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I wrote a random Eevee story
Forum-Index → Fanmades → Fanfictions → I wrote a random Eevee storyEevee was born as an egg. Little, and fragile. No one paid much attention to this little egg. Because it never did, well, anything. One day, the egg finally hatched. Out of the broken shell, popped a little, bald Pokemon.
Everyone looked at it in disgust."That's no Pokemon!! That's an ugly little demon!!" someone shouted.
Another one shouted, "He's right! How could THAT be a Pokemon?!" Just born into the world, and already hated, the little bald Eevee ran away. Lost and alone, it cried. "Eeveeeee!! Eeveeeee!!" Its cries echoed out.
While it was running it tripped, stumbled, and fell flat on its face in the mud. It just sat there, and cried. For hours upon hours, wishing something would come and eat it. Finally something did come, but it wasn't there for a meal. It was a traveling salesman. When he came sauntering down the path, he heard the Eevee's wails of depression.
"Huh?" he mummered. He looked around for what was making the sound. When he found it, he saw the poor little bald Eevee. "Heh heh, hey, just like me, huh little fella?" he said in a calm voice toward the Eevee. He lifted up his hat, and he too, was bald.
The man picked up the Eevee and asked it, "Would you like to come with me?"
"Vee?" the Eevee responded.
Then, all the tears the dried up, and the Eevee cried, "Vee, vee, eevee!"
"I'll take that as a yes" the man said, and the two continued on down the path together.
When dusk was approaching, the man stopped, and looked around. He walked over to an old Oak tree and sat down.
"This is camp for the night little buddy" he told the Eevee. When the man was asleep, the little Eevee was curious about what was in the man's briefcase.
It walked over and unlatched it, and a bottle filled with a weird looking fluid rolled out. The bottle looked interesting to the Eevee, and it started messing with it.
The cap came off while the Eevee was playing with it and the fluid spilled all over the Eevee. Scared of what the man would think, it quickly put the cap back on the bottle and tucked it back in the case. Then it curled up and fell asleep. The next morning, when it woke up, it felt like it was sleeping on a fluffy bed.
I have the ending, what do you guys think of the beginning first though?
Title: Ending:
"Eevee, were you into my briefcase last night?" the man asked it. The Eevee shook its head.
"Then how do explain that you're fluffy from head to toe, and that my bottle of hair growing tonic is empty?" he questioned. The Eevee looked at its tail and at its paws. What the man said was true!
The Eevee immediately started chasing its fluffy tail. "Aw, I can't stay mad at you." the man said.
"Hey, at least I know my product works too." he told it. The Eevee never left the man's side after that. It traveled with the man wherever he went, modeling the results of his hair growing tonic.
The Eevee was never called "ugly" or a "demon" again. It was instead called "beautiful" and "adorable" no matter where it went, and they both lived, very happily ever after.
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