The scale had to be broken. It just had to be. There was no way on Earth that Elegancia had gained two pounds-- she ate healthy (atleast, she had been since the last time she weighed herself), she was very active, and she did not have a slow metabolism.

So why, then, was it that the scale was telling her that she weighed plus two pounds? It had to be broken. Elegancia threw a silk robe on, left her bathroom, and went to her Father's. He had a much better scale-- atleast, it ought to have been, since he only selected high quality stuff (not that she didn't either, but whatever)-- one that was not electronic. Placing one dainty foot forward, Elegancia stepped up and onto the scale. And... The scale still weighed an extra two pounds. She could have cried at that moment.

No, no, no, no, no, she could not gain weight, no, she couldn't-- she was now obese!! Elegancia trudged back to her room and thrust herself upon her Egyptian-cotton-only bed. She proceeded to think, for a good half hour or so, on ways to lose the weight. No more eating, no more sitting for more than ten minutes at a time, and no more idly standing around. She would always be in motion! There was no way that she would gain weight that way! The hardest part would be cutting back on chocolate-- she wasn't sure if she could manage, but she'd have to. Especially if she wanted to lose those extra two pounds. Thankfully, work as a sailor soldier would help her get the exercise she needed. So for the next few days, Elegancia would put this plan into action and lose that wait, darn it!!

On the first day, Elegancia ate nothing but a banana for breakfast, nothing for lunch, and a salad (no dressing!) for dinner. When she had to sit for too long she would fidget (it kind of made her look like she had to pee), so as to keep her heart-rate up. For exercise, Elegancia went for a night-time jog in Destiny City's park, which she felt could also double as a scout-patrol. No youma or lieutenants were to be found, so she pressed herself that much harder during the jog. Although she was sweaty by the end of the day, Elegancia felt very accomplished with herself.

For the second day, she didn't eat at all. Elegancia was determined to lose the weight, and no matter how much her stomach gurgled and groaned, she did not submit to it. Unfortunately, she came to learn that without food, she did not have energy. And without energy, Elegancia could not perform as well as she usually did. She stuck to staying home and doing half-assed crunches and "girl" push-ups. By the time she was in bed, Elegancia felt somewhat good about herself and the progress she was making.

On the third (and final, because she was getting anxious) day, Elegancia caved and ate a piece of chocolate off of a Hershey's Bar. And, wouldn't you know it, her day was ruined!! She went for another jog, but encountered a lieutenant (who kicked her butt, but she managed to escape), and could hardly manage to workout further that night. But she pulled herself together and stepped onto the scale once more. She hoped for the best, and..

Two pounds. Still.

The brunette proceeded to make a stringent calendar of dieting, workouts, and motivational quotes. Unbeknownst to the ever-weight-conscious Elegancia, however, muscle weighed more than fat. But she would never gain muscle, right? Right. It was such a manly thing to do, and she was forever-dainty and feminine-- there was no way she could have gained muscle. Ever. However, she had been doing a lot of dashing and jumping and the likes for the past few months...

Whatever, that couldn't be it. Elegancia would have to go on a diet, of course.