The Joke's On You Icarly Novels & Stories

he joked, a playful tone in his voice. Florence, surprised by his sudden shift in mood, chuckled softly. “Who’s there?” she replied, a small smile playing on her lips. “Ike.” He answered with a smile. “Ike who?” She smiled wider now. “Ike-ant wait to see you again.” Chaos grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. The corny joke, though simple, managed to bring a smile to Florence's face. It was a small moment of levity, a brief respite from the weight of her problems.

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

I sneered at him as I rolled my wrists. Realizing that I wasn't joking about beating him to a pulp, Justin finally left in a fit of rage. Soft laughter resounded from behind me before I could even bask in my victory of successfully humiliating Justin. "I had no idea I was such an amazing person in your eyes." My entire body was rooted to the spot as I turned around stiffly. Chase was smiling as he leaned against the doorframe with crossed arms. I had no idea how long he had been standing there, or how much he had heard.

I shrug. Nayel stares at me in amusement, "What was the joke?" He asks. "I saw your Bentz and was like douchebag car for the biggest douchebag I know" It's not even funny saying it out loud. Why am I such a loser? Maria, you need to shut the fuck up sometimes Jesus. Nayel chuckles, "well offense taken" I shrug, "Sorry" I say smiling at him.

I forgot that this group filled with bunch of idiots. "So, what did you really do to mom? Even dad chose you over me?" Icki said and his friends laughed at him while pointing on him. "I really did nothing." I said and acted like I was thinking. "Oh right! I remember! The reason why did they love me, because I am cute unlike you all." I said and stuck my tongue out before going to the kitchen. "Come back now, Dhaxzy " Little" Convel!" Icki shouted. I giggle to them all and I do not boher to look them behind to see how irritated they are. All of their small noises can literally help me to view their irritation in my head.

And the message I read sent shivers down my spine. Unknown: I'm watching you. I stood up from my seat and looked around. My phone beeped twice and I was afraid to look but I did anyway. Unknown: I hope you've saved some of the ice cream for dessert. Unknown: Bring along some popcorn too because it's going to be fun to watch. I frowned. What kind of sick joke is this anyway? I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. There was no way this was Jace. It just wasn't him.

Iskander's jokes are contagious. "You're a natural," I say. "I have a few more if you're interested." He asks as he licks the sauce plate. "Of course," I say. I'm eager to hear his next joke. "Okay, here's one. What do you call a sheep with wheels?" I think about it, and then I say, "A lamb-borghini?" Iskander nods his head and smiles. "That's right," he says. "You're getting the hang of this, Let's try another one," Iskander says. "What do you call a sheep with a bad haircut?" I try to think of an answer, but I'm stumped. Iskander leans in and whispers the answer in my ear. "A ewe-cut!" he says. I start to laugh again, and I can't stop. Iskander's jokes are hilarious, and I'm enjoying myse

By a startle, I narrowly avoided the screen from hitting my face, picking up the cell phone with fingers forming tweezers. "May your dreams not contain any asparagus, Bunny. Only carrots of the ideal size for your hunger... Good evening! ;)" I stared at the message for a while, blushing instantly. My mind was too fertile to understand only the joke in the message, I went beyond any perversion just thinking of a dream with carrots. But I got slightly nauseous when I remembered that I had ingested several of them that night. "Sorry, but your sense of humor sucks, Zachary! Keyboard emoticons are cheesy."

he frankly says. So I answered him back with a little tease, “You weren’t, remember?” And then I laugh, but I laugh alone. It seems that my sarcastic joke unintentionally puts a pinch of salt in a wound. “Oh, but it’s over now so you don’t have to worry about it,” I add.