The next day, Carly and Sam were at Carly's.
"Where's Freddie?" Sam asked.
"Oh, at some mommy and me thing," Carly said, walking into the kitchen.
"Hey, what's that?" Sam asked, pointing at a big chair with a remote on it.
"Oh, that's his new chair, it spins around at an extremely fast speed," Carly explained.
"Won't you fall out though," Sam inquired.
"No, it has restraints, it reclines and has built in speakers!" Carly exclaimed.
"Really, you don't say?" Sam said, getting an idea.
"Oh, by the way, do you think you could come over tomorrow and watch my brother's friend's pet. It's a ferret," she said, handing Sam the ferret.
"Sure why, are you going somewhere?" Sam questioned.
"Yeah, Spencer and I are going to an art convention," Carly confirmed.
"Really, sure is Freddie going to be here?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, but don't hurt him. Promise?" Carly said.
"Of course," Sam said, truthfully. She had other ideas.
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