Disclaimer: See chapter one.

Author's Note: Thank you everyone! I never expected so many people to have seen both series or to read and review this story. I'm glad you like it, and it should only get more twisted as we go along.

Three figures stood in silhouette as they took the scenic elevator to the Student Council's balcony on the high Freudian tower. No one was quite sure why the council always met on an exposed balcony instead of some place sensible like a meeting room, but it wasn't raining or snowing so they didn't really care either.

"If it cannot break out of its shell, the Golden Dragon will die without ever being born," Xellos intoned solemnly. He raised his face out of the shadows and grinned broadly. "Which means less work for the monster race! Then the Dark Lords can throw a party with guacamole dip and charades!"

Lina's fist smashed squarely into the top of his head. "Xellos! That's not how Touga's egg speech goes!" She glowered at him. She crossed her arms and plopped into a chair beside their small table. "Now, do you mind explaining to us why we skipped episode two and why exactly we're starting this episode with our scene? I thought this was scene 3." She groused.

"Of course, Lina! Not much happened in episode two, other than Zangulus getting his ass kicked by Amelia again!" Xellos responded cheerfully.

Lina snickered. "Beaten by Amelia! Ha, ha! That's got to be embarrassing!"

Phil clicked his stopwatch and shot the smart-ass duelist a look. "What was that about my little Amelia!" he thundered. "I mean, that pure hearted girl smote him with the Blade of Moral Responsibility, and he has since been hiding in his room in shame!" Phil laughed hysterically at a joke, which apparently only he got.

"Ri-ight," said Xellos with a pained look. "Anyhow, now that she's won the duel Amelia is engaged to the Rose Bride. Zelgadis has moved into a deserted dormitory with her and his strange pet, Chibi. The author put our scene first so that we could summarize the important points from episode two and save her some time." Xellos shrugged, and then began happily scribbling bloody pictures of Golden Dragons on the back of a napkin.

"Hold it!" screamed Lina. "You mean not only am I not the main character in this, but I'm also being used as a cheap plot device!" She stamped her foot in anger and began to gather energy to herself. She could be heard quietly muttering, " Darkness beyond twilight, crimson beyond blood that flows…"

Xellos and Phil looked at her fearfully and waved their hands as they shouted at her to stop. "Wait! Wait, Lina!" called Xellos, "Your part is much better than the main part!" he offered. "Not only are you a model, who everyone considers an amazing beauty, but you also are greatly respected by all the students and faculty! In fact, the orange duelist is one of the most popular and compelling characters in the entire series!" A large bead of sweat was hanging from the side of his head.

Lina looked like a kid on Christmas. Her eyes got that shimmer that usually was reserved only for food. "You mean I can go through this entire story with no small breast jokes!" she gushed, clasping her hands joyfully. "What else do you know?"

Xellos scratched the back of his head nervously, as he perused the script. "Well… You're a formidable swordswoman, who can intimidate with a mere stare. It looks like you have a couple of episodes focused entirely around you," he said. "And…Oh my…" he stopped dead in his sentence, trying to hide his nervousness.

"What is it? What is it?" Lina begged enthusiastically. She danced around the balcony and hopped up and down, as though this were the best day of her life. She seemed too overwhelmed at the prospect of no small breast jokes to notice his sudden reluctance.

Xellos pulled his features into his customary grin and waggled his index finger at her. "THAT is a secret!" he told her, and he phased away before she could ask anything further.

"Good morning, Miss Amelia! Good morning, Miss Amelia!" called the crowds of blushing girls, as Amelia and Zelgadis made their way to class. Zelgadis was again fidgeting with his skimpy schoolgirl outfit and wishing he could find a way to hide from the crowds. It wasn't like these classes served a purpose or anything. It had only begun to dawn on him however, that instead of him being the freakish center of attention, all the girls were staring and blushing at Amelia beside him. Zelgadis wasn't sure whether he felt more relieved or jealous of her.

"You're loving every moment of this little farce, aren't you?" he asked Amelia in a sarcastic tone of voice. He crossed his arms over his chest and continued to walk alongside her in a huff.

Amelia couldn't figure out what was wrong with the petulant chimera this morning. After the initial shock of rooming together wore off, things had seemed fine. He could switch moods so fast sometimes. "That's not fair at all, Mister Zelgadis!" Amelia countered. "Despite my justice freak image, I'm a perfectly normal girl!" she pouted, as his bad mood started to rub off on her.

