Words can't explain (Icarly/Seddie fanfic)

Chapter 3

Hi guys! I hope you guys like this chapter. I have been reading a couple of fabrications and I was inspired. OK SEDDIENATORS, IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS, PLEASE DON'T HESITATE TO COMMENT DOWN BELOW! Thanks! Anyway this chapter will be of the future again. Sam and Freddie are married and Sam had given birth to her bouncing baby boy. This is about a two years after so... yay!
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Learning

"Ah-ha-ha-ha!" Nathan ran down the hall.

"Freddie, catch him!" Sam yelled.

Nathan was wearing a blue shirt and he had a diaper on too.

"I got him!" Freddie chuckled, lifting the toddler up. His grin faded as he felt something squishy on his palm.

"Ew!" He yelled.

Sam sighed, "I told him that I was going to change him and he bolted. We really have to get him potty trained, or he won't be able to go to pre-school..." Sam whined. Freddie did the same, he knew it was true.

"Well if you didn't give him the gene to be insanely fast and stubborn we wouldn't be in this mess." Freddie chuckled.

"Well it's your fault that he isn't potty trained!" Sam smirked. Freddie narrowed his eyes, "Its not my fault that my mum decided to potty train me at the age of three!"

"Leted us play go-cart!" Nathan roared playfully. Freddie chuckled, "Sometimes I wonder where my genes are. Nathan has all your genes..."

Sam smiled, "That's what you think. Do you know what your son was doing yesterday? He was playing scientist. I never used to play it and I know it's not a game that he knows of. I swear you told me that you used to play it in the bath and that was exactly what he was doing. He got light bottles and started mixing them together. HE TOLD ME HE WAS MAKING MAGIC! The kid's a copy of you!"

Freddie smiled slightly. "Nathan, if you let mummy change you, I'll play go-cart with you." Freddie bribed. Nathan's eyes widened. "Let go to tolet!" He cried. "Nathan it's pronounced-" Freddie was cut off by Nathan, "Tolet!" He roared.

Freddie sighed, "Just take him to the toilet and get him cleaned. I have a ton of work to get too..." Freddie was a banker. He worked during the day on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. Sam worked with Carly as TV writers. Yes, they had gotten so popular with Icarly that they were given the opportunity to work on shows, three years ago, when they were nineteen.

They usually work on kids shows, but Carly had this idea of working for drama series, so now they are working on that instead.

Sam picked up her bouncing baby boy and took him to the toilet. "Ok Nathan, let's get you changed..." After changing the sport, she decided to get started on the potty training.

"Ok. Sit on the seat..." She lifted him onto the toilet and started. "Ok Nathe, do you want to pee or poo?" She tried not to laugh, but it came right out. "Yeah, yeah mummy, I wanted wee!" He cried. He rattled his two cars in the air and shout broom broom every time he'd get the chance.

"No Nathan, put that down!" Sam begged. He dropped the cars and paused for a while, "Mamma, I'm hungra!" Sam chuckled, "You turd!" He got that gene from her. She'd always act cute just to get what she wants, when she she was younger. It was like that from birth till the age of ten. It kept her from a tun of trouble.

"I'll get you food," Nathan cheered, "Once you get potty trained," Nathan groaned, "Now listen, first you have to hold in your pee and run to the toilet. You should always hold it in until you get to the toilet... also, also tell people when you need to go to the toilet or they'll go crazy and look for you!" Nathan and Sam laughed together.

"Ok, mummy... I need to wee." The toddler let out his pee and sighed.

"See, it wasn't that hard..." Freddie chuckled from the back. "You shut up, you had nothing to do with it!" He chuckled once more, "Ok Nathe, I believe that I promised you a game of go-cart!" Nathan hopped off the toilet, forgetting to pull his pants up and ran right out.

"Nathan, your-" Freddie cut her off, "I got it!"