Author's Note: I don't own Pokemon. This is just a random thought that popped into my head while my younger brother was watching Pokemon today, and inspired by the idea of becoming a Pokemon Master. I may make this into a multi-chap eventually.
An Eevee sat in the dark forest around a fire, which was created by her brother. Eevee was the youngest member of her family. Her parents were a Jolteon and a Sylveon. Eevee had two brothers, an Umbreon and a Flareon, and four sisters, an Espeon, a Vaporeon, a Glaceon, and a Leafeon. In Eevee's family, it was a sign of maturity and acceptance when you were given the chance to decide what to do with your life, which included evolving.
Eevee's father, a Jolteon, turned to his youngest child, "This time, I think that you are finally old enough to decide what it is that you want to do with your life."
Eevee's mother, a Sylveon, frowned, "Now Jolteon...Don't rush her."
Her siblings paid little attention to what was going on, they assumed that she would simply say that she wasn't ready, which had happened multiple times before.
Eevee looked into the fire, recalling some humans that had been walking through the forest earlier. They had not noticed her, but she was able to hear one of them talking about becoming a Pokemon Master. The idea had intrigued her, since she knew that there was no way someone would be able to be a master over her.
Eevee looked up and smiled cutely, "I want to be a Human Master!" Her family stared at her, unsure of what to say to her idea. Eevee wasn't sure how to handle the silence, so she decided to say something that she heard the human say, "Gotta catch 'em all!"
Jolteon shook his head, breaking the silence, "I take it back. You are still too young..." The rest of Eevee's family nodded in agreement.
Sylveon looked up at the sky, "Well, it's been a long day. Time for bed!"