"X equals negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus four AC, all over two A."
Gourry stared at the paper and watched Amelia point to each segment of the formula, his hand cupping his chin in a look of extreme concentration. Silence. One minute passed. Then two. Then five. Finally...
"Amelia…"
"Yes, Mr. Gourry?"
"There's something seriously wrong with this quagmatic math-stuff and the people who came up with it."
The princess tilted her head, perplexed. "…What do you mean?"
Crossing his arms, the swordsman sat up in his chair. "I know I may not be very bright, Amelia, but… Even I know that A, B, C, and X aren't numbers!"
Gourry blinked as Amelia's forehead hit the table with a dull thud.
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A/N: Random drabble doodled out during my last math class. Proof that I am, indeed, not yet dead.