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The Park, Friday night -- iCarly broadcast!
Nothing could stop the weekly iCarly broadcast. Not rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor heatwave. Not even having a giant argument with your best friend. Certainly not entire chunks of the multiverse vanishing. As long as there was a Carly, a Freddie, and a Sam, there would be an iCarly.
"T-Bo?" Sam tried. She'd been at this for ages already.
"Okay, now you're just stringing random syllables together!" said Carly.
"But who runs the Groovy Smoothie?"
"What's a Groovy Smoothie?"
"Good gracious, woman!" Sam grabbed the sides of the feed laptop and shook it. "Not the Groovy Smoothie!"
[ooc: OCD for this very special broadcast of iCarly is up!]
"T-Bo?" Sam tried. She'd been at this for ages already.
"Okay, now you're just stringing random syllables together!" said Carly.
"But who runs the Groovy Smoothie?"
"What's a Groovy Smoothie?"
"Good gracious, woman!" Sam grabbed the sides of the feed laptop and shook it. "Not the Groovy Smoothie!"
[ooc: OCD for this very special broadcast of iCarly is up!]
Re: And now presenting. . . .
Re: And now presenting. . . .
Honestly, not even Sam could quite parse out her accent any more.
Re: And now presenting. . . .
"That's exactly what I'm sayin'!" she said, after a moment of confusion.
Re: And now presenting. . . .
Re: And now presenting. . . .
She pulled it, and two gallons of blue drink came pouring down on her head.
"That's it! No money for your Moah! And I don't want your mucks or your lucks!"
Re: And now presenting. . . .
Re: And now presenting. . . .