I got this idea from a picture on Deviantart called XanaOdd Humans are fragile by Toko-4-ever I hope you enjoy
Jeremy had said that Xana was gone. Done for. But that wasn't exactly… accurate.
"How do I know you're not here to cause any trouble?" a well-known shrill voice.
"You have to trust me?" he asked.
"Um… I guess so. But first you need some pants…"
And thus, the secret of a living breathing Xana remained hidden from many of the Lyoko warriors. Until one day…
"Achoo!" Odd sneezed. His head felt like lead, not that anyone really believed him. A head cold. He had gotten a stupid head cold when it was eighty degrees outside.
"Cold Odd?" Ulrich laughed as Odd shivered. It was funny how easily he got cold. He was raised in Italy with five sisters so warmth never bothered him but he detested the cold.
"Mm fine." He muttered rubbing his nose. He sneezed again making a pink tint on his cheeks noticeable. Odd felt a cold breeze pass by and he inwardly cursed. That was never a good sign. That typically meant…
And there was the pale ass hand on his forehead and confused look of his friends.
"Are you alright?" asked the pale boy in a frightened tone. It seemed pretty funny to any bystander. A pale boy in a white shirt with red eyes and white hair with black tips asking if someone was alright from a sneeze.
"It's eighty degrees out!" Odd yelped at him. A look of nervous curiosity overcame the larger boy.
"Humans are so fragile!" He said looking Odd over. Odd's face grew a darker red.
"Would you stop!?" Odd yelled flailing his arms to try and get away from the larger. He just gave a perplexed look.
"Perhaps you are delusional and require medicine," he muttered.
"I do not!" Odd squeaked, "Go back to your apartment!"
"But I have already studied the books on human psychology and wish to experiment with my knowledge in the field," he whined.
"Odd?"
"Uh yes Einstein?" he said trying to hide the pale man behind a dumpster.
"Who is that Odd?" Ulrich butted in.
"He's my-"
"You are Jeremy Belpois… salutations. You are Ulrich Stern… hello. I am Xana. Greetings."
"ODD!"
"I'm in trouble," he said as he sneezed again. Xana turned toward Odd and picked him up bridal style.
"You require medicine and rest. Humans are too fragile."
And I am the idiot who wrote this. Feel free to flame or throw tomatoes! Or both. Odd likes fire roasted tomatoes.
Odd: Not like this I don't! And why is Xana acting like this?
Dunno Didn't draw the picture.
XANA: Huh. Humans are fragile. (looks at Odd)
Odd: uh oh.