Written for the deviant named Zeakari to be submitted in her non-canon crack-pair friendship/couple LyokoFic contest. Rules were that the pair had to be unusual and un-canon-able. Also, the fic had to be short for the sake of judging. Enjoy my attempt Jeremie/Sissi friendship-ness.
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So Says Issac
"So, the number of electrons equals the atomic mass?" Hand met forehead in pained exasperation.
"No, Sissi. Electrons don't matter when it comes to an atom's mass. They almost don't weigh anything at all." 'Just like your brain.' Jeremie had been tutoring the girl for only half an hour and was already wondering how she'd made it this far in school.
"If it's not the electrons, then it's the other two, protons and neutrons, right?" Jeremie nodded with a strange look. "And just the protons is the atomic number?" Another nod. "But the neutrons don't always equal the protons, and when they're different, it's called an osotope?" Jeremie was now staring at Sissi in disbelief.
"It's isotope. So you've been getting everything I said so far?"
"No, not really; I just let it all build up 'til it fits together in my head and makes sense." Cue palm-skull reunion. 'I wish I had known that earlier' the boy thought, but out loud he said:
"Well that's nice to know. Now we can get somewhere." For the next hour and a half, Jeremie simply read parts of the lesson to her and asked if she remembered it. Occasionally, she'd raise her hand to restate what she had just learned, getting it right most of the time. When 7:50 rolled around, Sissi stood reluctantly. They were just moving into electron bonds, which she somehow found interesting. Jeremie glanced at the clock.
"Only ten minutes to curfew, you better hurry if you don't want Jim to catch you."
"Yeah, um.." she started, looking uncomfortable. "Th-thanks, for helping me; I don't think I could have gotten all that without any help." Jeremie's eyebrow perked up, though he pulled it back down before she noticed.
"Well, you're welcome, but don't worry about it. I enjoyed helping you." He smiled, as if to assure her that what he said was true. She smiled back and moved toward the door.
"Maybe we can have another study-date sometime," she said, disappearing around the corner. It took him a few seconds, but when Jeremie finally processed what she'd said his eye grew wide.
"D-DATE!?" He sank back in his chair and thought, fearfully 'Aelita's going to kill me.'