"Glad to hear it!" interrupted a familiar voice, which set Zelgadis's teeth on edge. The figure of a smiling purple haired Mazoku stepped in front of them and bowed low. "I'm Xellos Metallium, Mysterious Student Council President and perfectly normal boy."

"Fat chance on that last part," harrumphed Zelgadis. He narrowed his eyes, as the Mazoku took another step towards them. Zel caught himself protectively edging closer to Amelia as the jolly purple monster advanced upon them.

"You really are quite lovely," Xellos cooed at Amelia, as he reached out to stroke her silky raven locks. The shiny strands cascaded between his fingers, as he watched with fascination. "Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun," he repeated to himself, savoring each syllable.

In a movement that did all living things proud, Amelia smacked his hand away. "You're into those duels too, aren't you Mister Xellos?" she challenged. "There is no way that I want to spend time with anyone who wishes to rob Mister Zelgadis of his freedom. Despite appearances, he's a totally normal guy! Sure he has stones on his face and wires for hair--and he wears dresses and grows flowers, but you have to look past all that!" Amelia blushed as she spoke, and she quickly looked down as though her toes were the most captivating sight on earth.

"Thanks for the glowing endorsement, Amelia," Zelgadis grumbled. He slammed his forehead against the textbook he was carrying, in the hopes that it would wake him from this nightmare. His wire hair embedded itself in the cover of the geometry text, and the book dangled ridiculously in front of his face. As he fought to free himself from the awkward position, he failed to see Xellos's rose crest glittering in the sunlight.

"Don't be like that, Amelia," Xellos pleaded. "It's not like we don't have anything in common…" He flashed the ring at her again for good measure.

Amelia's heart fluttered at the sight. "That ring! Why do you have that?" she asked in amazement. It wasn't possible, was it?

Xellos opened one eye to peer at her. "Why to meet you, of course," he replied silkily. He kissed his fingertip, and ran it down her pink cheek, making her gasp. Then he departed, as quickly as he'd appeared.

Amelia stared after him in wonderment. "To meet me? No. Could he be my prince?" she thought silently. Her memory focused on the hazy figure who had long ago kissed the tears from her cheeks. It was just too confusing.

"Fruitcake!" Zel spat after the Student Council President. He noticed Amelia still staring after the departed figure, and stormed off to class with the book still stuck in his silvery-lilac hair. He decided that this morning couldn't get any worse.

Not long after, Amelia was staring out the window at Xellos, who was standing at the center of a group of fangirls. He flirted with them wickedly, as they "ooohed" and "aaahed" over his slightest attention. A running force ploughed into Amelia's back, knocking her halfway out the open window.

"Amelia! Amelia! Amelia, my love!" sang Martina. She seemed to have recovered from her broken heart, and was reattaching herself to her best friend like a Siamese twin. (No offense to any Siamese twins who may be reading this! I simply couldn't think of any way for two people to be closer. Or at least any way that still allowed a PG13 rating.) "Ah! I see what you're doing!" Martina teased, as she peered over Amelia's shoulder. "You're watching the mysterious playboy prince of the Student Council. Careful! I hear he's broken almost every heart on campus."

The word 'prince' startled Amelia, but she quickly pushed it aside and resumed her musings. "Hmm… There's just no way a playboy could be my prince on a white horse," she said quietly. "Besides anyone who introduces himself as Mysterious Student Council President is pretty suspicious in my book."

Meanwhile, Zelgadis was again being proven wrong by the gods of fate. He'd been cornered by three irate girls who had him literally backed against a wall. "You've ruined Zangulus!" screeched Eris menacingly. "He won't come out of the Kendo room, because of you. You jerk!" Behind her Mazenda and Callie nodded encouragingly, and the trio continued to advance upon him. Eris reared back her hand and let loose, before Zel could warn her. Eris collapsed to her knees clutching her hand and crying like a baby, and the other girls proceeded towards Zel with renewed menace at the sight of their fallen friend.

"What's going on here?" an imperious voice asked, causing Zel's would-be attackers to turn. A pretty girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes stepped into the quiet courtyard. She reached under her short skirt and pulled out an impossibly large mace, which she tapped expectantly against her other hand. Zelgadis's eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he imagined where she could have been hiding that thing. "If there's a problem, maybe I should bring it to the attention of the Student Council!" At these words (and the sight of the large spiky weapon) the trio of girls began to apologize profusely and quickly ran off, much to Zelgadis's relief.

