(More chapters, gimme more questions! I don't own pokemon... damnit.)

"Hel-lo! Trying to sleep here!" Lolita screeched. A boy of about fourteen popped his head over the sofa. "Dear heart, that's the class." She rolled her eyes.

"Ah, sonofabitch. Right, let them in." And with that, she rolled over. The boy sighed, and did as the girl had asked. A small group of teens edged in. "Oh, good morning. I'm Lolita."

No one, not even the boy, dared tell her it was five in the afternoon. They'd seen what had happened with the classes she didn't like. And the boy himself was still traumatized from the spiders.

"Right, you're here to be Sue killers. So. Let me start with something I've covered before. Names. A name need only a first, and a last. No middle, no second last name; unless their parents are divorced. If they are, then that's okay. But names like Josie Alexandria Margot Queenie Bo Beeny Ravenwing Moonbeam Rose are not."

She took a breath. "Like that. Or names after a food. Like Choco or Ichigo. Unless you're writing a Tokyo Mew Mew fic, it's not normal; rather Sue-ish. Any way... I did mention Eevee teams.

And if you beat the Elite Four with a team of Eevee EVOLUTIONS, it is fine. Eevee has seven types, respectively, so they would win. Actually, I have to try that in my game.

Just give a good explanation as to why your trainer, above everyone else, had acquired a team of Eevee, and trained them all to levels 60 and over."

She nodded, and stroked a Vaporeon on the couch. One girl raised her hand. "Is it okay if your OT's rival really is psycho and evil?" Loli shrugged.

"Yeah, sure. But don't make them an old friend that suddenly turned TEH EVIL from TEH TRAUMA, and do attempt to make them really evil. Like a murdering, sociopathic fuck. Anyone else?" The girl raised her hand again.

"What if your OT is the psycho? Like, mental asylum crazy?" Lolita nodded. "Oh, fine, totally. Ever play American McGee's Alice?" They shook their heads.

"It's a game where you play a girl who's gone insane, and has to save a fucked up Wonderland. She gets to blow people up, and stab them to death. It pwns." She explained. They all nodded slowly, like you would to a street preacher's sermon.

"What about chatroom fics?" One boy asked. "Can they have typos?" Lolita's eye twitched. "First off, NEVER FUCKING WRITE A FUCKING CHATROOM FIC. It's fucking unoriginal, I HATE, HATE, HATE CHATROOM FICS!!" The kids all inched away, terrified for their lives.

Lolita pushed her glasses back. "But, yes, if you write one of those inane fics, fine. So be it. A FEW typos are fine. Not too many. It's still a fic."

One girl raised her hand tentatively.

"Um, what about using manga characters? Like Leaf or Emerald?" Lolita nodded. "Go right ahead, if you've got all of their pokemon accurate, nickname-wise and such. And on that subject, other anime characters are fine, even if it's not a real crossover, as long as there's an explanation. Which I cannot stretch enough: MOST THINGS ARE FINE, AS LONG AS THERE IS AN EXPLANATION."

A green-haired girl raised her hand. "Um, what about third-person speaking characters? Is it okay if they make a gradual change from third to first person?"

Lolita laughed.

"Go ahead. Third person is hysterical. Okay, now, for Teh Mysteriouses Pasts. If they have a story arc centered around them, more power to you. It's cool. But again, in moderation. And give an explanation! It rhymes! Moderation, in explanation... oh, yeah ooohhhh..."

As the teens ran from the house, she was attempting to rap about this. Before they caught the boat, they heard, "FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST, YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE RAP!!"