Creddie

(Freddie POV)
Yes! I finally was going to prom with Carly! And this time I didn't have to ask her myself. I was so jumpy and jittery when I got home to Bushwell apartments and went to my floor. I thought I heard something coming from Carly's apartment but then it stopped all of a sudden. So I guessed Carly dropped something on her floor and it spread everywhere. So I entered my apartment and shut the door.
"Mom?" I asked.
Silence.
"Mom are you home?" I asked again.
Silence again. So I guessed that she wasn't home. So I threw my backpack to the corner and plopped down on the couch. I was still wondering...

(Carly's POV)
Freddie just stared at me like he was going to pass out.All I did was mention to go to prom with me but I think he took it the wrong way. Although there was something I needed to mention to him also at prom.That's why I decided to ask him to prom.
"Are you serious, Carly?" Freddie said.
"Yes, I am because if Nevel sees me with you that'll mean that he knows that he never killed me and all of his plans to destroy iCarly will be ruined," I answered.
"So you mean to say that you're going to ask Spencer to invite Nevel to the prom and fake that me and Sam want to give up because you're...

(Carly's POV)
I wasn't really suprised about Nevel tricking us.I knew it was coming I just didn't know when.He had us tied back to back on chairs:me and Freddie and Spencer and Sam.He locked us each in a different closet.Although he wasn't smart enough to tape our mouths shut so at least we could still talk about getting out of there while he was busy.
"Freddie are you okay there?" I asked.
"Yeah I guess so," he answered.
"Well how long do you think we'll be in here?" I questioned.
"I really don't know. I think my mom will be very worried about me right now," he responded.
"Right now we need to find...

(Freddie's POV)
As Spencer drove us to the Bushwell Plaza, Sam, Carly, and I all dozed off in the backseat.When we arrived there, we silently crept up the stairs as to not wake up Lewbert who slept on the front desk with an unfinished piece of chicken pot pie which, as we all would have guessed, Sam picked up and ate it.I returned home all weary and my mom was so worried she made me take a tick bath and she sprayed me with the disinfectant spasy before I slept on my bed.

(Next Day)
I woke up to the smell of something burning.I quickly dressed and ran over to the hallway.The smoke seemed to come...