iHypothermia: An iCarly Winter Story (SEDDIE/CIBBY!!!)
Sam and Freddie make it to Carly's apartment, suffering from frostbite and hypothermia mostly from the winter storm. Seddie and Cibby!
I came up with this idea and I have dreamed about it so...hope you like it iCarly fans! I got the inspiration from The Day After Tomorrow.
This is gonna be a multi-chapter story. Maybe drabbles, depending on your feedback.
"Where ARE they?" said a worried Carly, pacing back in forth in front of the couch in her warm apartment. She and Gibby were waiting on Freddie to pick up Sam so they'd all be together before the storm gets worse. Spencer was up in his room, watching the news-surprisingly for him.
Gibby, who was sitting down on the couch, watching her pace back and forth, tried-once again-to calm her down.
"Don't worry, they'll be here soon," he said.
"Gibby, it's been at least an hour, and it's gotten worse out there," said Carly hotly. "You've been telling me that things are gonna be okay, when it's not! I'm freaking out right now!"
Gibby swallowed. Carly saw the hurt look on his face.
"Oh, Gibby, I'm sorry," she said gently now. "I'm just worried that-"
"I know, I know," said Gibby.
"You're not offended?"
Gibby smiled at her. "Uh, Gibbaaaaaay."
Carly managed to laugh.
The door swung open. Stumbling in were none other than Sam and Freddie, with snow and ice in their hair and on their coats, shivering like mad.
"Oh my God!" said Carly as she stared at them in disbelief.
"C-Carly-" Freddie managed, extending his arms out, walking a little towards her. "P-P-Please h-h-h-hug m-me-"
Carly rushed forward, ripping off his wet coat-revealing his gray sweater, and she wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tightly and snugly.
"Sam, go hug Gibby, you'll get warm," Carly instructed.
"I-I-I'd r-r-rather s-stick f-f-f-f-forks in m-my e-ears-" Sam stammered.
"Just do it!"
Sam sighed shakily and took off her coat and stumbled towards Gibby, who wrapped his arms around her. Sam hugged him back reluctantly-mostly aiming to try to crush his bones.
Sam and Freddie looked at each other over Gibby and Carly's shoulders, wishing that their friends had switched places with them.
Freddie had gotten warm fast. First, Carly's skin felt hot against his. His cold fingers touched the small of her back that was a little exposed, making her shiver, but she didn't pull away. He buried his face in her shoulder so his lips could warm up.
Her skin was like magic, and he was only shivering slightly when he was almost back to normal again.
Spencer came in.
"Spencer, go make some hot chocolate," Carly ordered.
"Kay-kay." Spencer jogged in the kitchen and started to work quickly.
As Freddie's shivering slowed down to a minimum, Carly released him.
"I'll go get some blankets," said Carly. "Freddie, you're warmed up enough, you should help Sam."
"I'll go with you," said Gibby, and he and Carly headed upstairs to Carly's room.
Sam, who was still shivering like crazy, looked like she was about to collapse.
"C'mere, Sam," said Freddie, and he darted over to where she stood, and they hugged each other gratefully. Freddie shivered once, almost violently, when Sam's fingers slipped up his sweater and shirt, and clung greedily to his bare, muscular backside. His skin was warm, making her fingers slowly return to normal temperature.
The warm climate in the Shay apartment helped as well. Soon enough, Sam was just about warm. Though her blue lips still felt numb.
So Freddie pressed his now-warm lips against hers, and she kissed him back as if life depended on it.
Carly and Gibby came down with two blankets and they gave one to Sam and Freddie, whom took it and curled up together on the couch. Carly sat down next to Sam and she patted the empty spot next to her for Gibby to sit down with the blanket.
Freddie turned on the TV and put on The Real World: San Diego on MTV. Gibby sat down next to Carly.
The couch was a little cold.
Carly shivered a little, wrapping the second blanket around them, and she leaned into his side.
