Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass.

A/N: I used some dialogue from a subbed version of the scene on Youtube for the beginning parts.

"If I really want to give an order, none can disobey me. Shoot me, fire Suzaku...I could order you to do anything...!"

Euphemia smiled that sweet, innocent smile of hers. "You're just joking...aren't you?"

"No, I'm serious," Lelouch replied back, his brow furrowing, "Even if I were to say 'eat endlessly until you reach a total weight of about 450 pounds or more', you would have no choice but to follow my command-"

At that moment, Euphemia felt something deep and powerful resonate from within her subconsciousness. It was a voice. It was telling her...no, demanding her to eat. This little voice slowly grew louder and louder until Euphemia's ears were practically ringing, ordering her to stuff her face with as much food as she could possibly get her hands on. She had to eat and eat until she became too fat to even move. Every bit of common sense the pink-haired woman possessed screamed for her to simply ignore these orders, but she just couldn't. The desire to feast was becoming too great for her to overcome. Her stomach began to ache as well, only intensifying this sudden bout of immense hunger she felt. Lelouch still had no idea that he had just unwillingly used his Geass on the poor girl.

"No!" Euphemia cried aloud, more to herself than to Lelouch, "No! I...I..."

Lelouch gasped. 'Euphie...?'

Her entire body shaking violently, Euphemia slowly wrapped her arms over her chest. "No...no...I...I don't want to eat! I'm...I'm not hungry!!!"

She squirmed a bit in defiance before finally collapsing to the ground, her last attempt at fighting back these urges an utter failure. All of the color drained from Lelouch's face; he knew what was going on now.

'Oh no...it's my Geass!!! I...I can't turn it off! Does this mean that...oh my god, this is not gonna end well...'

Euphemia raised her head, red circles having formed around her pupils. "I see. I must...gain weight. I must eat and eat until I weight about 450 pounds. I must become fat."

'Shit...this is bad!' Kneeling down in front of her, Lelouch cried, "No! Euphie! Forget that order!!! Just forget it!!"

Without even responding, Euphemia immediately leaped to her feet, and began running down the hallway as fast as her legs could carry her, her long pink hair flapping about wildly. Lelouch cursed under his breath.

"EUPHIE! WAIT!!!"

No longer under control of her own actions, Euphemia rushed out onto the stage to greet the thousands of Japanese people would had come to the stadium to see her today. Many of the spectators began to whisper amongst themselves, wondering exactly why the Princess had been so late. Euphemia did not seem concerned with such matters, though; she only had one thing on her mind, and that was FOOD.

Jumping up from his seat, and looking a little confused to boot, Andreas Dalton spoke up, "Deputy Vicereine! Where is Zero?!"

Euphemia simply ignored the man's words, and held the microphone up to her face as she addressed the citizens of Area 11. She hungrily licked her lips, wetting them lightly to prepare what she hoped to soon become an ultimate binging session. Her stomach let out a loud growl, as well.

"All those that call themselves Japanese, I have a favor to ask. Would you mind giving me all of your food?" Euphemia requested in that sugary-sweet voice of hers.

For a moment, a hushed silence befell the massive crowd. Eventually, they were able to quickly regain their composure.

"What did she say?"

"She's joking, right?"

"You gotta be kidding me..."

Seeing that the people were not complying, Euphemia let out a sigh. "Um...I'm really hungry, and I need to gain at least 450 pounds by the end of the day, but I suppose such a thing is impossible, right? Still, I must try! But...it doesn't look like any of you are willing to simply give up your food so that I may gain. Oh, well...soldiers, confiscate all of their food and bring it to me! The fat-free stuff, too!!"

Andreas Dalton swung his arm in a horizontal arc towards the cameramen, barking, "Turn off the mic and cameras! Now!!"

"STOP IT, EUPHIE!!" Zero (Lelouch) screamed as he charged towards the pink-haired woman. However, his path was soon blocked by a pair of royal guards wielding spears. Zero cursed under his breath; today just wasn't his lucky day AT ALL.

"MOVE!!"

"Damn terrorist!!!" Zero tried to push them back, but they were too strong. Opening a section of his helmet, he was prepared to use his Geass on them, when he heard a sound. It was the loud pop of a bag of potato chips being torn open. His eyes grew wide, and he immediately broke out into a cold sweat. It was like time itself had slowed down to a standstill.

An old man sitting in the row closest to the stage had, unwisely, given Euphemia a bag of Lays Potato Chips he had purchased earlier. Raising the bag over her head, Euphemia titled her head back and opened her mouth wide, allowing all of the chips to tumble straight into her greedy gullet. Drool trickled down the sides of her cheeks as she felt the chips hit the pit of her stomach. Her long, pink tongue flailed about as she tried to catch any possible crumbs that may have missed her mouth.

In a matter of seconds, she had completely finished the entire bag of potato chips. A lazy smile formed on her face as she thought of how all of the oily grease and salt she had just ingested would most likely go right to her thighs. As if all of the manners and social graces she had learned as a child had just been thrown out the window, Euphemia pressed her lips close to the mic and belched as loud as she could. For some reason, a woman began to scream at the top of her lungs.

"Now, then!" Euphemia proclaimed with a sweep of her hand, "Soldiers, if you would!"

"Princess Euphemia! What has happened to you? Stop this please!!!" Andreas Dalton begged, but he soon felt an intense wave of pain shoot up from the lower half of his right rib. A fork was deeply embedded into his skin. Apparently, Euphemia had been keeping one on her this entire time. Groaning in pain, the Britannian General first fell to his knees, and then crashed onto the floor. Blood was starting to seep out of the wound.

"I'm sorry...but I must eat." Euphemia sadly whispered, and then she turned to the other Britannians with a gleam of determination in her eyes, "Well, then? What are you waiting for? Fetch me my food!!!"

Lelouch shut his eyes tight, unable to bring himself to watch the oncoming chaos. 'Damn...I'm too late...'