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Carly: That's it, it's no use, I can't call Spencer. I wonder what happened.
Freddie: Did you sent a text message to him?
Carly: Everything. I even tried calling Pam, Melanie, and Gibby.
Freddie: Did you try my mom's.
(Carly turns around and glares at him)
Freddie: Yeah right, why would you call her.....
Carly: Anyway, been to Sam and you, how are you guys going to get back with each other?
Freddie: I'm not sure, she is too upset to talk or call me.
Carly: (gets an idea) But..... what if we get her to the Seattle's Space Needle we can be able to get you two to talk.
Freddie: But how can do this if she won't even talk.... (sees Carly grins; grins) I see, you got a plan.
Carly: (slowly nodding her head) Oh yeah....
(Sam smashes bed into pieces with a hammer)
Sam's Cat: Meow....
Sam: Get out of here cat! Don't you see I smashing my bed into smitrems! (continues to smash bed)
(Cat walks and rips Sam's pictures of her, Freddie, and Carly)
Sam: Yeah, that's it, kitty, rip it for momma!
Sam: Uhhh, who is it?
(outside the door)
Carly (in disguise as an obese man costume) I can't believe you made me wear this costume. The balls that I put in my tushy makes my butt feel big! The mustache makes me feel like a bush on my upper lip.
Freddie: (disguise as a mime) Hey, at least she won't know it's you or..... me.
(*Sam opens the door*)
Sam: Ummm, who are you people.
Carly & Freddie: I'm.... um..... duh......
Carly: I'm, I'm, B-Buddy Butt, t-that's my childhood name as my butt is as large as a pig's.
(*Freddie's imatiates a mime doing trap-in-a-box*)
Sam: And the mime......
Carly: Oh, h-he's Mini Mime! Anyway, we came with a letter.
(passes letter to Sam)
Sam: (excited) No way! I've won the Fat Cake Contest! Wait, I've never enter or even heard about this.
Carly: Um, uh, w-we were just r-r-randomly choosing people to choose a winner to have done this without a contest, yeah that's right.
Sam: OKAY! Where do I have to meet this at!!!!?
Carly: The Seattle Space Neetle at 8:30pm.
Sam: ALRIGHT! Mama's going to eat fat cakes tonight! (closes door)
Freddie: So now what? I heard tonight it's suppose to be more windy and more rain.
Carly: Don't worry it would be alright.
(*trips over, Carly*)
Carly: Owww, can you help me, my butt is too big to stand up.