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At least, not yet…
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Chapter 14 – Oops!
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They went through the whole concert all over again, but the adults spent the rest of the day walking around the campus,chatting with their children.
As they were walking and talking, Nina looked up at Aelita with a confused expression.
"Mom? I didn't know you were in a band!"
Aelita just smiled, her green eyes going unfocused as she remembered. "Well, I wasn't before. The PRP only had one singer and a different drummer. They were formed before I was freed from Lyoko."
Odd smiled. "Yeah…what an idiot…"
Ulrich glanced over at him. "Who? Nicholas?" he asked.
Odd nodded and laughed. "Of course! He was one of Sissi's toadies. As far as I know, he never thought for himself once! Why, I think it was actually Sissi who got him to audition!"
Ulrich looked in front of Odd, who was not watching where he was going. "Yeah, he was dumb, but…"
There was a loud smash as Odd ran into a tree and fell on his back. Everybody started laughing. Even Odd himself joined in after the pain in his head went away. He stood up and looked at Ulrich, smiling sheepishly. "Finish your sentence."
"…but he wasn't the dumbest."
Odd's eyes lit up. "Oh! You must mean Sissi herself!" Ulrich started chuckling, and he shrugged. "What?"
"I meant you."
"Oh…right…"
They all started laughing again.
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Jeremie sat in his seat at the factory. He was going to crack open Franz Hopper's notes for the first time in almost thirty years. At the moment though, he was just staring absently at the monitor, thinking about the virtualization process.
What if Dan and I are unable to virtualize them? I suppose Aelita can, and Nina could learn how, but it would be easier if I could automate the process…
He wondered how he would go about it, then started laying out the basics.
It'll have to distinguish between all of us using our genetic sequence…
Maybe if he linked it to the superscanner, and linked it to his cell phone, it could alert him and virtualize anybody who got there before him…
He mused for a while until he suddenly remembered an old videogame he had seen Odd play when they were still at Kadic. He had tried unsuccessfully to play it himself. There was something about that game…something in it…
He looked at the holographic map of Lyoko and smiled, cracking his knuckles as he turned to the keyboard.
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Rena was in chemistry class with the others, staring angrily at the bunson burner in front of her. They were doing some kinds of experiment today, something about chemical reactions, or something like that. She was still very tired from the ordeal several days ago, and wished it was Friday.
Ugh, it feels like a Friday. It's only Monday. I'll never make it through this week…
She shook her head and cleared her mind, then picked up the sparker-thing (she didn't know what it was called) and squeezed it, trying fruitlessly to produce sparks. Dan had already given up and was trying to get Mrs. Hertz to lend him a match or lighter. Finally, she gave up and dropped the sparker, glaring at John and Eric, as well as Amy and Nina, who had already lit theirs.
She looked at the burner again.
Fire…
She rolled her eyes and smacked her forehead, muttering "Now why didn't I think of that before?"
She closed her eyes and quickly waved a hand, which was glowing red, over the burner. It lit immediately. She smiled as Dan saw her.
"Well, she wouldn't give me any matches, so I think…hey! You did it! How?"
She smiled. "Well, I suddenly realized that there was no point in having fire powers if I couldn't use them. I just lit it myself."
"Right. We should have thought of that sooner." She nodded and looked at him, smiling. They both noticed at the exact same time, blushing and looking away immediately.
John and Eric were partners as well. They had already lit the burner and were mixing some of their chemicals. John looked over at his sister and smirked. "Those two are so perfect together," he whispered.
Eric looked up and grinned. "Yeah, they're in love, like you and my sister."
John jerked up. "What!" He accidentally bumped a beaker that was full to the brim. It tipped slightly and a few drops of the solution in it went into the one next to it. He looked back at it and saw it churning.
"Uh oh…"
Eric's eyes widened. "It's gonna blow! Duck and Cover!"
He and John dropped to the ground and rolled under the lab table. Everybody else followed suit, with Mrs. Hertz crouching behind her desk.. There was a huge explosion, which threw bits of glass and drops of chemicals everywhere and charred the lab table.
John and Eric rose slowly, grinning sheepishly as Mrs. Hertz stood up behind her desk and glared at them. They began to mutter incoherently.
"Um…uh…hehe…"
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"I swear it was an accident! Eric said somethingthat surprised me, and I twitched slightly and mixed two chemicals I shouldn't have! I'm really sorry!"
Mr. Dunbar sighed. "I know, but it still happened and something needs to be done about it. You two destroyed and damaged school property, as well as endangering the well-being of others in the classroom. You two will have two hours of detention every day until Friday, starting today, immediately after school."
The two looked down at the ground. "Yes sir," they mumbled in unison.
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After school that day, they called the rest of the gang and told them that they would be gone for the next two hours. Then, then went to detention in the Library and sat down at one of the tables.
They were supervised by Jeff Miller, the new Kadic gym teacher and doer of various other odd jobs, such as this one. He was basically Jim's replacement, and the two looked similar, almost identical! Despite what most people who remembered the younger Jim thought, they were not related.
John looked at Jeff and saw that he wasn't paying attention. He was reading some random magazine or something. He pulled a rock out of his pocket and made it float above his palm. It moved around in circles and began randomly moving around above the table. Eric saw this and decided to play around a bit too. He pulled some lead out of his pencil and ground it up with a book. Then he used some winds to make a graphite cyclone.
John dropped his rock in the center of the cyclone and watched it collapse. Eric wasn't paying enough attention to deal with that sudden change. He chuckled quietly as Eric glared at him.
Jeff looked up from his magazine. "Be quiet! You're in detention, not on break!"
They sat still and silent until he went back to his magazine, then started to whisper quietly.
"XANA hasn't attacked for a while. I wonder what he…she…it…whatever…is planning," Eric muttered.
John just smiled. "We'll deal with that when it happens. Meanwhile, we can relax a bit."
"But I like it on Lyoko! Just not when there are too many monsters."
"Well, if my sister can pull off what she did last time, we won't have a problem with that."
Eric grinned and whispered slightly louder. "Yeah…it was freakin' awesome! I was wondering though…remember that first attack? Before we knew about Lyoko? Your parents transformed into their Lyoko characters to fight the tarantulas. Do you think we can do that?"
"Who knows? Let's try after detention."
"BE QUIET!" Jeff interrupted their conversation.
"Yes sir," they blurted.
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