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Frothy may be gone, but now two cute baby animals will fill empty spaces and make a grand arrival at a double party!

Date the story starts in: March 16th

Date the story ends: March 17th

Freddie's birthday is February and Sam's is April.

Sam's POV

I place flowers on the grave solemnly. He was a great cat. Well, to me anyway. Frothy, the three legged, half blind, half deaf ball of fury, hated everyone but me. He even hated Melanie. The cat was like another part of me that my father brought home out of nowhere. I loved him so much, maybe even more than meat. I trudge to Carly's, feeling really down.

"Hey Carls," I say, waltzing right into the apartment and falling on the couch.

"Hi!," She greets happily before adding,"you look sad what's wrong?"

"Frothy died," I inform her, looking down at my shoes.

"Oh I'm so sorry," She sighs hugging me.

We sit in silence for a moment.

"I have this good idea, and please hear me out," She blurts suddenly. I look at her suspiciously. This can't be good.

"Okay... what is it?" I ask carefully.

"Since our good friend Freddie was sick and couldn't have a party, I was thinking about throwing a bash for you both tomorrow," She suggests, her voice hopeful.

"That's absurd," I comment, rolling my eyes.

"Come on!" She exclaims.

"Ugh fine, but I'm not associating with any of his loser friends," I growl.

"You don't have to.. but you do have to try to be nice to him, and hang out with him and-" She smirks.

I raise my voice and start,"No I don't-" but I get cut off anyway.

"Yes you are! and you are getting him a gift!"

I groan. This sixteenth birthday party is not going to be sweet at all. I curl up and whine some more. I don't know what expression Carly is wearing, but I imagine it's something along the lines of a mother scolding a child.

"Have a heart, he's your friend!" She encourages.

"What the hell would I even get him?" I shout, sitting up and glaring.

"I don't know! You've never gotten him anything," She sighs,"At least get him a card or something."

Sam looks thoughtful for a second. She recalls a conversation Freddie had with his mom that she overheard. She snaps her fingers.

"I have an idea!" She shouts, before leaving. Carly raises her eyebrows with confusion.

Freddie's POV

I recently talked with Carly about having a double party to celebrate both Sam and I's birthdays since I was sick. I suppose it must be convenient in some way. Maybe she's just experimenting. More than likely she's trying to get Sam to be more well.. friendly to me. I shudder thinking about the people she might invite just to piss me off. I should bring my nerdiest friends to show that she can't just push me around like that. Especially Reuben.. apparently he's still obsessed with her.. I heard rumors of a shrine. A/N this is a foreshadow of a future chapter, hehe ;) There's a knock on my door. I go to it and Carly walks in.

"The idea is a go! Sam was reluctant, but I think I convinced her," She tells me excitedly.

"Great. I'm thrilled," I reply sarcastically.

Carly ignores me and speaks again,"Get her a present, and try to talk with her and stuff at the party."

"What what the fuck am I supposed to get her? Oh I know! Bacon. Or Ham," I suggest.

"Just think of something damn it! And it can't be food," She responds loudly, bordering on a shout.

"Food is Sam's life! Anyway, she sent me a bunch of mean texts earlier, What's her problem?" I inquire.

The texts were extremely awful and there was a lot of them. Something is obviously up. Usually I have to offend/upset Sam in some way to get flamed via text. Via. I don't know why she likes that word so much. She's a strange one. Carly is silent for a while and looks thoughtful.

"I don't think she'd want you to know but," Carly pauses, unsure, before answering sadly,"her cat died.. she loved him so much, maybe more than ham."

That was a shocker. More than ham? Pfft! Her cat never liked me, really. He did purr and sit on my lap while I fed him bacon. He was so much like Sam.. not such a good thing. He was so handicapped it was amazing the cat moved around.. though he mostly slept like his owner. That makes me really think. If I get Sam a cat, she'll surely love me forever and never be mean again. That would be pure bliss.. but also a little weird. I hope at least she's still a little aggressive. I kind of like it. I grab my coat and set off.

