Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko sadly. They are property of someone much richer than I.

Rating: Eh…G.

Pairing: Kinda ambiguous. Choose who you want.

Author's Note: This occurred to me today, actually a few days ago but I sat down and wrote it today. It is a day in the life of our favorite genius!

Dedication: This is dedicated to Ems and Katie because they ROCK my world. And they seemed to enjoy the fic in general. Lol.

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"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Hey Einstein, hope you aren't still mad about the message. I still find it funny for one. But uh, anyway, you're probably wondering about why the call, right? Well remember that thing you told me to never, ever do? You should have told Ulrich too."

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Hey Jer, for the record? It was Odd that told me to push the button. Blame him. And you know, you could have mentioned the pop quiz in history yesterday."

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"So, today has not been my day apparently. I woke to a shaving cream covered alarm clock and a rubber spider in my cereal courtesy of Hiroki. Loveable, isn't he? I swear Jer he's getting more and more like Odd each day, especially since he started school with us. I won't be able to take it if he gets any worse. But that doesn't really matter. Can you believe who I saw Ulrich with this morning? He complains about William and me? I can't believe him some –"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"As I was saying: I can't believe him sometimes! Him and Emily? You've got to be kidding me! Oh, sure, he swears that nothing is going on between them, but really, did you see them this morning? She was practically LAYING on him for…! Ugh! I can't believe him, I really can't. They're just so…I don't know what to say. Do you know something Jer? Has he told you something about the two of them that he hasn't told me?"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Jeremie, sweetie, it's Mama, I'm just calling to check up on you since you never seem to call anymore. We got your report card in the mail today and your father and I are so proud of you! We know you'll keep up the good work. I hope you're eating well. How's that little girlfriend of yours, you haven't mentioned her in awhile. Well, the roast is done so I have to run. Bye sweetie! I love you!"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Note to self: Change Odd's ridiculous message and do not forget the study session with Emily tomorrow morning."

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Jeremie, it's Aelita. There have been some strange electrical currents coming from the auditorium. I'm going to check it out. I think it's XANA."

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Hey, Jer? Is Yumi really upset about the whole Emily thing? She hasn't answered her phone and the last time I saw her she grabbed William's arm and led him in the opposite direction. Did she talk to you about it?"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Jeremie? It's me, Aelita, again. False alert. It wasn't XANA, it was Odd. Apparently he's playing evil-electrician with the auditorium lighting system. Something about the next production? Jeremie, should we be scared?"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Yo, Jer! Electricity rocks! Like really. Who would've thought all those volts would feel good? Whatever. Monsieur Chardin kicked me out of the auditorium after one of the shocks. I think it was like, the fifth? Maybe the seventh…"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Jeremie, do you know where Ulrich is? I know he isn't with that Yumi-girl since I saw her hanging all over William a few minutes ago. Isn't it amazing how some people will make complete fools of themselves in front of everyone? It's a good thing Ulrich and I aren't like that, isn't it?"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"You know Jer, I get the feeling that you're ignoring my calls. I swear, it was not my fault. I did not overreact to Ulrich or Emily and I hope he's upset over me spending the day with William. It just shows him for claiming that nothing is going on between him and Emily. Hah! Next he'll be telling me that Sissi doesn't stalk him. Did I tell you he called me? Four times! Can you believe it?"

"You've reached Jer's cell, unfortunately he's busy with Aelita so it'll probably be awhile. Leave a mess – Odd I'm going to kill you!"

Beep.

"Hey Jer, it's Ulrich again. I'm taking Odd to the infirmary. He won't stop twitching and it's distracting. Just calling to let you know."

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Jeremie Belpois stared at the phone in his hand as the last message clicked off, the mechanical voice asking if he would like to save or delete it. He shook his head slowly, grumbling under his breath about insane friends and needing to call his parents more often, else they show up for a surprise visit like last time. He shuddered at the memory.

The phone started to ring and he didn't even bother checking the caller I.D. Instead, he flung it onto his cluttered desk and collapsed face down on his bed. At the moment, he was thankful to the voicemail for dealing with his friend's problems for him. He really was sick of listening to them whine all the time.