Garnet sits in her room counting her money*
Garnet: One... two... three... four... five. Five gil. I'm rich!
*Garnet takes her money out to show Zidaine*
Garnet: Zidaine! Look! I'm rich!
Zidaine: *scowls* You aren't rich, you only have five gil.
Garnet: That's not a lot?
Zidaine: No. Rusty, why did you let her out of her room?
Steiner: Well, she just seemed... so happy, and cute, and...
Zidaine: DON'T YOU EVER LET HER OUT OF HER ROOM UNLESS I SAY!
Steiner: Sorry... *cough*%#$hole*cough*
Zidaine: What was that!?
Steiner: Nothing *cough*goodfornothingvegabond*cough*
Zidaine: You are aware this is for her own good! Remember what happened before? She got so fat and power hungry, I had to put her down.
Steiner: I know, but all that shock treatment...
Zidaine: I don't want to repeat myself, but I will. It was for her own good! She would have turned out like her mother!
*a guard walks by eating some potato salad*
Zidaine: Hmm... *stops soldier* Are you on duty?
Guard: No, it's my lunch break.
Zidaine: I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to confiscate some of the potato salad.
Guard: How much?
Zidaine: A good potion. All of it in fact. Hand it over.
Guard: (grumbling) Alright, here.
*Zidaine grabs the potato salad and starts to gobble it down like an animal.*
Zidaine: (potato salad dripping down his chin) You are dismissed.
Steiner: Zidaine, I don't think -
Zidaine: WHAT?
Steiner: SIR. I don't think you should eat so much as you have been lately... you're starting to gain some weight.
Zidaine: What's it to you? I don't see you outside running laps, FATTY.
Steiner: What!? I am perfectly fit.
Zidaine: Whatever. I'm sorry, but you will have to be executed.
Steiner: No! Why?
Zidaine: You insulted me and you let the poor queen out of her room. GUARDS!
Steiner: This is an outrage!
Zidaine: Guards, take Steiner and execute him. And make sure the queen is locked up good.
...
Oh, and bring me some more of that potato salad.
Note: This is the first of several stories about Zidane becoming corrupt with power.