Chapter Four

When Mr. Shay and Spencer got back from 'The Groovy Smoothie', Carly, Sam, and Freddie were in their 'places' for the big plan.

"Hey dad!" Carly said as her father walked into her and Spencer's apartment. "Hello again Carly. I forgot to ask, what are your friends names?" He asked Carly.

"This is Sam. And this is Freddie. Like I told you before."

"Well, hello again Fred. And hello Samantha." Mr. Shay said, shaking Sam's hand.

"I prefer Sam. That's what I've been called forever." Sam said, now deep in her thoughts. Mr. Shay turned to Freddie, and shook his hand again.

"Sir, my full name is Fredward." He told Mr. Shay.

Sam stifled a giggle.

"That's… not weird. Not at all." Carly's father said, rubbing his head like he had a headache.

"So… dad. Have you seen any of our web casts?" Carly asked her father, already knowing the answer.

"No! I think it would be excellent for me to see those. Let me see your most recent one." Mr. Shay said.

"Sure dad." Carly said. She clicked the mouse, and the computer hummed and rang. She typed something in, and the screen flashed. The web show's website was now on the screen. Carly clicked on 'Vid's' and then clicked the first one she saw. The web show started, and Carly sat back and relaxed.

"Wow! That was great!" Mr. Shay exclaimed. The web show had just finished, and Mr. Shay couldn't stop saying how great it was.

"We're just working on our new script. Let me get a copy for you, sir." Freddie said, jumping up from his chair. Time to put the plan into action.

As Freddie ran to the stairs, he 'tripped' and fell. "Ow!" He yelped. Loudly.

"Oh! Freddie!" Carly said, rushing to help.

She helped him up. "Are you okay?" She asked her 'boyfriend'. "No. I can't feel my right leg!" He yelled. He's a good actor. Carly thought. "Can you move it at all?" She asked him. He faked moving it, and yelped again. "No!" He whined.

"He has to get to the hospital!" Sam said. Any iCarly viewer watching this right now would know it was fake, because of course Sam didn't care.

"You're right. Spencer, call an ambulance." Carly said. Spencer dialed the number quickly, not knowing it was fake.

"HELP. WE NEED HELP. A KID FRIGGEN BROKE HIS LEG. HELP." Spencer shouted into the phone. "What's taking so long?" Carly asked as Freddie let out another gasp in mock pain.

"WELL I'M SORRY, BUT THE PERSON RUNNING THE PHONE LINE IS FRIGGEN SPANISH. NO SIR, I DON'T WANT A TACO WITH THAT." Spencer anxiously shouted into the phone. Finally, he hung up. "I'm getting a new operator." He said.

"HELP! PLEASE! WE THINK A KID BROKE HIS LEG." Spencer told the phone. Then, he slammed it down. "Finally! An English operator!" He said, skulking off.

"Where are you going?" Carly said. She needed her brothers help with the scheme to make sure it worked.

"I have had enough with hospitals and police." He said. And with that, he left the room.

When the ambulance dropped Freddie, Sam, Carly, and Mr. Shay off at the hospital, Carly dragged Mr. Shay out of the room. "Freddie needs space." She muttered as she pulled his arm along with her.

"What about your other friend?" Mr. Shay complained. He wanted to see if Freddie was going to be all right.

"I needed you out so we could talk."

On the other side of the hospital door, Sam was talking to the doctor. Her name was Dr. Williams.

"Dr. Williams, I have to tell you the truth. You're lucky, 'cuz I NEVER tell the truth. Freddie didn't really break his leg. But we need your help." She told the doctor.

"Why? With what?" Dr. Williams asked Sam.

"Okay, so my friend Carly-,"

The doctor interrupted Sam. "I know Carly. She's from that web show, iCarly. Anyways…" She said.

"Anyways, her dad came back from the army-," Dr. Williams gasped. "And he wants to take her to Yakima. To live him and his father. And nobody wants that to happen. So, we're trying to stop it. We were thinking if we pretended that Freddie was Carly's boyfriend, and if we got him hurt, Mr. Shay would feel bad enough to let Carly stay here. So, all we need you to do is lie to Mr. Shay. Tell him that Freddie broke his leg, and put him in a cast. That's all we need."

"Get an autographed picture of the cast saying 'To Nina Love the iCarly Cast and Crew,' and you can have whatever you want." The doctor said greedily.

"Sure. For you?" Sam said nosily.

"Maybe…" She muttered, walking out the door to call Carly and Mr. Shay in.

"Yes sir, I'm afraid it's true. Freddie has broken his leg." Dr. Williams told Mr. Shay. He moaned.

"Oh, no! This can't be true! No, no, no!" He said, obviously very upset.

"What's wrong dad?" Carly asked her father.

"We might get sued!" He whispered to his daughter.

"Dad! He's my boyfriend! And now, on top of all this, I have to move and never see him again." Carly said, sad.

"Carly. Maybe we can postpone the move for a few days. You're welcome." He said gruffly.

"Thank you dad!" Carly said, hugging her dad. But inside, she was boiling mad. Steaming.