The first of many entries of the Eve Family, a family of Eeveelutions dealing with the struggles of life.

P.S.: I regret my life choices.

On the 27th of February, 1996, Tuesday, in the city of Caen, everything was calm. The Fletchlings gracefully chirped to each other. In one of the hospital in Caen, my mother was in one of the delivery rooms, giving birth to me. She was in her 42nd week of pregnancy and I was way overdue at the time. She didn't want to risk losing me for a couple weeks prior, but everyone told her to gave birth to me. When the doctors pull me put of my mother's stomach, I was given to my mother's arms. I was welcome to the world when my mother hugged me.

Her full name is Frost Heart Eve. Frost was a tall around 5'9" and slender 22 year old Glaceon Pokémorph. She was very caring and calm for me and my sisters for the most part. Despite that, she can punish us if we've misbehave. In my mind, I've think that she punish us so that we can learn from our mistakes and that we won't do it again. She'd never talk about her family which puts me and my sisters into curiosity.

My father's full name is Roy Jung. Roy was also tall around 6'2" and muscular 22 year old Flareon Pokémorph. He was very nervous and somewhat laid back. He is a scientist studying how Pokémorph Evolution works and the side-effects of it. When he isn't busy, he would play with me and my sisters, mostly Phrona and South. His lack of concern for his health worried the rest of us, especially my mother.

When we got home, most of my sisters were eager to see their new siblings.

Cordelia was a normal-sized 2'6" 2 year old Eevee Pokémorph. Cordelia, who is 2 years older then me, was extremely jealous that she won't be getting the same treatment like she said she once had. Well, by what my sisters told me when I got older, she was treated equally like the rest of us. I'd always knew that Cordelia would be a whiny bitch from when I'd first saw her. I'd never revealed it in front of her or my mother, because I was afraid that I would be scolded for thinking about Cordelia like that.

Isabella and Katherine was about the size as Cordelia, except Katherine was two inches shorter while Isabella was 4 inches taller. They were also born on the same day as Cordelia, were somewhat excited with me. Isabella, or Belle for short, felt that I wasn't the last child that my mother would have. She doesn't expects me to exceed her in athletics. Katherine, Kate for short, also felt that I wasn't the last child. However, she does want me to role-play with her, but I'd declined those offers.

South was a 3'5" 4 year old Eevee Pokémorph with a feminine body structure, while Sophronia was a 3'9" 4 year old Eevee Pokémorph with a slim body structure. My older twin sisters were excited to have me as a new sister. South is shy like me but in a different way. She doesn't like to talk about herself while I don't like to be around with people. Sophronia, or Phrona for short, see me as another annoyance to deal with, but she still consider me better then the triplets.

I never had a name at the time until 12 hours after I was born. I got my name from a conversation I eavesdropped while my mother and father were having in the living room. My mother was nursing me to sleep until my father barged into the room.

"Roy, what is it now?" Said my mother as she look up to her husband while still nursing me to sleep.

"Nothing, but did you ever think to yourself that this will always be the same thing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like, is this going to be the last time we will have another child, Frost?"

"Well, why would you ask that?"

"Because there's so many children to keep track of."

"I don't think that having six is that many. I think that it wonderful that we're building a family."

My father look at the window, and outside he can see Cordelia playing with Kate while Belle watched them. Also outside was South and Phrona. South was asking Phrona something that I could not hear, she shook her head, "No". I didn't know what it was about that conversation my older sisters had, but the conversations with my parents continued.

"Anyway… Say, did you gave her a name?"

"I don't know. I guess something that means lively."

"How about Beth?"

"Beth? How about another name?"

"Oh… And why not?"

My mother was nervous after hearing the name Beth. I didn't know why she was so concerned with the name. Her face and arm were suddenly sweating. Some of sweat got into me and I'd almost woke up, but fall back to sleep.

"None of your business."

"Alrighty then, then you decide."

"What?! You know that I'm horrible at naming!"

"Really, what child have you named?"

"I'd named Belle, Kate, and South. You have given beautiful names to Cordelia and Phrona."

"… Oh… Just think of something creative."

My father exited the room to go work on his studies of Pokémorph evolution and the effects of it. I wasn't sure about what his studies was about at the time nor did I'd knew that I would take his place.

"Alrighty then… Lively… Vivid… Bishop…"

My mother paused for a second and look directly at me.

"I think I'll called you Vivian, Vivi."

So, that's my name, I'd thought to myself. Meanwhile, outside the door to the living room, Cordelia was speaking with Phrona, which I could faintly hear.

"But Phrony!"

"Sorry, but she is busy with the baby."

"She been spend all day with her! When is it my turn?!"

"I don't know. How would you feel like when you're in her shoes?"

"What do you mean by that?!"

"You'll most likely understand when you're about her age. Now, if you excuse me, I'll be heading to my room. I cannot deal with your annoyance."

"But Phrony!"

It was like that most of the time. My mother taking care of me while Cordelia ranting about how she isn't getting special treatment. She was very jealous of me. Phrona will always tried to calm her down. I would always play with South, who is a nice person. Belle always play sports with me. Kate ask me if I could play with me one time, but I'd declined the offer because I was half asleep at the time. I have remember this conversation as one of the reason why I didn't like to be around people. I was one year old at the time.

"Mama, is that you?"

"No, it's me. Kate, one of your five older sisters."

"Mama, not now…"

"But you haven't know what I'm about to say."

"No, mommy…"

"Do you want to play with me? It'll be quick."

"No, mommy…"

"Come on, please. Everyone else have something to care of except me."

"Night-night, mama…"

"Alright, see you tomorrow…"

I was sorry for her, I really am. I wanted to play with her, but I was a very young age. I never knew how badly she felt after that night. Maybe it is best to never know how she felt.