"It's so nice to finally meet you Miss Zelgadis," Filia simpered. "Wow, you're really very pretty. No wonder you're so popular with the boys."

At those words Zelgadis uttered a scream and tried to claw his way through the wall behind him. Filia frowned at him and a held the mace against his throat to remind him that trying to escape her opening scene would be bad for his health. He wondered again just where that mace had been. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head threateningly before continuing, "You're especially popular with the boys from the freshman class. You've even been nominated for the School Dance Queen. They'll be announcing the winner at the dance this Saturday."

She smiled in a way that chilled Zelgadis's blood to ice. "I'm here to deliver your invitation personally. Really, Miss Zelgadis, I've been wanting to make your acquaintance for a LONG time."

Zelgadis's shoulders slumped in defeat as he accepted his invitation and trudged home. Behind his back the clouds parted and a pillar of light descended from the heavens. A sudden burst of angels' voices singing "Hallelujah!" echoed through the now empty courtyard; then God pulled up her pants.

Back in the dorm room that he awkwardly shared with Amelia, Zelgadis tried to play a game of solitaire to take his mind off things. He'd have drunk himself into oblivion, but for some reason this was the only campus in existence to have no liquor anywhere to be found. He was distracted by the whimpering of the only remaining chibi Gourry clone, which sat on the table across from him. Chibi Gourry, not understanding the concept of solitaire, kept trying to play cards with Zel, and the little swordsman was starting to cry at the constant rejection. The chimera finally gave up and tried playing a game of Old Maid against his bizarre pet.

"So you really don't have any other friends, Mister Zelgadis?" Amelia persisted from her spot on the carpet. Chibi Gourry looked affronted, and Amelia shifted uncomfortably. She didn't like the idea of hurting the feelings of anything that adorable. It went against her code of protecting the innocent. After all, anything that cute had to be completely pure. "Sorry, Chibi," she quickly apologized. She turned her deep blue eyes back on Zelgadis and waited for his answer.

"In case it's escaped your notice, Amelia, I really don't like people that much," Zelgadis grunted. He was watching Chibi Gourry's eyes closely for a clue, as he prepared to draw another card from his tiny opponent. "I'm not interested in being their sideshow freak. And I certainly don't plan on being their sideshow freak in drag!" Zelgadis growled. He saw a twitch, and he immediately drew the card with supreme self-satisfaction. "Shit!" Zelgadis cursed, as he drew away with the old maid. Chibi was doing a victory dance that involved spanking, and Zelgadis innocently knocked the little pet off the table with his elbow.

Amelia gave him an incredulous look and crossed her arms. "You REALLY need people friends," she told him dryly, as she arched her eyebrow at him.

"Amelia, I'm not going to that god-awful dance!" Zelgadis declared resolutely.

The doorbell rang with a delivery for them, and they exchanged worried looks before opening their respective packages. Zelgadis went first, and he was only slightly relieved to find that the ball gown Filia had sent for him was neither pink and ruffled nor sluttish and red. In fact, it looked like a dark blue velvet version of the outfit he'd worn to Femille. There were even elegant little silver clasps with rhinestones on them. "I'm still not going!" he told Amelia. He turned his back to her, and watched from the corner of his eyes as Amelia opened her package. Neither he nor Amelia paid any attention as Chibi Gourry began eating the silicon gel packets that had fallen out of the box.

Amelia lifted the cardboard lid from her package, as though she were afraid it would bite. She slowly peeled back the pink tissues and held the new garment up between her fingers for inspection. She screamed in gut-wrenching agony at what she saw. A dress made of black leather straps and a long red loincloth type skirt dangled in her hands. It was the epitome of a Dungeons and Dragons nightmare, and it showed off far more skin than it covered! Zelgadis fell forward clutching his gushing nose at the sight and the images it conjured.

"Yuck!" wailed Amelia pitifully. "He can't really expect me to wear this thing!" she whined, as Xellos's gift card fell to the carpet. Tears welled up in her eyes at the prospect. She hung her head sadly.

