A small Code: Lyoko ficlet that I've been meaning to write for a while now, and I just sort of spontaneously wrote it last week at my Model UN club meeting. Enjoy!
Disclaimer!! I do not own Code: Lyoko, otherwise the series finale wouldn't have been so lame.
Jeremy was sweating bullets.
Now, for those that know him, they know that he always sweats when he's nervous.
Well, these weren't nine millimeter bullets; they were more like 50 caliber tracer rounds.
In other words, this was worse.
Jeremy's hands shook, a small metallic implement held by a white-knuckled hand.
"Calm down, Einstein," Ulrich warned.
"You're our only hope, Jeremy!" Odd cried.
"Odd, the point is to alleviate the pressure, not had more," Yumi scoffed at the purple clad blonde.
"Would everyone shut up?!" Jeremy shouted, still trembling. "This is hard enough as it is without the constant pounding of your voices against my eardrums! Take it down a few decibels!"
"Use words found in the English language!" Odd shot back. "What the heck does 'decibel' mean?"
Aelita let out an irritated sigh. "It's not like it will be the end of the wor—"
"Are you kidding?!" Odd yelled. "If he screws up, our lives our ruined! More importantly, MY life will be ruined!"
Ulrich rolled his eyes, "Just because our lives as we know it will be over, that is no excuse to load more pressure onto Einstein."
"'Einstein' would like it quiet if you don't mind!" Jeremy yelled in nervous irritation.
The others nodded silently as he set back to work. Jeremy slowly maneuvered his hand towards the object that Odd claimed would end their lives.
And it would...
If he screwed up.
The metal instrument in Jeremy's hand grasped the object of impending doom, and Jeremy slowly lifted his hand.
BUZZZZZZ!!
"Nooooo!" Odd cried, dropping to his knees.
The object fell from Jeremy's hand. He hung his head in shame. "I'm sorry, guys."
"It's alright, Jeremy," Aelita soothed.
"No one blames you," Yumi added.
"I blame you!" Odd cried.
"We're dead," Ulrich moaned. "We are so gonna die."
"It's won't be that bad," Yumi reasoned.
"Not that bad?" Ulrich repeated warily.
Ed fumed.
"WE HAVE TO WEAR DRESSES TO THE SCHOOL DANCE JUST BECAUSE JEREMY LOST A STUPID GAME OF OPERATION!"
Disclaimer again! I would also like to point out that I do not own the game Operation.