I don't own Code Lyoko.
Also, I'm aware that this idea's been done before. But hasn't every idea been done?
Jeremie was looking over at Aelita, a small smile playing on his lips. She looked so beautiful in her winter apparel. She wore a maroon coat and dark brown pants, large boots, and pink earmuffs. Not to mention the scarf he gave her. It was wrapped securely around her face, hiding all of it but her eyes from view. It was too bad that he couldn't see it, but he knew it well enough. He couldn't believe Aelita was actually coming home with him for the holidays.
Aelita, meanwhile, was thinking along similar lines. She had told everyone she would like some alone time, but that wasn't entirely truthful. She had just been moping. Actually, it would have been hard to spend any time at all away from all of her friends at once. Especially away from Jeremie. She found it difficult to recall a day spent without his presence. He was always there, always looking out for her, always prepared to talk to her. Aelita blushed and was suddenly grateful for the scarf that hid her face. Well, more grateful anyway. It was a really sweet present. She tried to be thoughtful too in giving Jeremie a book. What's more, it wasn't something bought with his money. She'd picked this book up at the Hermitage. It was one of her childhood favorites, and she really wanted Jeremie to have it, because she thought he would enjoy reading it quite as much as she had. Aelita looked over at her genius friend. Bundled up in his padded coat and a thick woolen hat he looked just like a giant teddy bear. Aelita had to resist the temptation to squeeze him. Not that he'd mind, of course. But he'd go terribly red and the rest of the wait would be kind of awkward. Anyway, it was really wonderful of him to invite her to spend Christmas with him. She'd have to find some way to thank him. Hm. She had heard about a plant known as mistletoe...perhaps she could experiment with its applications. She was sure Jeremie would enjoy the results. She certainly would.
Jeremie's father arrived and they got into the car. The ride was long but uneventful. After several minutes spent chatting, Aelita found that she was one of the many people who get sleepy in cars. After a while she yawned and leaned on Jeremie's shoulder. He noticed but didn't say anything. Actually this wasn't the first time she'd fallen asleep on his shoulder. There had been...incidents before. Aelita needed a lot more sleep than he did. Or at least more than he got. She was always on him to sleep more and to eat at regular intervals. It was good advice, he knew, but good health habits were a luxury he couldn't afford. But he supposed he might as well get some sleep while he could. After all, that's what a vacation is for. So he closed his eyes and soon he and Aelita were sleeping in the most clichéd pose imaginable-her head on his shoulder, his cheek resting on her pink hair.