Things have been starting to look up now that the castaways have cable and real food. Island morale has gone up 50%, and even Zelgadis is feeling more pleasant about the situation. Things are finally starting to look up. As we scan the surroundings, we find the girls at the village drinking pina colada mixers.

Firia: I’ve never felt better in my entire life!

Lina: Well of course you’re happy. You married one of our writers, and got a monster of a wedding ring to go with it.

Firia: True, but aside from that, all this stuff makes me feel like a new dragon!

Lina: You’re right about that. Now that I feel so fresh and revived, I actually look forward to the Queen’s next script.

Martina: Same here. I wonder what predicament she’ll put us in this time?

Michael the Red Priest: She’ll put you in none, because she’s not writing today.

Firia: Michael!

Michael is standing at the entrance of the old girl’s hut. Firia runs over and hugs her husband.

Firia: She didn’t tell us you’d be writing today.

Michael: That’s because she wasn’t able to let you guys know. I wasted most of her time today trying to change my schedule so that I could write tomorrow.

Firia: Why?

Michael: Because I’m stuck baby-sitting my sister today.

Girls: You have a sister?

Michael: Yep.

Firia: Mike, why didn’t you tell me about this?

Michael: Because I fear for your safety darling. Believe me, you don’t wanna meet my sister.

Firia: Nonsense, of course I do. Where is she?

Michael (sounding somewhat reluctant): She’s in the hut.

The girls look inside.

Sylphiel: Michael?

Michael: Yes?

Sylphiel: She’s not in here.

Michael: What??!!

He moves the girls aside and looks in. The room is empty, and a window has been opened.

Michael: Oh great, she’s on the loose!

Lina: Hey look, here are some footprints. They head toward the beach.

Michael darts off ahead of them. Meanwhile, at the beach, the guys lay in the sun and soak up rays, unaware of the mayhem that is about to ensue.

Rezo: I just love these days where we can lay around and do nothing.

Gourrigan: Same here.

Zelgadis: I just thought of something....

Rezo: Oh? And what is that, oh grandson/great-grandson of mine?

Zelgadis: What the hell am I doing here tanning with you guys? I’m made of stone! My skin can no longer be affected by UV rays! I cannot get the nice tan you guys will!

Xellos: Oh put a sock in it Zel, and pass me the sunblock will you?

Zelgadis reaches over for the sunblock, and we see a small, slender hand reach out and snatch the sunblock bottle, and replace it with a bottle of hot sauce (it’s that kind of hot sauce you have to sign those legal wavers for just to buy it, and must avoid skin contact at all times). Zel picks up the bottle and hands it over to Xellos, who puts it on without even looking at the label. All is quiet for a minute, then--

Xellos: ARRRGGGGGHHHH!!!! IT BURNS!

Xellos jumps up and starts running around in SD form screaming bloody murder. We then see the same hand drop and ant farm under Xellos’ feet, which he steps on, thus unleash-ing the angry little beasts. They start to crawl up his leg, biting him as they move along. While Xellos continues to scream and flail about, his friends try to help him.

Xellos: Someone get these little devils off me!

Zangulus: Well if you’d just hold still for a minute, then we could help.

Zelgadis: This is getting us nowhere. I propose we try a different approach. FIREBALL!!!

Zel launches the fireball at Xellos, which roasts him to a crisp. The guys start to laugh at Xellos while he just stands in a dazed state.

Xellos: You thought that was funny, eh Zel?

Zelgadis (still snickering): What, you think it was me?

Xellos: Well, you’re the one who handed me this bottle.

Zelgadis: Look man, I have no idea where it came from.

Xellos: Don’t make things worse then they already are Zel.

Zelgadis: I’m telling you, it wasn’t me.

Xellos: THAT’S IT!

Xellos prepares to launch an attack spell at Zel, when Michael comes running down to the beach in a panicked state.

Michael: Whereisshe?Didyouseeheranywhere? (looks at Xellos) snicker Xellos, what happened to you?

Xellos: Zelgadis here put hot sauce on my body, and ants tried to eat me alive.

Michael: Oh great, she’s made herself at home already. She may still be around here.

Gourrigan: What are you talking about Mi--

Michael: SHH!!! She’s still here.

Michael points at a rather suspicious-looking bush. He walks up to the bush and fires a "ki" blast into it. When the dust clears, we see a girl half the Red Priest’s height, wearing what looks like a purple Sailor Scout uniform. She has that kinda look that Lina has when she’s beyond pissed.

Little Girl: Thanks a lot Mike! You singed my hair.

Michael: That’s not all I’m gonna singe you little--OOF!!!

The little girl launches a 4-hit combo on the red priest, but he breaks it by grabbing her arm and throwing her into the sand.

Michael: I told you to wait in the hut!

Little Girl: WAIT THIS!!!

The little girl throws her tiara, which turns into a glowing disc. Michael turns on his staff just in time to deflect the disc. He then drops it and rushes the girl. The two get into a fight a la Dragonball Z, up until Michael grabs the little girl in a headlock.

Michael: XELLOS!!! Quick, use a restraining spell!

Xellos puts the spell on the girl. She struggles a little bit, then gives up and falls to her knees, bowing her head in shame. Then the girls come.

Lina: What on earth is going on here? We saw an explosion and-- Xellos, what the hell happened to you?

Xellos: She happened to me.

He points to the little girl in the sailor scout outfit.

Firia: Michael, is this your sister?

Michael: Unfortunately, yes.

Firia: She’s soooo cute! What’s her name?

Michael: Leslie, or as I call her, Sailor Pain-in-the-ass.

Leslie headbutts her brother in the stomach.

Leslie: You’re one to talk, Daywalker. Now are you going to let me out of this, or what?

Michael: Do you promise not to pull anymore pranks?

