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
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