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Characters: Kari, Lucas and Brett (AshKetchumDarkSide's OCS) as requested. Well, sort of.

Summary: *Giggles*

Flamers

Kari sat in front of her laptop, staring, dumbfounded, at the screen. Her shock gave way to hurt, and she flinched as if slapped, blinking back the sudden hot tears that had filled her eyes.

Lucas, who had been walking passed, stopped to give her a quizzical look. "What's up, Kare?"

"Nothing." Her voice was uncharacteristically muted, and she logged off, a troubled expression marring her face. "I'm…I'm going to go work on homework. See you later, Lucas."

And with that she disappeared into her room, and he was left staring after her in confusion.

000

Two days later, Brett found her crying in front of the computer. Her lips were trembling violently, and a few tears strayed down her cheeks. Her eyes were swollen, as if she was struggling not to start bawling, and her face looked as crumpled as a sheet of paper that had been crushed in someone's fist.

"Brett?" she said, wiping at her eyes.

"Yes?" he answered warily, unsure of how to handle the crying girl.

"Am I a pimp?"

He blinked at her, his eyebrows hiking up in surprise. "No."

"A whore?"

"No."

She glanced away, biting down on her lip. "I'm a nice person, right? I don't bash anyone."

"Yes." He drew the word out uncertainly.

"And I'm a decent writer, aren't I?"

He sat down beside her, rubbing his arms in discomfort. "Where's all this coming from, anyway?" he asked, his words stilted by awkwardness. "Is somebody giving you a hard time?"

She shook her head vigorously, but the brightness of tears in her eyes told him a different story. "Don't worry about it. It's stupid anyway; I know better than to react like this." Without giving him time to reply she resumed folding clothes, but he couldn't' help but notice how her hands were shaking.

000

One week later Kari closed the laptop with a smile, her shoulders set with determination and her face wiped clean of dismay. Lucas and Brett watched her bop out of the room with curiosity, and then went to the computer only to find that she hadn't logged out of her Fanfiction account. They scrolled through the reviews slowly, and felt realization worm its way onto their faces as they read through them.

'[This comment is for EmoGoddess.]', the first read.

'Alright. First of all? LEARN HOW TO SPELL. You're on a website full of writers (which, thank God, you're obviously not). And I think you meant "no one likes a troll," which is ironic because you certainly are one. Second, Odile is NOT a slut. She is a fucking amazing writer and she doesn't deserve to be in the company of ignorami like you. And third of all, that chapter was absolutely beautiful. If you actually knew what you were talking about, maybe you would know that if she writes about Cynthia and Steven, it does NOT mean she supports it. I was the one who requested that chapter. You're entitled to your own opinion, but no one wants to hear it anyways. And I'm pretty sure your fucking comment just made me "barf inside and kill my soul."

'That is all.'

'From: Artemis,' read another.

'To: A bitchy girl known as EmoGoddess

'Okay one what the hell is wrong with you? two how could you! Odile is so nice (it's true if I could actually publish something on this site I'd never take any request for shippings I dont like) and she still writes for the shippings she dose not enjoy so back off! Odile is so sweet and loveable (no I cant spell) like her fics! And three how is she pimping characters around? They sadly are not real, and please do us all a favor and stop trolling around if you dont like it dont read and another thing Never diss LoliShotaShipping! Never! or I'll find you and give you a good reason to complaine! Goodbye.'

It continued on, with reviews and PMs of support everywhere they looked.

'aww :) and who is this 'Emo Goddess' more like goddess of shit...well, she's very mean :( no mean cant begin to describe her...I just dont want her to hurt Odile! Oh Odile we love you dont worry dear! *pouts* she better not diss Miss Odile anymore! Cause that makes me angry! well I'll write her a crappy poem/or story describing her

'There once was a wench named xXEmo GoddessxX for some strange reason she had x's in her name but that just gave away she was stupid, so stupid she could not spell are. One day the evil being wrote an awful thing about the Queen of...FanFiction Ville now the Queen's knights were not pleased, so they marched over to the cottage that the beastly woman lived in and kicked her ass, for she was one.

'Fin.

'Lucy *Queen: Queen Odile the nicest queen that walked the earth she enchanted everyone with her kindness and beauty but not in a Mary Sue like way.'

'Who's this, Emo Goddess person? From the reviews I read she sounds like a real disgrace to emos and goddesses everywhere. If I ever see her, I will definitely give her a good flame.'

'Odile, Artemis and Autumn and I and your other loyal reviewers care about you. Not just your stories, which are amazing as well - but your well-being. Heck, you're the closest thing to an online friend I have. I hope that if what's bothering you is this EmoGoddess, you can make her realize what it means to be a great writer.'

'You've got all your friends behind you! :)'

The two logged off for her and turned around in the chair to face her. She was humming to herself, her face radiating contentedness.

"You seem happier," Lucas remarked, running his hands through his blue hair as he reclined.

She shrugged one shoulder, still beaming. "I have good friends," she said in reply, and left it at that as she went to go get something to eat.