Gee whilikers, it's been forever since I've written for Code Lyoko. But I've been rewatching it recently, you know. And when I came up to the daily topic "A poem can begin with a lie", I had been stumped until I remembered Ulrich's almost-blunder in the season 2 episode called St. Valentine's Day. And, well. Here you go.
Of Poetry, Lies, and Valentines
Well, he said the poem, but it was a lie.
Kind of a lie, anyways.
Okay, it wasn't a lie, not really. It's just that the person he said it to wasn't the person he wrote the poem for, so in that way it was a lie. But the girl he had intended to read the poem to was present, at least. And she had to have heard him stutter at the end where he quickly had to change the names for the last line anyways.
Come on, who else's name rhymes with "gloomy"? He could be a complete idiot sometimes, but he wasn't that dim. And he was pretty sure she wasn't either, especially compared to the actual girl he read it out loud to.
Why did he do that again?
Oh, jealousy, right.
Why did he do that again?
He did not quite foresee that pulling that sort of a horribly disguised act would make the actual reciting of the true poem that much more awkward and difficult.
Okay, so maybe it was more than "sometimes" that he acted like a complete idiot. He could work around the dilemma though. It wasn't that big of a deal. (Keep telling yourself that.) He could just leave it somewhere for her to find. Then, of course, he'd have to make sure it would really be only her that could find it and read it. However, she might get suspicious, paranoid, or maybe even angry if he slipped it into her bag. She maybe even won't see it until months later, in fact.
Well then, he should give it to his other female friend to give to her. That could work.
If she currently wasn't possessed by an evil artificial intelligence. Which, at the moment, she was.
So, scratch that off the list of ideas. Instead, he could leave it on her doorstep, or window sill.
Oh, wait. That's how their friend got possessed in the first place. After that, the idea definitely would not work.
Well, now what?
He was out of ideas, and he was not going to trust any of his other friends, especially since one was already suspicious of his "poetry assignment for biology." What a lame excuse. He was a terrible liar.
Which meant, of course, that she'd find out about it sooner or later. But how? Heaven forbid he lost it somehow and it ended up on the school paper. Maybe if he tore it up and fed it to his roommate's dog, he could forget about it and pretend the entire thing never ever happened.
No, he couldn't do that. Besides, first thing's first. He needed to help take care of his friend, the "possessed princess". He'll come up with a plan later.
Oh.
Well, isn't this conveniently strange.
Here she was, the star of the true poem herself, the only thing keeping her from annihilation is his hand. He couldn't hold her over the abyss for long, but still...
"Hey, uh, Yumi? What did you think of my poem for Sissy?"
"Ulrich, this really isn't the time—,"
"Because, actually, I wrote it for you."
Smile. Slip. Fall. Saved at the last minute. As usual.
Well, that wasn't all so bad. She even smiled at him.
Huh.
Much as he'd like to, he couldn't dwell on that thought now. He had a princess to help save, after all. The world doesn't pause for poetry, lies or not. There was work to be done.