And here we are again! This one has #Steven Universe themes as well. As is clear from the prompt. Enjoy!
Day 19: Fusion
"Hey. Psst."
Ulrich opened one eye, and rubbed at his face with the arm that Odd was currently poking with a piece of paper. Somewhere in the middle distance he could hear Mrs. Hertz explaining nuclear fission, but even if he was listening he knew he wouldn't be able to understand it. So he didn't listen, and focused on Odd instead. "What?"
"Look at this." With a grin, Odd slid the paper he'd been holding across the table, where it came to a stop right next to Ulrich's notebook.
Ulrich picked it up, unfolded it - and held it in front of his face for a second, stunned. "Odd, what-"
"Isn't it cool?" Odd said. "I was thinking of doing them for everyone."
Ulrich could hardly comprehend what he was seeing - and even less that Odd had actually chosen to show it to him. It was a person - probably. A person with spiky brown and purple hair, in some kind of a purple spandex samurai's outfit, with four arms, a sword, and a shield. It was very well drawn, but that only made it even more uncanny.
"Er, what am I looking at?" he whispered.
"It's a fusion! Of, you know…" Odd drew a circle in the air, just to make clear what he was talking about without actually saying "our Lyoko forms" out loud.
Ulrich stared at the picture for another two seconds - and then a cold trickle of shock ran down the back of his neck. "This is us?"
"Wouldn't it be cool if we could actually do that, though?" Odd said. "I know, Jeremie'd never allow it, but-"
"No, he wouldn't," Ulrich said. "Not after the Kiwi incident."
"Yeah…actually, that was pretty creepy. So maybe I don't want to…yeah." Odd stared into the middle distance for several seconds. "But it sounds cool, in theory."
"What sounds cool?" Ulrich nearly jumped back in his seat - and it was a good thing he hadn't, or he would have hit Sissi square in the face. She was leaning full across the top of her desk; if Mrs. Hertz hadn't had her back turned at that moment, she would have thrown a fit. "Come on, show me, I wanna see."
"Hey, quit it!" Odd said, moving himself in front of her. His voice was loud enough to get almost all the eyes on the room turned to him. "This is none of your business!"
"Huh, why not?" Sissi said, smirking at him. "Don't want me to see your weird four-arm drawing?"
"If I wanted to show it to you, I would have! So shove off-"
"Dude," Ulrich said, "you're yelling-"
"Delmas! Della Robbia!" Mrs. Hertz yelled from the front of the room, loud enough to silence Odd in an instant. "Do you have something you'd like to share with the class?"
"Yes I do, Mrs. Hertz!" Sissi swiped the drawing from off Ulrich's desk, fell back into her seat, and waved it high in the air. "Della Robbia's got this really freaky drawing!"
"Gggghhh…Sissi…" Odd clamped his hands over his eyes and sank lower and lower in his seat as Mrs. Hertz approached and took the drawing from out of Sissi's hands.
"Well, let's…" Mrs. Hertz stared at the drawing for several seconds, her eyes growing wider and wider as she looked. Then, she calmly folded the paper in half, and then in quarters, and brought it back up to her desk.
"Let's get back to the lesson," she said. "And no more interruptions!"
She continued precisely where she'd left off, as if no interruption had taken place at all. Odd looked over at Ulrich, and then back at Sissi, who looked just as confused as the two of them did. Then he faced forward again, holding his head in his hands.
"Great," he whispered. "Just great. That's the last thing I wanted."
"It doesn't look like you're in trouble," Ulrich said. "If she was, she'd let you know."
"No, this is even worse," Odd said. "It's probably going right into Jim's collection. It'll take me ages to get him to give it up…"
- Carth