The sun shined over a field of grass that swayed in the wind and strands that were weak drifted past a little cottage that looked old as time but as people say "looks can be deceiving" the insides of the cottage were basic: a door made of wood that had been painted a dark blue, a chandelier made of bronze that creaked when it swings, and 4 rooms a kitchen, bathroom, living room and a training room these were pretty basic but it was all ok for a little basic Pokemon. Upstairs was still the same kind of template looks old but was newly decorated and once again had basic items around the hallway: Chandeliers, a entrance to an attic, a grandfather clock, a fruit basket and 4 rooms (a bedroom, a bathroom and two guest rooms) inside the master bedroom was red silky curtains that shielded the room from the sun and there was a fancy master bed with curtains around every corner so it concealed the contents inside from the light of which was already shielded anyway, inside this room was a table and a statue of a flareon with a digital alarm clock that read 6:50 and inside of the silky cloth that blocked the view of the bed was a young eevee that was 15 years old cutely sleeping with it's ears lowered down to it's neck.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP" the alarm droned which stirred the sleeping eevee "UGH already? But I don't wonna go school!" Whined the eevee which pushed the curtains on the bed's right aside and pushed the alarm with it's cute stubby arm to stop the ringing "well best head downstairs to start getting ready for the GREAT day ahead" said the eevee as it flopped out of its bed that was WAY too tall for the little guy, the thing is he despised school do to the jocks of that school and how the common IQ level of a eevee was WAY below what it should be but that was not the reason for the lack of enthusiasm it was because of how he was pretty much the outcast of it or "bottom of the food chain" in the school.
The eevee began singing a soft melody that his...mom had taught him before she had passed away, he missed her and even a thought of her would make his heart sink, sadly his dad had suffered the same fate as his mom due to how much the 15 year old had been no that fateful day
Flashback
"mom when we go home this fair is getting bored of attractions here" said the sulky 15 year old "not get we still haven't got to the arena yet Josh" said a more feminine voiced flareon that had a slender figure and a strong posture, "Samanth dear remember what we both agreed on because it's his big day"