"La chocola-tay es readay!" Spencer announced after a few minutes. He walked over and handed the teens their hot chocolate as he said, "One for Gibbaay, one for little sis, one for Sam, y one for Fredday."
"Thank you," the four teens said at different speeds.
"I will be upstairs," said Spencer, heading towards his room.
"Don't play with the toilet water!" Carly called after him.
"Don't judge me!"
His little sister smiled.
Gibby, who was sitting down on the couch, watching her pace back and forth, tried-once again-to calm her down.
"Don't worry, they'll be here soon," he said.
"Gibby, it's been at least an hour, and it's gotten worse out there," said Carly hotly. "You've been telling me that things are gonna be okay, when it's not! I'm freaking out right now!"
Gibby swallowed. Carly saw the hurt look on his face.
"Oh, Gibby, I'm sorry," she said gently now. "I'm just worried that-"
"I know, I know," said Gibby.
"You're not offended?"
Gibby smiled at her. "Uh, Gibbaaaaaay."
Carly managed to laugh.
The door swung open. Stumbling in were none other than Sam and Freddie, with snow and ice in their hair and on their coats, shivering like mad.
"Oh my God!" said Carly as she stared at them in disbelief.
"C-Carly-" Freddie managed, extending his arms out, walking a little towards her. "P-P-Please h-h-h-hug m-me-"
Carly rushed forward, ripping off his wet coat-revealing his gray sweater, and she wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tightly and snugly.
"Sam, go hug Gibby, you'll get warm," Carly instructed.
"I-I-I'd r-r-rather s-stick f-f-f-f-forks in m-my e-ears-" Sam stammered.
"Just do it!"
Sam sighed shakily and took off her coat and stumbled towards Gibby, who wrapped his arms around her. Sam hugged him back reluctantly-mostly aiming to try to crush his bones.
Sam and Freddie looked at each other over Gibby and Carly's shoulders, wishing that their friends had switched places with them.
Freddie had gotten warm fast. First, Carly's skin felt hot against his. His cold fingers touched the small of her back that was a little exposed, making her shiver, but she didn't pull away. He buried his face in her shoulder so his lips could warm up.
Her skin was like magic, and he was only shivering slightly when he was almost back to normal again.
Spencer came in.
"Spencer, go make some hot chocolate," Carly ordered.
"Kay-kay." Spencer jogged in the kitchen and started to work quickly.
As Freddie's shivering slowed down to a minimum, Carly released him.
"I'll go get some blankets," said Carly. "Freddie, you're warmed up enough, you should help Sam."
"I'll go with you," said Gibby, and he and Carly headed upstairs to Carly's room.
Sam, who was still shivering like crazy, looked like she was about to collapse.
"C'mere, Sam," said Freddie, and he darted over to where she stood, and they hugged each other gratefully. Freddie shivered once, almost violently, when Sam's fingers slipped up his sweater and shirt, and clung greedily to his bare, muscular backside. His skin was warm, making her fingers slowly return to normal temperature.
The warm climate in the Shay apartment helped as well. Soon enough, Sam was just about warm. Though her blue lips still felt numb.
So Freddie pressed his now-warm lips against hers, and she kissed him back as if life depended on it.
Carly and Gibby came down with two blankets and they gave one to Sam and Freddie, whom took it and curled up together on the couch. Carly sat down next to Sam and she patted the empty spot next to her for Gibby to sit down with the blanket.
Freddie turned on the TV and put on The Real World: San Diego on MTV. Gibby sat down next to Carly.
The couch was a little cold.
Carly shivered a little, wrapping the second blanket around them, and she leaned into his side.
"La chocola-tay es readay!" Spencer announced after a few minutes. He walked over and handed the teens their hot chocolate as he said, "One for Gibbaay, one for little sis, one for Sam, y one for Fredday."
"Thank you," the four teens said at different speeds.
"I will be upstairs," said Spencer, heading towards his room.
"Don't play with the toilet water!" Carly called after him.
"Don't judge me!"
His little sister smiled.
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