iCarly RP (for Cheeki)

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Freddie's hand shot to his rear, and he glared, walking out the door. "Fine!" He exclaimed walking down the stairs, mumbling the entire way. He walked towards the kitchen, but stopped, and did a double-take, shocked at the scene he saw on the couch. "Erm... Carly? Spencer?"

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Spencer yelped at the next set of swats, and frowned as Carly said she wasn't finished. Sure, she left his jeans up, but that didn't make it much better.

"Erm... Carly? Spencer?"

Spencer jumped at that, and turned back towards the familiar face. "F-FREDDIE! Wh-what are you doing here?!" he said, a deep blush sprawled across his face.

Sam smirked when Freddie obediently did her bidding at the threat of another spanking. Now that she knew it would be easy to control him like that, Sam would take advantage of it. Taking a bite of fried chicken, Sam pondered. "I wonder how many views we'll get tonight."
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Carly startled at Freddie's sudden intrusion and she turned slightly so she could see him, her free hand holding Spencer in place. "Hey, Freddie...What are you doing?" She asked, trying to be casual. She knew it must have looked really weird to walk in on them. To answer the silent question, Carly spoke. "You see that sock sculpture? Well, someone," Carly glared at Spencer, delivering another swat," Decided to use all of my socks and filled them with paint." She gestured to her bare feet, where the colorful paint had mostly dried.

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Freddie just stared, and winced a bit as Carly gave Spencer a swat. "Urm... I'm... just here to get a root beer... Then I'll be going..." he slowly stated, walking to the refrigerator, and pulling out the soda.

Spencer yelped as the shoe came down once more. "Ow! Come on...!" he whined, squirming over his sister's lap. Carly spanking him was one thing, but Freddie walking in on it just made it soooo much worse.

Carly was beginning to struggle, with her baby big brother squirming the way he was over her lap. "Stop squirming, right now!" She commanded, giving him three seats that had all her strength poured into it. This continued for a few minutes, before Carly decided that this was enough. Her arm was tired after all.

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"Ow! Gah! Yeow! C-Carly! Stop! I'm sorry!" he whined, trying as much as he could to get out of this pain. Eventually when she stopped, he sighed, breathing a bit heavily, hoping she was done for good.

Carly helped her brother get off her lap, giving him back his shoe. "Now, here's what your going to do. You're going to apologize to the ICarly fans for robbing my shoes, then you're going to go downstairs and clean all of my socks by hand." For a moment it seemed like she was just going through the same instructions when she added. "And then you'll clean my feet." She said, pointing to her paint covered feet.

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Sam looked at Freddie when he came. "Give me!" She said, grabbing at the air for it. "Hey, you look strange." The blonde commented. "You know, that kind of look when you saw something strange..."

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Spencer got up and put his shoe back on, groaning as he rubbed his rear slightly. As she told him what he was to do next, he groaned, but didn't dare to protest out of fear of her just taking him back over her knee. "...fine..."

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Freddie rolled his eyes, walking the soda over to her. He blushed lightly as she mentioned how he saw something. "Urm... it was nothing." he lied.

"Good," Carly said simply. "Now let's go upstairs, ICarly starts in less than ten minutes." She practically dragged him up the stairs.

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Sam took the root beer, chugging the entire thing down in less than a minute. "Ah, that's good stuff." She said, now completely fed and watered.

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Spencer grunted as he was dragged upstairs. He groaned, not wanting to do this. When they entered the room, he blushed as he saw Freddie, looking down.

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Freddie fake-coughed, looking away from Spencer, finding this entire situation uncomfortable. "So... are you guys ready?" he asked going to his camera, getting it ready to record, and hooking it up to his laptop.

"Hey guys," Carly greeted, unnecessarily. Sam shouted back in greeting.

"What's Spencer doing, here?" Sam asked. "I thought he wasn't on ICarly today..." She trailed off, waiting for an answer.

Carly answered. "Well, he wasn't going to be." She glared at her brother as she continued. "But then he decided to make my socks apart of his sock sculpture! So, he's going to apologize to the fans since I'm going to be barefoot during the show!"

Sam whistled. "Man, Carly hates going barefoot, Spencer. She's probably going to be a pain in your butt for days!" Carly muffled a laugh at the irony, feeling her mood lighten.