...that picnic basket. Whoa, who saw that coming? Zel looked down at the picnic basket. It seemed no different from before. He opened the lid and gasped. It was filled to the brim with Nutella-filled crepes! His favorite! But he was full. Sadly, Zel turned away from the picnic basket and started to walk away ... and that mysterious dragging noise began again ... Zel stopped and looked back at the basket. It had moved with him. He opened the lid and found that it was overflowing with Nutella-filled crepes! A little sweatdrop appeared on the basket.
"You want to come with me?" Zel asked. A few more sweat drops appeared. "All right. I don't suppose you know where to find a good place to stay for the night?"
The lid of the basket snapped shut, then opened again. Lying inside was a little gingerbread temple.
"I have to go there?" Zel asked. "But I don't know where it is."
The lid closed again and reopened, revealing a perfect cake-map.
"I see..." murmured Zel. "Thank you." The basket blushed. "Let's go, then." They started off.
The temple was easy enough to find, since the map was very accurate - and tasty - and the little picnic basket had no trouble on the strange roads, for which Zel was glad. It was quite dark when they came upon the temple and Zel was very tired. He lay down on the grass and fell asleep.
In the morning he was awoken by a great clatter!
"Zoisite!" he heard an annoying voice yell. "You're going down! Moon ... Prism ... Power!" Strange music sounded out of nowhere. Zel looked around, trying to place it.
"Catch me if you can!" taunted an effeminate-looking young man who appeared floating above a wall.
Zel stared at him, finding it difficult to believe that this was not a woman. He crept around the wall to get a better view of what was going on. There was a girl there with long, blond pigtails ... in a sailor suit? She pulled the tiara off her head and said something about the moon (Zel couldn't quite make it out), causing the thing to change into a glowing frisbee.
Something told Zelgadis that this wasn't good, so - after thanking the little bird, for it was, indeed, a little bird that had told him - he scrambled around the wall, trying to get away. Just as he thought he was in the clear, the wall behind him exploded. Rock flew everywhere, pummeling Zel's head and eventually knocking him into unconsciousness.