Leslie (eyes shining with innocence): Yes.

Michael: Okay.

We cut scenes to the village, where everyone is enjoying themselves. The girls are at the table talking to Leslie and Michael, and the guys are watching Zangulus and Gourrigan square-off in a game of Dragonball Z: Legends. Zangulus is putting the smack down on Gourrigan, whose player life-bar is near zero.

Zangulus: Finally, I find something I can beat your ass in!!! Looks like I’m gonna win this!

Then Gourrigan executes a 20-hit combo that finishes off Zangulus. Zangulus sits in disbelief, his hands trembling. Gourrigan simply smiles.

Zangulus (eye twitching): I. Was. So. Close.

Martina escorts her husband back their hut, comforting him as they move along. At the table, the girls are talking to Leslie, but Michael is there watching over her like a hawk.

Lina: So what’s with the sailor scout outfit?

Leslie: Sailor Moon is my favorite anime, and since my brother dresses up in outfits that match his favorite anime, I figured I’d do the same while I was here. (looks at her brother) Hey Daywalker, are you going sit here watching over me like this all day?

Michael: If I must, yes.

Amelia: Michael, what does she mean by calling you "Daywalker"?

Leslie: That’s his nickname. Have you ever seen his incisors? He looks like Count Dracula.

All the girls look at Michael, and can see his fangs protruding out of from under his upper lip, especially now that he’s somewhat peeved for it being mentioned.

Naga: AH HA HA! Look at those choppers! It looks like you could open a can with them! AH HA HA!

Michael bonks Naga over the head, shutting her up for the moment. Then Leslie notices Firia’s wedding ring.

Leslie: Wow! That’s a beautiful ring! Are you married?

Firia blushes, then nods. Leslie looks at the group of bachelors in front of the Playstation.

Leslie: So which one of them are you married to?

Firia: None of them, actually.

Leslie: Well, then who?

Firia points to Michael, who blushes as red as a turnip. Leslie falls on the floor and starts laughing.

Leslie: Oh boy, when mom finds out about this, she’ll string you alive.

Firia: What are you talking about? Michael is old enough to make his own decisions.

Leslie shakes her head.

Leslie: No he can’t. He’s only 15.

Firia: WHAT????

Firia glares at her husband, who now has a scarlet-colored face. He smiles and has that "please don’t kill me" face on him.

Firia: Why didn’t you tell me you were 15?

Michael: Well, um, I--Well, it’s like, um--

Firia: Oh, why do I even bother? You’ll probably make up some excuse right?

He nods.

Firia: ARGHH!!! WHY DO I PUT UP WITH MEN???

Firia transforms into dragon mode and flies away, and all watch while she disappears into the distance. When she’s gone, all look at Michael, who is still blushing.

Michael: I’m going after her. (looks at Leslie) We’ll talk about this later. Lina, keep an eye on my sister will ya?

Lina: Okay.

Michael (whispering): Don’t underestimate her. Her ability to control her temper is worse than yours.

Lina: AND WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

Michael: Um, nothing. I’m going now. RAYWING!

Michael raywings after Firia, and all look at Leslie. She has her innocent face on.

Lina: How could she be as bad as Michael says she is?

Amelia: Yeah, that doesn’t make sense. She’s too nice to be mean.

Xellos (putting on anti-itch ointment): I like her too.

Zelgadis: But she doused you in hot sauce and fed you to the ants.

Xellos: True, but anyone who can get the drop on a Mazoku like that deserves to be liked and respected. Besides, I might just take her instead of Amelia if my plans in Zelgadis on the Road fail.

Moans all around.

Zelgadis: Do me a favor, and don’t remind me of anything from the Queen’s other projects.

Xellos: Sorry.

Lina: Well, we still have 5 hours before dinner. (looks at Leslie) What would you like to do?

Leslie: Hmm....How about hide-and-seek?

Lina: That’s not a bad idea. If we had played this earlier, we would’ve never been so bored. Why didn’t we think of playing this?

Zelgadis: Because the playing field is a 25 square-mile death trap.

Amelia: You always look at the negative side of everything don’t you?

Zelgadis: What can I say, it’s a gift.

Rezzo: Well, if you guys don’t mind, I think I’ll stay here. Hide-and seek was never one of my favorite things to do.

Lina: Martina, Zangalus! Get out of that hut now! Alrighty then, let’s start hiding and seeking. Leslie, are you ready? Huh?

Zelgadis: What’s wrong?

Lina: Where’s Leslie?

All look around, only to see that the wee one is nowhere in sight.

Lina: Oh great, she’s already started the game without us! Oh no, she went without a guide!

Gourrigan: So?

Lina pummels him, then explains.

Lina: Soooo, that means she’ll get lost, and probably drown in quicksand or something. Then Michael will find out.

Gourrigan: And that’s a problem?

Another round of pummeling.

Lina: BAKA!!! Do you realize what he’ll do to us when he finds out we’ve lost his sister?

All start to think, and thought bubbles appear on top of their heads. All but Gourrigan think of them being stuck in a yaoi or something much worse, but Gourrigan thinks of what would happen if they changed the name of Happy Meals to Sad Meals. Lina sees his thought bubble, and pummels him.

Lina: C’mon, we gotta find her. Let’s split up so that we can cover more ground.

The groups are made, and all head in different directions. We then see a slight ripple effect that reminds you of a cloaked Romulan warbird moving around the hut, and stops at where the group was standing. The cloak disappears, and we see Leslie standing against the hut, with a grin that is even more wicked than Xellos’.

Leslie: What a bunch of twerps. That was easier than I thought. (rubs her hands wickedly) At last, I will have my revenge. BWAH HA HA HA!!! Ladies and gentlemen, let the games begin.

To be continued...