iLove Switzerland, an iCarly fanfic

Thanks for the idea, Dimitri. Even though I know nothing about skiing, I'm not gonna do mountain climbing because it sounds weird, and I just can't imagine the iCarly gang climbing a mountain.

Starts off about a week after iKiss, and it's mostly Freddie's POV. Enjoy!

"Omigod, I am so excited! I can't believe Principal Franklin scraped together enough money to take us on a class trip to the SWISS ALPS!"

Carly was bubbly with excitement, and admittedly, so was I. But I wasn't so sure whether it was the good kind of excitement. Last week, Sam and I shared our first kiss, but I wasn't so sure where our relationship stood.

We had just come off the airplane, and were riding one of those motorcoaches to the ski resort. Sam was sitting next to Carly, and I was sitting behind them. Sam was a little grumpy due to jetlag, but it wasn't as bad as some of her other, incredibly scary, bad moods.

"Yeah, Ol' Teddy really came through this time! And we get stay in the deluxe cabins, too! Room service and all-you-can-eat HAM! Can you say SA-WEET?!" Of course Sam would prefer ham to being in an ENTIRELY DIFFERENT COUNTRY on the other side of the world. She's just that kind of person.

"I know! And all that snow, too! I can't believe--" I began.

"Shut up, ya pansy-ass-nub." Pansy-ass-nub. That was a new one. Ever since that kiss, Sam kept coming up with new ways to insult me or cause bodily harm.

"Can you let me speak, just for once?"

She gave me a death glare and turned up her PearPod.

"It's okay, Freddie. It's just jetlag. She'll be back to her old, slightly less violent and selfish, self in no time. She just needs some ham, FatCakes, and sleep," Carly said.

"Ah, yes. Her three favorite things."

Carly giggled and playfully swatted my arm. "Shhh! She'll hear you."

"No, she won't. She's fast asleep." Sure enough, Sam was snoring loudly, causing the whole half of the bus that wasn't asleep to cover their ears.

"Whatever. I'm gonna try to get some sleep. Night, Freddie."

"Night, Carls. Dream of me!"

"Freddie!"

"I know, I know..."

She rolled her hat into a pillow, put it under her head, and closed her eyes. I watched them sleep for a while, then lowered the volume on my PearPod and fell asleep.

*****

"Sam?"

"Freddie! Help me!"

She's falling! I can't reach her!

Carly appears beside me.

"Carly! Help me reach Sam! She's falling off the platform!"

Carly suddenly steps backward off the edge of the platform and holds onto the edge.

"Choose Freddie. You must choose." The voice seems to be coming from everywhere.

The platform suddenly starts shaking, and I make my choice.

"Sam? Sam! Sam, I'm coming! I won't leave you! Sam?!" Sam disappeared

Carly stared at me with a saddened look on her face and let go of the platform.

"Carly?" I whisper. I collapse in the middle of the platform, exhausted.

The platform starts shaking, and the world starts to crumble.

I open my eyes.

*****

Sam was violently shaking me awake with an odd half smile on her face.

"Wake up, Freddork! We're here!"

Carly was already off the bus, getting her luggage, so she must have told Sam to wake me up.

I called my mom to tell her we'd arrived, then gathered my carry-ons and got out of the bus.

"I can't wait to see our cabin!" Carly said, appearing beside me with bags of luggage.

A porter wheeled me my suitcase.

"Yeah, I bet their awesome!" Sam came up behind us. "By the way, Freddork, most pepole consider it creepy when you talk about them in your sleep." Sam smirked.

Crap. I blushed a deep shade of red. "Shut up, Sam. You snore like a pig, and drool like a dog in a meatlocker."

If looks could kill, I would have died in a fiery explosion of hatred and gore.

"Um, guys? Let's go get our cabin assignments from Mr. Martin, okay?" If Carly hadn't said that, Sam might've strangled me.

"Yeah... Let's go..." she said, still glaring at me. She growled at me, then turned around and followed Carly, who was pulling her by the wrist.

I walked over to Jeremy to avoid Sam. Death by Sam was not on my agenda for this trip.

"Okay, Carly, you're rooming with Valerie," Mr. Martin said. He was standing on the steps of the motorcoach, doling out room assignments.

Valerie and Carly squealed. Valerie was quickly becoming one of closest friends. She was really apologetic after we found out she was using me, and she quickly regained our trust.

"One cabin left, but there's an odd number of boys and girls, and not enough room for threesies. So..." he swallowed. He looked like he was a dead man saying his last words. If he says what I think he's gonna, he is.

He braced himself. "Freddie's gonna room with Sam." He ran inside the bus just as Sam lunged at the door.

"I'M GONNA MUTHAFUCKIN' KILL YOU, BASTARD!!!!!!"

I just stood there, frozen, with my jaw dropped down to my ankles, while Sam violently attacked our history teacher in the bus.

"Dear Lord. Here we go," Carly said.

My friend gave me this idea, and I wrote the first chapter, all in one day! Big thanks to all the writers on FanFiction who inspire me with every word they write. I love reading all these stories, and they challenge me to make a story nearly half as good.

Is convinced that FanFiction us good for your soul,

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