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1st Floor Rec Room, Friday Night - iCarly Webcast!

There had been a lot complicating the last few broadcasts of iCarly, so Freddie was more than happy to get things set up in the rec room. He had props at the ready, computer feeds were set, and he'd even gotten some pizzas from a large dude who was wearing a skirt to set out so he could lure in ~~poor schmucks~~ potential guests!

Of course, that was assuming that Sam didn't eat them all, first.

"Okay, good news," Carly said on the feed from Seattle. "We do have enough gravy for the thing with Gibby. Spencer didn't use it all."

"What was Spencer even doing with all that--" Freddie started.

"We will not speak of it," Carly interrupted.

Ah, the good old problems of iCarly.

[ooc: ~~Plz wait for OCD!~~ And we're open for fun! Anyone is welcome to join in.]

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Wherein people chat and mingle and prepare!

"Ohhhhhh," Sam said knowingly. "Was it like that thing with the goat?"

"There is nothing that ever happened with a goat!" Carly yelped from Seattle.

Freddie shook his head. "I really don't want to know. About either."

"Spoilsport," Sam grumped. "Ooo, pizza!"

"Don't eat it all," Freddie said quickly. "We need that to help... get guests for the show. Somehow."

He hadn't thought that all the way through, really.

"What, like people around here have some kind of magical pizza sense?"

Sam . . . wouldn't be surprised by that, actually.

"...They might," Freddie said, not admitting defeat. "Even if they are a little lukewarm. Maybe. I hope."

"Cold pizza's totally, like, a thing." Sam took a slice and shoved half of it into her mouth. "Hey, did you get this from that hero guy?"

"A hero of men in skirts, I guess," Freddie said. "He apparently didn't want all the leftovers himself. Something about not having a godly metabolism anymore. It was weird."

"Yeah, he's like that," Sam agreed. "He had us rescuing kittens, today. Apparently everyone was all depressed last weekend or something."

"Yeah, I guess it had something to do with how weird it was last week," Freddie said. "But seriously, kittens? You rescued kittens?"

"You didn't try to eat them, did you?" Carly asked from Seattle.

"No!" Sam scoffed. "I rescued them." By berating them until they were too angry to notice how high up they were. "I'm a great cat rescuer. Remember when I rescued that cat from those weird pet photography guys?"

Rescued, kidnapped, same difference.

"Technically that was a cat-napping," Freddie pointed out. "You rescued him from his life of pampered luxury."

"From two giant nubwads."

"Still not a rescuing," Freddie insisted. "Especially since we gave him back."

Sam groaned. "Whatever. I still totally rescued the cat in class today."

And then fought with it over a piece of pizza.

"How is this a real school again?" Carly asked.

"Just... don't worry about it," Freddie said. "Everybody ready for the show?"

Sam bounced and flailed her arms into the air. "I'm reeeeeheeeeeaday!"

And maybe an eensy bit hyper.

"...What was in that pizza?" Carly mused.

"Okay, okay, everybody get in your places, we'll be ready to start in five minutes," Freddie said.

A show that does not actually condone peeing on Carl.

One of them is Carly, one of them is Sam!

Sam was wearing a sombrero. Carly had on a fez. They both were wearing outrageous mustaches.

"I'm not eating pizza," said Carly.

"And I don't care!" said Sam.

"And welcome to iCarly!"

"The only web show entirely made out of plastic spives!"

"Spives?" asked Carly.

"You know, like a spork only knife-y."

"You frighten me sometimes."

"That's why you love me!"

Something weird, perhaps?

He's one of Carly's favorite flavors!

Hooray for guests!

Look, an adorable raccoon! Reaching for the shiny lights and buttons!

Someone might want to stop Kenzi from editing the broadcast for raccoon content.

Freddie looked around just in time to see the raccoon.

"What the?" he said, quickly switching to auxiliary camera. Which could show the raccoon.

"Heeeey there buddy," he said. "You don't want to do that..."

Ahahahaha. Oh Fredward. You're adorable.

Kenzi mugged for the camera, then hit the switches to start some music.

Because it was SAMBA TIME!

No, the word is not 'gravy'.

And that's all the time they had...

Pretty much as soon as Freddie said "Clear", Sam suddenly vanished with a faint *pop*.

In her place sat an angry looking honey badger, who immediately started cleaning her claws with her teeth. She was sitting in a pile of Sam's clothes, but she seemed rather unconcerned. In fact, one might say that the honey badger didn't give a shit.

"Please tell me you saw that," Freddie said to the Seattle bunch.

"See what?" Carly said, turning over to look.

"Awwww, come on," Freddie said. "You missed it?"

"Where'd Sam go?" Carly asked.

"Guerreros por Siempre!" Freddie said in frustration.

After Freddie says "And we're clear!", it was time to pack up the show and relax.

We're totally plan-free tonight, so anyone is welcome to join in the fun!

Also, I desperately want a watermelon margarita.

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1st Floor Rec Room, Friday Night - iCarly Webcast!

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iCarly!

Intro!

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And Now, Please Enjoy this Picture of...

And Now, A Moment of Gibby

Guest Star! (if one wanders in...)

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A Word From Our Spencer

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