"So I guess neither of us is going to the dance then!" Zelgadis smiled happily, as he spun to face her. He quickly pulled the bloody Kleenex from his nose and hid it behind his back. This was the best thing that could have possibly happened he resolved. "We'll have a slumber party, and I'll make popcorn. Then maybe we can give each other makeovers. You can dress me in some of that wonderful MALE clothing in your closet, and maybe I could sneak a peek at you in that dress there… Just for fun, mind you," Zelgadis rattled off happily, hoping the blush in his cheeks wasn't too apparent.

"No," Amelia replied with determination. She raised her head in a slow and dramatic movement, and she shook her fist meaningfully. "No. It wouldn't be right for me to hide here, when my duty calls me to secure new friendships for you! It would be cowardly of me to run away, when the key to your future happiness may be at stake!"

"Amelia, I already said I'm not going," Zelgadis replied caustically, as a bead of sweat clung to him.

"Well, then," Amelia replied with satisfaction. "I guess I'll just have to wear this dress and go by myself with Xellos…" She smiled sweetly at the chimera, who'd gone completely pale and was shaking violently. She watched placidly, as his right eye began to twitch in frustration and his balled up fists turned whitish. Behind them Chibi Gourry ran across the room with a stream of foam billowing from his mouth.

"Blackmail is NOT just!" Zelgadis roared finally. He pointed an accusing finger at the smug hero. "You've… You've," he stammered, "You've picked up Lina's sense of justice!"

Amelia's eyes began to water, and she hugged herself tightly. "Mister Zelgadis, there are just some things you don't say to a person," she wailed.

On an orange wall covered with rose motifs, the shadow of a young girl in a ball gown and tiara checked her watch. "One…two…three… One…two…three… Oh where could he be?" Nene lamented, as the waltz played in the background.

"Did you check the bathroom?" asked a muffled voice. "The bathtub? Maybe he swam away…" Mimi's voice offered helpfully. "You know what a dance really is, don't you?" she asked.

Nene placed one hand on her hip and pointed up with her other hand, as if to signify that she had an idea. "Of course!" she chimed vivaciously. She raised her puffy skirt to reveal Mimi, dressed as a man and tied with thick ropes. The shadows looked at each other, and then turned to face their audience.

"It's a man trap!" they said in unison. They immediately broke into the waltz. "One…two…three… One…two…three… How shameless can they be?"

"Do you think you can untie me now?" Mimi asked as the scene faded to black. "I really have to go to the bathroom!"

"Too late!" sang Nene.

Xellos Metallium stood on the starlit balcony apart from the rest of the dance. He seemed focused on some far away plot, as a shadow crept up behind him. It stopped a short distance behind him and produced a heavy metal mace from beneath its skirt. Then it brought the club directly down upon the top of his skull.

"Ow!" Xellos complained with a whine, as he rubbed his head. He grabbed the Golden Dragon in a painful headlock. "Whatever did I do to merit such an ADORING little sister?" he asked teasingly. He tugged on a lock of Filia's blond hair, as she desperately clawed at his hands.

Filia managed to catch a small section of skin between her nails, and she gave him a very painful pinch. He released her and greeted her with a rueful smile, as Filia straightened herself from the tussle. While Xellos wore his formal white school uniform, Filia had donned a gold and black dress with dragons embroidered into the flowing skirts. Her pointy ears were hidden behind two round gold and green ornaments. As soon as she was back in sorts, she flashed Xellos the phoniest smile he'd ever seen. "Big BROTHER!" She cried happily, as she smashed her high heel into the toe of his shoe.

"Xellos, you had better behave yourself tonight," she warned in a low voice. "I don't know what you're up to lately, but I know it can only be trouble. I swear I'm going to stop you." She turned on her heel and stormed back into the dance with her long skirts trailing behind her.

"Your tail is showing, you stupid dragon," Xellos called after her. He smiled contentedly as her shoulders jerked, and she checked for her tail in paranoia. "Life is wonderful," he murmured without thinking. Then he fell to the floor in agony at his own words. "Dammit!" his moan carried on the sweet evening breeze.

Amelia and Zelgadis entered the throng of partygoers at the Metallium mansion. Chibi immediately jumped off Zelgadis's shoulder and disappeared for the dessert cart, while chanting the word "food" over and over. Zelgadis was closely watching every move that Amelia made, in the hopes that her embarrassment would finally send her running home. Then he'd be free to leave. He hid his grin at the way she cringed upon giving up her coat. Then he saw the predatory look in the coat man's eye, and Zelgadis quickly ushered her away, trying in vain to shield her from view with his own body.

