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EVERYONE POKEMON BLACK/WHITE 2 INFO HAS BEGUN LEAKING. OMG. OMG. IT'S ON SEREBII. NET RIGHT NOW. I LOVE THE WORLD. I THINK I'M BLEEDING RAINBOWS. OHGOD.

Question: What do you think of the newly-released info/ LET'S MAKE FANON NICKNAMES FOR THE PLAYABLE GIRL, BOY, AND RIVAL. SEND IN YOUR IDEAS AND WE'LL VOTE.

My Answer: I made a fic out of it. *trollface*/ It's up to you!

Characters: Myself, and all of you. : P

Summary: I went back and reread my 'BW Sequels' chappie, and felt the sting of tears ; ~ ; I have a feeling that I'll be doing that a lot.

Sequels 101

"Did you see the new CoroCoro scans? Apparently Unova is half-frozen now…"

"Ugh, that's pretty unoriginal, don't you think? I mean, Platinum anyone? Is the Pokemon world going through global colding or something?"

"Pffft, did you see the new professor? He looks like Germany from Hetalia."

"Dude, he totally does! And the new girl has Sailor Moon hair."

The sound of nails on a chalkboard caused all the reviewers in the classroom to stop talking and cover their ears, glaring at Ms. Odile, who stood at the front of the class.

"There~ Works like a charm." She grinned. "Welcome, everybody! This period we'll be having a debate about the newly-released info about Black and White Two." The swivel chair creaked as she sat in it, giving herself a spin. "And remember everyone, all ideas are welcome! That means no put-downs, no matter how different someone else's opinion may be from yours."

A reviewer lifted his hand. "I have an opinion."

Ms. Odile stopped spinning. "Oh, good! What is it?"

He smiled. "I don't like the new Water-type gym leader. I think he looks stupid."

The grin dropped from her face, and she scowled at him. "He reminds me of Finnick Odair from the Hunger Games, so your argument is invalid. Out into the hallway you go."

"What?"

"Hallway," she ordered, snapping her fingers at him.

"But I-"

"Hallway."

Sulking, he did as she asked.

"Now, would anyone like to offer a good opinion?" asked the authoress, still frowning.

"I don't like the male playable character's design," a female reviewer volunteered nervously.

There was a near-unanimous agreement, with only a few people disagreeing.

Ms. Odile stroked her nonexistent beard. "Yes, I agree. His hair is sort of freaking me out- I mean, ew. But then again, I didn't like N's design immediately either, and he really grew on me." She pursed her lips in thought. "He could be cute… in a dorky, I-want-to-facepalm-every-time-I-look-at-you kind of way."

A different reviewer cleared her throat. "I like the playable girl's design; I think she's really pretty."

This time, the general response was more mixed: half of the reviewers agreed, while the other half wrinkled their noses in distaste.

"I think so, too," Ms. Odile opined with a smile. "I think she's really cute. I mean, the hair is a little Princess Leia-ish, but still. I like her." The classroom quietened. "C'mon, don't be shy."

The hand of a male reviewer lifted. "I think that the new professor is secretly evil."

"He totally is," the authoress laughed. "I'd bet money on it."

"The new Poison-type gym leader looks like a freak," someone else offered.

Again, Ms. Odile's mood flipped. "Do you feel like visiting the hallway? Because you just dissed one of the coolest-looking characters ever."

The reviewer slid down in his seat.

One of the younger reviewers cleared his throat. "I'm so glad that zorua isn't an event-only pokemon anymore, and that we can catch non-Unova pokemon in Unova now."

The number of people that bobbed their heads in agreement was overwhelming.

"I love the new rival," one of the female reviewers giggled.

"I don't know," a different one drawled. "He has too much hair."

"His hair reminds me of Barry. Oh! Maybe," one of the more hyper reviewers gasped, "Barry dyed his hair black and got all punk and serious on us. Oh my Arceus. Yes. And the new Poison-type gym leader is totally Kotone gone rebel."

Another smirked. "I think he's hot, in a Gary Oak/ Silver kind of way."

Someone else squealed. "Yay for potential tsundere-y goodness!"

Ms. Odile clapped her hands together like a seal. "Yes, me gusta," she purred.

One of the boys grinned. "I can't wait to battle I rival that I actually want to beat, unlike the friendly rivals like Bianca and Cheren."

All the air seemed to be sucked out of the room.

Ms. Odile's bottom lip started trembling, and some of the older reviewers shuffled back in fright. "Where's my Cheren?" she wailed. "Where?"

Ebaz stepped forward, hands lifted placatingly. "Odile-"

"WHERE DID YOU PUT HIM, YOU BASTARDS? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH HIM? YOU HAVEN'T MADE HIM A NEW GYM LEADER OR A NEW PROFESSOR, SO WHAT. CHAMPION? DID YOU MAKE HIM CHAMPION?"

"Odile, calm-"

"BRING BACK MY KYOYA LOOKALIKE. BRING HIM BACK."

"Calm down-"

"I WILL CUT YOU."

The bell rang, and the reviewers ran out of there like zubats out of hell, leaving Ebaz to deal with the authoress had flung herself to the ground and was flailing her limbs in a tantrum.