Hey, so this is a Christmas poem even though I'm jewish :P whatever. Moonscoop owns code lyoko, I own nothing here.
T'was the holiday season at Kadic
The night before Christmas in fact
And all round people were freezing their butts off
Because of a Xana attack
The students were gathered round shivering
As the temperature continued to drop
But the Jim realized something
Something that caused him to stop
Five of his students were missing
The five that you would expect
All the fighters and Belpois had gone to Lyoko
The Xana attack to deflect
Everyone was freezing to death
They needed to warm, but how?
Jeremie pressed the enter button and said
"Return to the past now!"
The world was consumed by light
A rewinding sound was heard
T'was the night before Christmas once again
And Jeremie was being a nerd
Odd sang Christmas carols
Ulrich wished he had a muter
But where in the world was Jeremie at?
He was at his computer
Aelita, meanwhile, was visiting
The Hermitage, where she was raised
When suddenly a vision of Christmas past came
And reality began to haze.
In the snowy bright wilds of Canada
Where the home of her childhood lay
A little pink child waited
For Santa to come in his sleigh
The tree was ready and decorated
With hundreds of twinkling lights
Father, Mother, and daughter all gathered
On this most special of nights
Aelita sang Christmas carols
In an almost angelic voice
She wanted her presents but had to wait
Not that she had a choice
Her parents gave her a gift early
A box they took off the shelf
She opened it up and what did she find?
A doll of a purple haired elf
She hugged, loved it
Named it Mr Puck
But then soon, oh so soon
The dark night snuck
It got to be very late at night
Aelita needed to sleep
But she just couldn't, she was overexcited
So she started to count some sheep
In the dead of the night
From her sleep she was awoken
A rather clamorous noise outside
the silent night was broken
Was Santa Clause outside her house?
Here to bring her gifts?
There was someone out there alright
But he was there to cause rifts
His sleigh was a van, black as night
Wolves followed him, but no reingdeer
This santa clause was not jolly at all
He was there to cause fear
And fear he did cause, in the pit of her stomach
As he made this most heinous of thefts
He looked back, snickered at Franz, and said
"Traitor! You should not have left."
Aelita cried for her mommy, over and over
As she began to run
But then she collapsed, helpless and weeping
For her, Christmas now was no fun
Oh, Santa came that Christmas, alright
But he took, he did not give
At the age of five Aelita did not know
If her mother was going to live.
...can I haz a hug...-sits in a corner all upset like-