Amelia's ample bosom looked ready to pop out at the slightest movement, and the skirt had a habit of revealing her posterior when she walked. Zelgadis tried desperately to think of a way to shield her from both directions at once, as he trailed closely behind her with his skirts stretched to cover her backside from view. He also had to fight the urge to walk backwards, as his own view of her was creating a huge distraction for him. And he'd thought looking at her in her bathing suit had made him feel shy! "Please don't let Prince Phil be here anywhere," he thought privately.

"There you are," Filia called warmly. She moved easily through the crowd and met them at the top of the stairs. "You look beautiful Miss Zelgadis!" she exclaimed. "I just knew that dress I sent you would be perfect!" She realized that both Amelia and Zelgadis were staring at her strangely. "What's wrong? Is my hair mussed or something?" she asked in fear that Xellos had done something nasty to her that she had yet to discover.

"Oh! No! Of course not!" Amelia and Zelgadis chorused. They looked at each other and Amelia gave Zel a nudge with her elbow and jerked her head towards Filia, as though prompting him to ask the dragon girl a question.

Zelgadis stared down at his hands, as he concentrated on touching the ends of his index fingers together. "Miss Filia, what exactly are those baubles on the sides of your head?" he asked in embarrassment, and Amelia grinned at him in approval.

"Oh!" Filia giggled, as she unfastened the decoration in front of her left ear. She gave it a slight twist and the bauble unscrewed into a pair of teacups. "Tea, anyone?" she inquired politely, as Zelgadis and Amelia fell to the floor.

"Come on, Miss Zelgadis," Filia directed, as she took the nervous chimera by the arm. Zelgadis reached back towards Amelia in a panic, as he was led away into the crowd of strangers. "Nominees have to stand over here," Filia explained as the crowd parted around them. Behind them Zelgadis could see the stampede of men preparing to descend upon Amelia. He hoped vaguely that nothing would fall out of that dress if she had to fight them off.

Amelia wasn't alone for even a heartbeat. No sooner had Filia led Zel away then an appreciative whistle caused Amelia to turn around. Xellos stood behind her studying the way the "dress" showed of her petite figure. "Lovely," he whispered, as he closed the gap between them. "I knew that dress was perfect for you," he told her, as he opened his eyes to stare into hers. He grasped her around the waist and drew her tightly against him. Several men behind Amelia ran from the room with severe nosebleeds as her dress billowed up in the movement.

"I don't know what you were thinking, Mister Xellos!" Amelia protested. "How could you think I'd be happy wearing something like this!" she insisted.

She shuddered as Xellos leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "My, my! Don't we look like the perfect couple? Like a prince and princess from the fairy tale." He gave her a grin that was filled with wicked promises, and Amelia blanched. "Shall we dance?" he offered in his most tempting manner.

Filia led Zelgadis into the heart of the crowd, before she suddenly released her grip and disappeared from sight. Zel whipped his head around looking for her, but the crowd was too densely packed. He couldn't see Amelia anymore over the heads of the dancers and partiers, and in that ensemble she should have been visible anywhere. Zelgadis drew his arms around himself protectively, and searched the crowd for any friendly face at all. He felt eyes boring into him, staring at him from every direction. In his mind he could hear them all laughing, "Stony freak in a dress!"

"Miss Filia," Eris grinned, as she watched Zelgadis standing alone in the crowd. "She's wearing your special dress, isn't she?" Behind Eris stood Mazenda and Callie, who also seemed to be enjoying the scene immensely.

"And it suits her so well," Mazenda drawled calmly.

Filia hid herself behind one of the marble pillars, as she watched the scene unfold. Certainly, she knew her brother had an interest in this strange girl. He seemed to talk about little else lately, and she only hoped that the humiliation that Zelgadis was about to receive would be enough of a warning to stay away from Xellos. Foiling Xellos's plans for the girl wasn't her only motivation though. She knew that a far deeper need drove her. Not only was Xellos taboo to her as her brother, but also as they were separated by the gulf between Golden Dragon and Mazoku. How she loved to hate him! How she loved to be the only woman to rain down suffering upon him! How she wanted him for her and her alone! "Oh, Xellos!" Filia thought, "If I can't have you, I can at least make sure no other unworthy girl gets you!"

