. Things had to go perfectly, this was Sam’s 18th birthday for goodness sake! And considering all that was going on last year at this time, they didn’t really get to celebrate it as much.
Hopefully Sam wouldn’t even think to head over early; Carly was pretty sure her friend didn’t suspect anything, but the webshow host could only hope that Gibby would do his job of distracting Sam by any means necessary.
Carly looked at her phone again, but still saw no messages, “Ugh! Where is Freddie!?”
Sam had just gotten home from school and was searching for her keys in her backpack. With a frustrated sigh, she gave up and threw her backpack at the door, and to not really anyone’s surprise, the door gave away and opened up.
She was finally 18, but had no one to celebrate with. Melanie was off at boarding school, her mom was probably out (or even worse, staying in) with one of her temporary boyfriends, Carly was busy, Gibby was probably shirtless, and Freddie had some club thing or whatever.
At least Frothy was home to celebrate…right?
After a few minutes of searching, Sam groaned- even her cat had ditched her. Whatever, she wouldn’t dwell on it.
Logging onto her tumblr, she saw that she had a few birthday messages from the iCarly viewers and it made her smile. She spent a few minutes typing up some responses and lazily turned on the tv to fill the silence as she scrolled through her dashboard.
Wait- what was Carly doing on Tumblr?!? Sam thought that Carly was busy with school and that’s why she couldn’t hang out. Maybe she just forgot- wait no, that wasn’t it either..because Carly had wished her a happy birthday multiple times that day.
Something was going on… pulling out her Pearphone she called the only person who would tell her the truth.
“Gibbs- what’s going on?”
Sam’s 18th birthday, wow what a big day. Gibby was at home, prepping to show up at Sam’s house to take her to the Shay house. He was just getting Guppy ready to drop him off at the babysitters while his Mom was at work doing something.
Gibby was so excited for this day- he just didn’t want to blow it. He was looking at his pearphone when a text came in from Sam. “Gibbs- what’s going on?” it read. Gibby sighed and kind of got nervous with a reply back. “Huh?” Gibbs thought that sounded good enough.
He strolled over to Sam’s place knocking on her door waiting for her to answer, he waited until she opened the door in which she did, Gibby was very awkward, if you didn’t know, and when he’s under pressure he makes it more awkward.
“Hey Sam- so can I come in? I’m coming in.” Gibbs said with an awkward smile, making himself comfortable on her couch, sighing shortly.