Yay, more inspiration.

Dranicus101: Yeah, I have busy days too. Don't worry 'bout it. And what is PMD without teammates? Specifically idiotic teammates. And yes, I like the base thing too: D What ability does Grant have?

Eater of Souls: Thanks, glad you liked it.

The answer to the question is the Lake of Rage, where you must take care of the red Gyarados first.

Trivia: In Pokemon Emerald, the Battle Tower is replaced by what?

Review! The more I get the faster I write!

Defiant: It's not like you have anything better to do. Oh right. Disclaimer. Jaycloud the idiotic does not own Pokemon or PMD or the Banana song or Grant, who belongs to Dranicus101.

And um, there's not gonna be an FBYLtF update unless I get over my writers block.

"So… uh, who are you?" I asked the Zorua.

"Eclipse. I assume you are the team leader? You seem sane enough." The Tricky Fox Pokemon idly began to create copies of him, which was admittedly creepy but I let it go.

"Eh, I guess I'm the co-leader. Sort of, maybe, so-so, possibly. This is Roman, Jay, Nova, Grant and I'm Aegothis the facepalming." Eclipse nodded, mouthing the names.

Nova nosedived the Tepig who had begun to stretch out lazily. "Ow!" The Tepig covered herself in flame and the Fletchinder caught on fire, angrily putting out the burning flames. "What?" The Fire Pig Pokemon began to glow a bright white, form shifting and growing. When it faded, the light faded to reveal a bigger, buffer pokemon. Pignite, I do believe. "Nooo! I don't want to evolve! Sob sob." Fully pronouncing the words 'sob sob' for an unknown reason, the Pignite fell to her knees, 'accidently' Arm Thrusting Roman into the nearest wall.

"What in the name of bananas was that? I like bananas, you know that mangos are sweet~ nevermind." Nova asked with eyes wide.

"…That was me not realizing I had this much strength." The Pignite cackled, punching the wall and causing the entire roof to collapse. Actually, that's what she thought would happen. In reality, the Pignite charged over to the wall and tripped over her own two feet.

"Wow, how'd that evolution happen? That was pretty cool." Eclipse dropped the 'tough guy' act and admired the admiration. That made no sense either. Shush.

"Well when you have to deal with that annoying Fletchinder," Roman began, stepping out of the wall without a scratch and dodging the attack his way, "it takes a lot out of you." Attempting to dropkick a boulder at the said pokemon, he dropped the rock on his foot and broke a nail.

"I'm not going to question why you thought a pebble would harm me." Nova scoffed, lighting the Pikachu on fire.

"Well, Fletchinder do have a double weakness to Rock, after all." Grant, always the smarty-pants. "They also have a double resistance to Grass."

"Mantine suck!" Jay put in helpfully, poking a stick with Roman. Yes, I said that right. "Now are we gonna do another quest thingy?" She randomly punched Roman into the wall again. "…That was me abusing my power. Muahaha!"

I facepalmed again and headed to the bulletin board. Help! My precious little sugar cakes honeybun has lost her way around the dungeon! Please find her. She is just a little Sentret!

WHERE ARE MY LINE BREAKS

"Who are you?" the mother of the lost Sentret shrieked, whipping around and slamming Jay into a wall. "Are you the team going in for my little pouch-meister? Ooh well! Who are you?"

"I'm ADHD, have PTSD, autism, ADD, writers block, and diarrhea." the Pikachu proudly said, puffing his chest out and grossing everybody out.

"That's nice. And can I just say, TMI? Roman, you haven't even been diagnosed, have you?"

"Actually, I've only been diagnosed with delusions."

"Annnnnd, I'm back! We are here this lovely evening~"

"Jay, it's ten AM."

"Ahem. We are here this lovely evening to bring you your early Christmas presents! Yes folks, Easter has come early this year, because Thanksgiving decided that Halloween was too greedy and that April Fool's Day should share its toys."

"Jay, she only wants your name."

"I'm happy when you're happy, I'm angry when you're angry, and I'm downright psychopathic whenever the heck I want to be."

"So…" The mother Sentret was clearly freaked out by this crap mystery dungeons team. "Who are you?"

"Aegothis. Got a nail file handy? Kill me now."

A few important things. First, my writing time is ½ved this week because of a volunteer thing in the mornings. Second, huge huge huge writers block on FBYLtF. Third, REVIEW or I will send a raging Tyranitar after you. With a Dragonite as air support.