Filia took a break from her mentally disturbed fixation long enough to catch the eye of the waiter, Alfred. She gave him a small nod as he held up a bottle of champagne and gave it a little shake. He stalked towards the unsuspecting Zelgadis and slowly eased the cork with his thumb. The cork shot away, and the fizzy liquid splattered all over their victim drenching him from head to toe. Every one nearby had focused their attention upon the little scene. Alfred tried to help with a towel, but in reality he was simply spreading the champagne around to more of the dress.

"Oh dear," Filia thought with pleasure, "She got my special dress all wet and now look what's happening!" On the writer's cue, the soft blue fabric started to melt away wherever the liquid had touched it.

"Well, what about it? Shall we dance?" Xellos repeated, giving Amelia a little wink.

"Mister Xellos, get your hand off my ass!" Amelia stated firmly giving him an uppercut to the chin. Xellos's head snapped back, and he landed flat on his back at her feet. Her anger faded as Xellos stared back at her wide-eyed and clutching his chin. "I-I mean… I'm not good at these sorts of dances," Amelia covered quickly. She scratched her head and gave him a slightly guilty smile.

"Then why did you bother coming?" Xellos moaned up at her. He had to admit privately that there just wasn't a bad angle on this dress.

"Well, I…um… I" Amelia faltered. "I thought that you…"

"That I might what?" Xellos pressed as he climbed to his feet. His suave demeanor had returned, and he felt sure that he was about to make real headway. He was thwarted by a high-pitched, feminine scream.

Zelgadis was desperately trying to hold together the tatters of his gown as the crowed closed in around him. "Eyes, eyes everywhere!" he muttered. "Watching me! Why are they always watching me?" His paranoia about being stared at and treated like a freak had surged to the front under the barrage of shocked looks cast his direction. Then he remembered the ultimate horror of his present crisis. "Oh, don't wear underpants, Mister Zelgadis! They'll create a panty line!" he mimicked in an Amelia voice.

Seeing the dire situation, Amelia fled from Xellos's side and magically threw off her own dress as she changed into her boy's uniform. "Mister Zelgadis!" she called from the top of the stairs. The music surged dramatically as she made her grand entrance to the rescue scene. Zelgadis was staring daggers at her from his huddled position on the floor, but he was secretly hoping she would finally get him the hell out of here.

Amelia leapt from the top of the stairs, did a backwards somersault, and landed on the dessert cart face first. "Oof," she grunted. The Chibi Gourry Clone poked her in the butt with a fork repeatedly, and she righted herself. Next, Amelia yanked the once pristine tablecloth off the dessert cart, knocking chocolates, fruits, and cakes everywhere. Then she quickly secured the stretch of fabric around Zelgadis like a dress.

Chibi started the antique gramophone and was immediately attacked by a Mini Lina Clone. The Chibi Lina suddenly grew a crocodile snout and Chibi Gourry ended up between her jaws in a black on red silhouette. (Movie parody alert there!)

"Shall we dance?" Amelia suggested, dragging the stunned chimera onto the dance floor before he could respond. The crowd stood in a circle watching them, as a spotlight fell upon them, the only couple dancing. Sparkly colored lights played over them, and a rain of rose petals highlighted their magic moment.

Zelgadis could feel his face burning with the barely controlled urge to flee. "Dammit, Amelia!" he barked in mortification. "How does this constitute a rescue? Instead of the naked freak on the floor, I'm now the freak wearing a stained tablecloth and dancing with a transvestite!"

"I know," Amelia responded dreamily, "but at least I was able to get rid of Mister Xellos's dress." She had just set right a great wrong and was enjoying her hero's reward.

A new thought struck Zelgadis. "Um, how were you able to change without everyone seeing you naked?" Zelgadis asked in confusion.

Amelia stopped moving and stared up at him with wide eyes. Then she screamed.

Preview: Next Episode

Amelia: Meet Phillionel Seyruun, the pacifist genius who plays music and gives justice speeches at the national level!

Zelgadis: Don't forget "looks like a dwarf"!

Amelia: Judging him by his looks is totally unfair! He too is on the student council, although he has only fought one duel.

Zelgadis: Crap! I know where this is going.

Amelia: I think he'd like to fight one for you, though, Mister Zelgadis.

Zelgadis: Apparently he's not alone…

Amelia: Next time on Revolutionary Girl Amelia: The Sunlit Garden

Zelgadis: The Absolute Destiny Apocalypse!