A/N: Alright honey bunches, I stay pretty busy so I'm attempting to post every Thursday or Saturday. I'll admit with everything going on it makes it a bit hard to post at times so there may be a week or two in between posts. Don't worry! I haven't forgotten about the story request that I received and am doing my best!

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko. I do not own Fairly Odd Parents. I own nothing!

This idea was sent to me by Misaki Ayuzawa234

L'amour d'un ete

Chapter 1: Boring, Old Dimmsdale

A black haired teenager sighed softly as she stared out of the window, watching as the cars lazily went by. Her thoughts were only on the conversation she'd had with her father before leaving on a plane to her current destination, Dimmsdale.

"But Daddy!"

"No buts young lady. Seeing your great aunt will be good for you, you and her." Her father spoke as he held out the plane ticket that would send his daughter off to the states. "She needs help this summer with clearing out your great grandmother's place. So I suggested you helping her."

The dark girl stomped her foot, her cell phone in her hand. "I don't wanna go to Doomsdale!"

"It's Dimmsdale, Elizabeth, and you'll be going whether you like it or not." He pushes the ticket in her hand and places a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "This will be good for you. You should see the world every once in a while."

Elizabeth, A.K.A. Sissi, huffed. "This is so boring!" She whined.

"Why not go out and explore then?" Calls an older woman's voice from the kitchen. "You could go meet the neighbors, or just explore the neighborhood! Mr. and Mrs. Turner are quite nice, and they have a son just a couple years younger than you."

"Is he cute?" She rolls her eyes.

"Pretty decent, just don't ask about his hat."

Sissi sighs and forced herself up, "Whatever." The door shut behind her with a light slam as she headed down the street. What was up with this boring, old town? Nothing ever went on. She groans and pulled out her cell phone, sending a text over to her 'friends', they were more like her flunkies, always doing what she wanted and told them to do.

To: Herb and Nicholas

What's up? Dorksdale is awful and there's nothing to do.

She sent the text after without a second thought before frowning when she received nothing right after. "What? Are my messages not sending too?" She practically screams.

The neighborhood slightly stirred at her tantrum, a couple glanced out the door before gasping. "You're perfect!" The brown haired woman smiles brightly. "Could you watch our son Tommy while we go to dinner? Vicky is out of town this week."

"Look I don't-"

The man automatically pulled out his wallet, pulling a bundle of cash out. "We'll make sure to pay you." He said almost as goofily as the woman.

"But I don't-"

There was no convincing these people. She was automatically dragged into the house. "Timmy!" The two called.

"We have a surprise for you!"

There was slight pause and Sissi was wondering if these two people were just completely nuts. Why was there such a long pause? Slowly she began to back away, moving towards the door before she heard a teenage voice finally call back, "A surprise? Are we going to the beach this year? Maybe the amusement park? Just us three?" He questions excitedly as he hopped on the staircase and slid down to get downstairs at least three times faster. "What is it? What is it?" He was practically jumping up and down.

Sissi couldn't help but blink. Why did this guy need a babysitter? He was at least close to her age. She frowned a bit, recalling that the mother had called him Tommy, but then inside she'd called him Timmy. Were there twins? She peeked around the teen, looking for another kid.

"Nope!" His father spoke with a slight excitement of his own.

His mother smiles, her bracelets clinking together as she gestured to Sissi, "Since Vicky's out of town, we thought we'd use a different babysitter."

Blue eyes blinked as he looked to her, "But…I'm too old for-"

His father let a chuckle escaped as he turned to the dark haired girl, "Just ignore him. Tommy turned ten this year."

"I don't need a babysitter!" The teen with a pink hat, which Sissi was noticing with great detail, was trying to convince his parents. "Look! Facial hair!" He points to a lone hair on his chin.

His mother laughs and looks, "It's just an ingrown hair!" With ease she plucked it.

"Ow!" He whimpers, rubbing his chin before pointing out another fact that Sissi had noticed, "But my voice is breaking!" The brown haired teen shouts, his voice cutting between deep and squeaky.

"Maybe-" There was a pause and the parents looked to the girl, "What's your name?"

"Sissi…"

"Maybe Sissi can make you some soup! That'll fix up the problem." The man says with a chuckle as he ruffled his son's hair. He placed a hand on the woman's waist, ushering her out. "Bye Tommy!"

Tommy, Sissi could only guess, sighed. "It's Timmy…" He mumbles.

Scratch that, Timmy was obviously upset about this new development.

She sighs before holding out the money, "Look… you're obviously old enough to stay home by yourself. Why don't you take this and order you a pizza or something."

Bright blue eyes startled her as they looked up to her as they'd flickered between being saddened, by the reactions of his parents, before smiling to her. "You might as well stay. They'll just call demanding to talk to you if they realize I'm home alone." He pushed the money back towards her before holding his hand out. "I'm Timmy, Timmy Turner."

Black eyes blinked as pale cheeks reddened slightly, "Elizabeth Delmas, but you can call me Sissi." She introduces herself before shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you," he grins lightly.

A/N: I hope y'all liked it. Being busy with everything going on with my very first niece, plus work with our deadlines, has definitely kept me busy. Plus an idea on how to start this first chapter has taken me a moment.

Hope y'all enjoyed it! Read & Review!