Carly follows after me and shouts down the hallway,"Where are you going?"

No one's POV

Sam walks into the large building and loud noises fill her ears. She walks over to the dog cages. Yep, she's going to get Freddie a dog. He's always wanted one. His mother refused, too protective of her overly clean house. Surely though, she can't turn the dog down if it's a present. If she does anyway, then Freddie can keep the dog at Carly's since he's there a lot anyway. Sam stops at a cute brown and white puppy wagging its tail, but not barking. (A/N there is a picture of the dog in my profile) One of the people that works there comes over.

"Would you like her? She's a little shy, but well behaved," the pet care-taker named Judy informs Sam.

"Yeah this one," Sam replies.

Judy opens the cage and reaches for the puppy. She shies away a little before coming back and sniffing the person's hand. They go to the reception and Sam pays for the puppy. She decides to name Freddie's present Ham, because she doesn't feel like thinking of a better one. Fredward can always change it anyway.

Shortly after Sam leaves, Freddie arrives. He walks right where the cats are. There are lots of them. He's not sure how he's going to choose. He is strolling down the hall by the cages when one catches his attention. The food is spread out everywhere and there doesn't seem to be a sign of a cat inside. He looks closer to realize the kitten is sitting back in the corner, a mean look in its eyes. (A/N picture also in my profile) It steps out and hisses. Freddie jumps back in surprise.

"You want him?" A chuckle comes from an employee who has come to stand behind Freddie. The teenage boy jumps again.

He looks thoughtfully at the ginger blue-eyed kitten as it picks off the rest of its food before replying,"Yeah I'll take him."

As the employee opens the cage the kitten takes a swing with his tiny claws and hisses again. The employee named Jack picks the kitten up, which bites the hands that hold his little body. Jack grits his teeth but keeps his cool. He shoves the kitten into a cage when they get up front and closes the door quickly. Freddie bestows him the name of Vinny and leaves.

Later on, at the party, it is more fun and exciting then the birthday teens expected. Lots of games and chatty people. Carly's bickering sidekicks even manage to get along a bit with few arguments. Sam and Freddie have hidden their presents for each other. Freddie decides to give Sam his present before she gets the chance to.

"Sam, I heard about Frothy, I'm so sorry," Freddie comforts as he walks up to her.

"Yeah I love that little guy," She says sadly, not minding that he knows. It was inevitable that Carly would tell him.

"I got you something," He tells her casually.

"Food?" She asks, boredom in her voice.

"No! It's better!" He exclaims before going and bringing the cage over.

"Is it multiple things? Is that why it's in a box?" She inquires simply.

"Just open it!" Freddie half shouts unable to keep himself from smiling widely.

Sam rolls her eyes, but does just that. With a loud mew, the kitten launches out of the cage and onto Sam's lap.

"Oh em gee! A kitten! He's so cute!" She squeals happily, stroking him with her fingers,"Freddie you're the best!"

"Yeah I know," He smirks,"Where's my present?"

To his surprise, Sam picks up the kitten and rushes off. He doubts she has anything for him, or anything good, when she returns with a cage similar to his. Freddie's eyes widen. Sam opens the cage eagerly and a puppy slowly crawls out, looking and sniffing cautiously. Freddie smiles and picks up the puppy. He looks at Sam, whose focus is on the kitten. He can't believe that she actually got him a meaningful gift.

"Wow, thanks Sam," He says. She doesn't acknowledge his comment.

She questions instead,"What should I name him?"

"Well I kinda named him Vinny, but you can change it," He replies.

"No that's alright," She continues,"but why Vinny?"

"It's the uh, nickname for a type of cheese, because he's yellowish," He explains. (A/N That is true :D)

"You are such a dork," She remarks, rolling her eyes.

"Hmm, I wonder what goofy name you gave my puppy," He muses.

"Ham," She giggles.

"Of course," He shakes his head.

They stare at each for a moment. Then the two friends lean over and hug each other.

Interesting? OOC? Please review, I'd like to know :)

Sorry it took so long, I was sick and then I got busy with other things :(