iMistletoe

A/N: A little cliche drabble of Seddieness for the holidays. So grab some hot cocoa and enjoy my pointless and fluffy story :D

"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" Carly and Sam yelled, jumping from out behind the couch at Spencer.

"ARGH!" he yelled, falling flatly on his back.

Carly and Sam giggled before helping him up. "I'm here, what did I miss?" Freddie said in a rush as he hurried into Carly's apartment.

"Who invited the freak?" Sam asked, looking at Freddie with disgust.

"I don't know, why are you here?" Freddie smugly replied.

"Carly, cause she likes me more," Sam said smoothly.

"Least I'm not a child-delinquent!" Freddie shouted at her.

"Least I don't sleep with a night light."

"ALRIGHT! GUYS!" Carly yelled at her two fighting friends.

They stopped fighting and just stood there, glaring at each other.

"Listen, Sam, Freddie, it's Christmas Eve, and you guys are fighting? Can you guys be nice just for tonight?" Carly pleaded.

"Fine," Sam said grudgingly.

"Whatever," Freddie replied.

So as the night went on, the friends got weary.

"I'm gonna blow this joint," Sam announced.

"Bye Sam," Carly said, "Merry Christmas."

"I think I'm gonna leave too," Freddie said, yawning loudly.

The two headed out the door. "WAIT!" Carly yelled.

"What?!" they said, shocked.

Carly began to giggle relentlessly, until it became shouts of mirth and laughter (A/N: Yes mirth, I can be cheese :D) "What?" the two asked impatiently, completely unaware of the mistletoe above their head.

"Mistle......toe," Carly gasped out between breaths.

The two looked up in horror, then at eachother. They began to protest immediately.

"But I can't kiss the dork-"

"Sam has cooties-"

"Cooties? Freddie?" Carly asked, a look of disbelief.

"IT EXISTS! OKAY!" Freddie yelled.

"Whatever Fredward, you have to kiss Sam cause I won't let you leave until then," Carly said firmly, walking to the only exit, standing there with her arms folded across her chest.

Freddie sighed. "Why do I have to do this?" he asked.

"What, so are you implying I'm a bad kisser?" she asked sharply.

"No, I-um, well, you see."

"I get it, you'd rather it was Carly here instead," Sam said briskly, standing there, with her back turned to Freddie.

"Sam, I-" Freddie started, but instead, he just turned her around and did the incredible.

He kissed Sam Puckett.

Right on the lips.

As they broke apart, Carly said. "Okay, guys you can lea-"

There they were, making out under Carly's doorframe. "Oh great," Carly muttered, trying to walk around the kissing couple.

As they stopped making out, Carly ran right between them. "So, Merry Chrtistmas Sam," Freddie said as a deep red blush crept up on his face.

"Merry Christmas to you too dork," Sam replied.

So, it was unanimous, this was the best Christmas to date.

A/N: So, that was fluffy drabble, R/R please and a Merry Christmas to all!