How to make your readers interested without having to work hard by using strange techniques and weird scenarios (I know you guys needed these tips ;P)
15. Some OCs are necessary for plot development.
"Hey, Sapphire Diamond," Mikan called. The most breathtakingly beautiful girl you will EVER see turned around, batting her long black eyelashes elegantly.
"What is it, Mikan, my bestest friend in the world?" she asked innocently, charmingly smiling and revealing her dazzling white teeth.
"I've always wondered, what is your Alice?" Mikan asked, trying her best to please the young beauty by flicking her hair back attractively.
"Oh, my Alice? It's the Mary-Sue Alice," Sapphire said sweetly, smiling prettily. Mikan nodded understandingly.
"How interesting," she said happily.
16. Product Placement inspires people to buy goods.
"Check it out, guys! I'm eating Heinz Beans!" Mikan grinned, showing off her tin of baked beans. Natsume sniffed.
"Oh yeah? Well, I'm drinking Diet Coke!"
"Pur-lease," scoffed Luca. "You think that's cool. I'm eating Pringles!"
"Well I'M eating Uncle Ben's rice!" Hotaru said. "You can buy it off me for a price."
"My food is better than yours," Kokoroyomi Yome called. "I happen to be eating Ritz Crackers!"
"And I'm drinking Tropicana Orange Juice!" Kitsuneme added happily, shoving a carton of juice in Mikan's face.
"I'm using Loreal Hairspray!" Permy announced, proving that her perm would keep in place. "Because I'm worth it."
"Well, I'm eating a Snickers!" Tsubasa pointed out.
"Hel-lo! Domino's Pizza!" growled Misaki and her many duplicates, each holding a slice.
"I'm eating Skittles. You know… tasting the rainbow," Narumi said, giggling.
"And I'm wearing Jane Norman's… TINY MINISKIRTS!" Roy Mustang shouted, losing control and ripping off his shirt.
The whole room was silent.
"…Wait. Who are you…?" Mikan asked.
17. Adding the fanfic author to the plot is fun and lively.
"Woah! How'd I get here?" TTHTBC gasped, suddenly falling into the world of Gakuen Alice.
"Oh! Are you a new Alice?" asked Mikan eagerly, running up to meet TTHTBC.
"Erm… Yes…? I guess I have the Alice of… writing funny fanfics?" Mikan's eyes shined.
"Awesome! This is Natsume, this is Luca-Pyon and this is Hotaru!" Mikan introduced the other main characters.
"I love you, Luca-Pyon," TTHTBC said dreamily. Luca-Pyon backed away.
"Er… Who are you…?" he asked awkwardly, as TTHTBC glomped his arm.
"I'm Trying Too Hard To Be Cool. I am an infamous fan fiction writer, and I love the world and Luca-Pyon! I absolutely adore anything Luca-Pyon! I'm even saving up for a Luca-Pyon poster which hopefully I'll put up in my room one day!" she giggled, throwing her arms around him and smacking her lips on his cheek. Everyone gasped in horror.
"THIS IS AWFUL!" wailed Mikan. "YOU JUST KILLED CANON PLOT! NOW HOTARU'S GOING TO HAVE TO MARRY YOUICHI!"
"Huh! What!" Hotaru suddenly stared at them. "Can you repeat what you just said? I was spacing out."
18. Three words: Natsume Teh Playa
"You're not the politest of girls around, you happen to be my arch nemesis in the form of a girl, your hair is always too curly, I never date girls that make toxic potions, I don't want my dinner to run away from me so I'll be saying no, you are just an anime-only character, you are a mecha-otaku freak, and you wear polka-dot panties and have non-existent boobs. End of. Okay, next!"
Misaki, Nobara, Sumire, Nonoko, Anna, Wakako, Hotaru and Mikan were all stood in bathing suits, looking pissed off. Natsume was sat at a desk.
"But I paid to get in here!" Wakako cried desperately.
"I don't care," Natsume said, shrugging. "Do you girls think this beauty pageant is a joke?"
"U-Um…" a timid voice came from the other end of the room.
"What is it?" barked Natsume. A small girl with beautiful blonde hair and sparkling blue orbs peered round the doorway.
"My name is Lucy Nogi… I'm here to audition…" Gender-bent Luca Nogi said shyly. Natsume stared.
"… Get out."
19. Parental fanfics are the best. Go write a parental fic, it's guaranteed at LEAST fifteen reviews within four days.
"Um… Well… I've never had a mom before…" swallowed Kokoroyomi, staring at the floor in melancholy. "So…" He looked up, his eyes swimming with tears. "Will you be my mom, Narumi-sensei?"
"Just call me Ma," Narumi said, bursting with pride. Kokoroyomi climbed onto his lap and gave him a hug.
"My mom! My mom!" he bawled.
Narumi secretly grinned.
"Stage one complete…"
20. But obviously, Narumi can be shared.
"HEY! Narumi-sensei is MY dad!" Mikan said accusingly, pointing Natsume's marshmallow gun at him.
"We can share him!" argued Kokoroyomi. "He's my MOM, not my Dad! Anyway, what are you doing with Natsume's marshmallow gun?"
"We traded guns. Natsume said he wanted a more manly gun, so I was perfectly happy with the trade," she said, shrugging.
MEANWHILE…
"Suck this, Luca! I have a REAL gun now!" Natsume said, swaggering around with his new revolver. Luca curled his lip.
"Well, I have a rifle gun," he bragged, hitting Natsume over the head with it until he could see blood.
ANYWAY…
"But when I was seven Narumi promised me that he would be MY mom!" Sumire shouted, eyes filling up with tears. "Was that a lie?"
"He promised to be my BROTHER!" Tono yelled, bursting into the room. "We even shared a bath, we were that close…" He trailed off.
All of a sudden, four pairs of eyes swung towards Narumi, who was licking his lips nervously.
"Don't worry, everybody. I was BORN to do this!" All of a sudden, Sumire pulled out one of her perms cello taped to her head and at once it transformed into a light saber.
Needless to say, the outcome wasn't pretty.
21. Sumire becomes internet-obsessed.
"Like, anyone on Facebook?" Sumire wanted to know, twirling a perm round her finger. "Because I need everyone's addys so we can communicate."
"What's Facebook?" Mikan wanted to know. Sumire gasped in horror. (INDOOR LIGHTNING ATTACK!)
"Only the greatest possible website in the world!" she shrieked. "you can chat to people, poke people, make new friends, post pictures, statuses, messages, you can even- HEY, I GOT A TWEET!" At once she dropped Mikan like a hot potato and dashed to her phone.
"What's a tweet?" Mikan wanted to know. Sumire gasped in horror. (MORE INDOOR LIGHTNING!)
"ONLY FROM THE GREATEST POSSIBLE WEBSITE IN THE WORLD, TWITTER!" she yelled. "YOU CAN CHAT TO PEOPLE, TWEET TO PEOPLE, MAKE NEW FRIENDS, POST- Heyy! I got virtually poked!" At once she pushed Mikan over and grabbed her phone.
"What's a poke?" Mikan wanted to know. Sumire gasped in horror, a clump of her hair falling out.
"YOU DON'T KNOW?" she gasped. "A POKE IS WHEN SOMEONE ON FACEBOOK, ONLY THE GREATEST WEBSITE IN THE WORLD, GETS YOUR ATTE-"
Blue in the face, Sumire collapsed on the ground, one of her perms breaking her fall and sticking into the floor like a knife.