Somewhere in Hoenn, two Mightyenas and a Poochyena are laying in a field. Both the Mightyenas are female and one is shiny. The Poochyena is a little boy who was just hatched not long ago.
"So... We're keeping the pup, but what is the pup's name?" Lillian the Mightyena asks.
The Poochyena pup is playing with a Wurmple he found in the grass. His little puppy tail sticks out of the grass.
"I was thinking we could name him Fraizer," Timber the shiny Mightyena says, smiling.
"Fraizer? Why Fraizer?" Lillian asks.
"I don't know... He just looks like a Fraizer," Timber says.
"I suppose so... Don't you think he's kind of odd, though?" Lillian asks, "Which would explain why his parents abandoned him before he even hatched."
"Hey, I caught the Wurmple!" Fraizer says. His voice is muffled because he is trying not to bite down on the Wurmple.
"Great! Bite it!" Lillian calls out.
Fraizer places the Wurmple back on the ground.
"No way!" Fraizer says.
"Oh come on! You're a Poochyena! Poochyena bite everything!" Lillian cries out.
"Don't be too harsh, he's just a baby..." Timber says.
"Yeah, but he'll always be a baby if we don't teach him how to fight!" Lillian argues.
The Wurmple uses String Shot on Fraizer, tying him up.
"Ah! I'm all sticky!" Fraizer yelps.
"Which is why you should have defeated the Wurmple," Lillian says.
The Wurmple has left by now and Fraizer is untangling himself.
"He's just not Poochyena enough," Lillian says, shaking her head.
"Give him time... Maybe he's only half Poochyena..." Timber says.
"True..." Lillian says.
Fraizer finishes unwinding himself and approaches, sitting at Timber's side.
"Thanks for letting me stay, by the way," Fraizer says.
"But of course! How could I bare to chase you off?!" Timber asks.
Lillian pretends to puke.
"Fraizer, Lillian and I were discussing something," Timber states.
"Huh? You were?" Fraizer asks.
"Yeah! Stats please!" Lillian says.
"Oh, okay. I am a male Poochyena. My ability is Run Away. I know the moves Tackle, Helping Hand, Tail Whip, and Razor Leaf!" Fraizer announces.
"Razor Leaf? That's not a Poochyena move..." Lillian says.
Timber tilts her head in confusion.
"But I know it," Fraizer says.
He demonstrates by launching a few leaves a short distance. There were no leaves around until then. Both Timber and Lillian stare in amazement.
"Wow! That's amazing!" Timber squeals.
"Hmmm... If my memory serves me well... Razor Leaf is a Leafeon move!" Lillian says.
"Oh hey, that's cool," Timber says.
"We know a Leafeon, Timber! This has got to be his kid!" Lillian insists.
"Are you saying that PineCone is the father of Fraizer?" Timber asks, staring in amazement.
"He's got to be! It's not like a ton of Leafeon live here!" Lillian says.
Fraizer sits there making a derpy face.
"Yeah... He definitely could be PineCone's kid. But that means PineCone has a secret other wife he never told us about!" Timber says.
"Let's go talk to him and see!" Lillian says.
"Oh boy! Am I going to meet my father?" Fraizer asks, grinning.
"Possibly!" Timber says, "You'll love him wether he's your father or not!"
Timber picks the pup up by the scruff again and follows after Lillian. They all travel into the woods and squeeze past a thorn barrier. When they arrive, there is a silvery Leafeon lounging on a mossy rock.
"Ah! My most favorite girls!" the Leafeon says, stretching and yawning.
He nearly slips off of his rock in the process, but quickly straightens himself out again. Most Leafeon are slender, but this one appears to be very muscular. Aside from his belly, that is.
"Hello, PineCone! Seems all is well with you!" Timber says, planting her front paws on the rock so that she can nuzzle the Leafeon.
Lillian comes up and does the same.
"What brings you two all the way in here? Don't you live in the field?" PineCone asks.
"We do, but we needed to ask you something..." Timber says.
Timber and Lillian back away from the mossy rock and PineCone hops down to be closer to them. Fraizer comes up to greet PineCone.
"Hi! I'm Fraizer!" Fraizer says, wagging his tail.
"Oh my goodness! He's so little and adorable and precious and cute!" PineCone squeals.
His voice becomes high pitched and he starts speaking nonsense to the pup who seems to be enjoying himself.
"We were wondering if you've been with any other girls lately," Lillian says.
"What? No! I've been all by myself lately!" PineCone says, "Just sleeping and eating! Err... But I don't need to eat, I just like to... I get my energy from the sun, you see."
"I can tell," Lillian says, prodding PineCone's belly.
"Hey, hands off! I'll get my exercise in later!" PineCone snaps.
"Fraizer is half Leafeon, so we thought maybe he was your kid," Timber says.
"Really?" PineCone asks, grinning.
"Yeah, but we don't know who the mother is," Timber says.
"Where did you find him?" PineCone asks.
"I found him in a random bush as an egg and I hatched him," Timber says.
"Ahhh... So you don't know how the egg got there but took care of it anyways. That's nice of you," PineCone says.
"I'm glad I did, he's made everything better," Timber says.
"He's your kid, Timber. You hatched him, so that makes you his mother," PineCone decides.
"Wow. Okay. Well, Lillian says I can keep him. He's part of our pack now," Timber says.
"Sweet! Great to hear our pack is still getting bigger!" PineCone says.
"I told Lillian that I want to grow big and strong like her!" Fraizer says.
"He's got my ability! Or... At least... the same ability I had when I was a pup," Lillian says.
"Can he fight at all?" PineCone asks, batting a Wurmple over to Fraizer.
"Hi, Wurmple! Please don't web on me!" Fraizer says, pawing at the Wurmple.
"No. Not yet. He hasn't fought anything yet," Timber says.
"When I was his age, I slurped up Wurmple like worms!" Lillian says.
"But, it's so cute!" Fraizer whines.
"Cute? I'm older than you are, puppers!" the Wurmple argues.
"Wurmple, could you fight with Fraizer? He needs to have his first battle," PineCone says.
"Fine..." the Wurmple grumps.
"Go Fraizer!" Timber cries out.
"Eat it, boy!" Lillian prompts.
PineCone sits and watches.
For a good few minutes, Fraizer and the Wurmple just stare each other down. Finally, the Wurmple moves first, using Poison Sting.
"Ouch! I'm hurt!" Fraizer wails.
"Oh come on! That's my weakest move! You're trashy!" the Wurmple cries out.
Fraizer, angered by this taunt, tackles the Wurmple, surprising it.
"I am not trashy!" Fraizer cries out.
He then slurps the Wurmple up just as Lillian would have.
"Fraizer wins!" PineCone announces.
"Yay! Great job, kid!" Lillian cheers.
"That feels weird!" Fraizer says, giggling.
Suddenly, he sprouts a leaf from his head.
"He really is part Leafeon! Wow!" PineCone announces.
From then on, Fraizer sported his new leaf proudly as a trophy of his first fight.
The End.