Note: Apologies for posting this so late, I had homework and writer's block to deal with. With all that said, I hope you enjoy the story. You'll get to see the Eeveelution family again in this one.

It was Easter in the Evolveglades. Things were busy in town; the sweet shops' businesses were booming and Mayor Espeon was setting up the annual Easter egg hunt in Sun Stone Square.

"Are the eggs in their places?" asked Mayor Espeon.

"Yes, madam," said Ludicolo the deputy mayor.

"Is the brunch all set up?" questioned Mayor Sylveon.

"Check," answered Ludicolo, the deputy mayor. "With all due respect, miss, why are we adding more eggs when the Easter Bunnelby has already put out several for us?"

"It's to make sure we have enough for all the kids," explained Mayor Espeon. "Better safe than sorry. I want to make it extra special for my baby girl, Eevee. This is her first Easter."

Meanwhile, Mayor Espeon's family was getting ready to go to Sun Stone Square. Sylveon dressed Eevee in a little purple blouse.

"You're so cute," Sylveon cooed. Eevee just smiled.

Leafeon came by wearing a scarf and a sleeved dress with swirls on it. She tickled Eevee under the chin and said, "It's gonna be great, sis, just trust me."

"We'll teach you everything there is to know about this holiday," said Glaceon, wearing a blue skirt.

"Not if I show her first!" exclaimed Jolteon.

"It's not really a competition," Glaceon chimed in. "All that matters is that she has fun."

"Besides, I'm planning on showing her how to surf before you do, Jolty," joked Vaporeon.

"Okay, I think we're all ready to go," said Umbreon. He looked around, realizing that Flareon wasn't in the same room as them. "Wait, where's Flareon?"

Leafeon approached Flareon's room and knocked on it. "Hey, Flareon, are you coming?"

There was a brief pause before Flareon answered. "I-I don't know."

"What's wrong?" asked Leafeon.

"W-well, since it's a r-rather big event and all, what if the Third-Degree Three w-will be there?" wondered Flareon.

Leafeon shook her head. "Ah, why can't those guys realize they'll never get far in life with their attitudes?" She put her paw on Flareon's back. "They probably think they're old for stuff like egg hunts. Even if they show up, we'll have your back."

"I-I guess you're r-right," Flareon sighed. "I can't m-miss out on s-such a s-special day for Eevee." They both walked out of the room together.

"Alright, the gang's all here," said Umbreon, who had Eevee on his back. They all went on their way. In Sun Stone Square, the townsfolk had already started arriving. Even the Mon 4 had shown up.

"Can't we start yet?" Plusle asked impatiently.

"Not until Mayor Espeon says so," responded Minun.

Just then, the rest of the Eeveelution family arrived. Umbreon put Eevee down and she cooed blissfully. Flareon looked around, and much to his relief, the Third Degree Three were not there.

"Attention, everyone!" Mayor Espeon called out. "It's time for our eggcellent eggstravaganza!" She chuckled and shook her head. "Sorry, I had to. Anyway, now we'll collect the eggs, but the younger kids get to go first. Don't worry, there's enough for everyone. They can all be found in the garden. Ready, set, yolk!"

The little kids, including Eevee, cheered and skipped off. Leafeon followed Eevee.

When they got to the garden, Leafeon picked up an egg and put it in Eevee's basket. "See? You gotta collect these," she explained. "But don't take too many."

Unbeknownst to them all, the Easter Bunnelby poked his head out of a tunnel he had buried in the ground and watched them. He was waiting for a good time to hop out and surprise everybody. He smiled fondly as the children looked in places like bushes. When he saw Leafeon helping Eevee, he felt touched that Pokémon like her were educating newer generations.

It seemed like nothing bad could happen until this satisfaction was quickly dashed by what happened just a moment later. The Third-Degree Three came to the square. Flareon's smile quickly faded as soon as he saw them. Charmeleon whispered indistinctly to Pignite and Braixen.

The Third-Degree Three started to walk in Flareon's direction. Flareon winced in anticipation, but much to his surprise, they just walked right past him and towards the square's garden. Worried about what they might do, Flareon followed them.

The Third-Degree Three walked up to a small Hoppip, who had just picked up her first plastic egg. Charmeleon snatched it right out of her hands, causing her to squeal in protest, and opened the egg, which had a piece of chocolate inside it. He popped the piece of chocolate into his mouth. Braixen tripped an Elekid, causing him to drop his basket and cause his eggs to fall onto the grass, so Pignite grabbed them and started to eat the candy inside the plastic ones.

"What should we do with the authentic eggs?" asked Pignite.

"They're useless, just leave them be," scoffed Charmeleon.

Pignite nodded, though he knew what to do with the real egg he found in Elekid's basket. He tossed it at Hoppip, who ended up with yolk all over her face.

"Hey, that's even better!" chuckled Charmeleon, and threw another egg at a young Budew. It cracked and broke on his bud.

The Easter Bunnelby scowled. He was very displeased that they missed the point of Easter, as well as the fact that they were using part of this holiday for such underhanded purposes, but what irked him most of all was the fact that they were picking on those who were smaller than them. He was about to do something about it, but Leafeon approached the Three as they tossed eggs at the plants, walls, and children.

"Hey!" she barked. "Leave those kids alone! They're just trying to have fun!"

"Well, it's true that they're kids," Pignite snorted, "but what's your excuse for taking part in such childish activities?"

"I just wanted to teach my sister about this holiday," sighed Leafeon. "And besides, even if I am a bit old for this, can't you just live and let live? It's nice to feel younger sometimes."

"What's a Grass-type like you doing, trying to stop Fire-types like us?" sneered Charmeleon.

Charmeleon looked at Braixen. She took out the stick in her tail and breathed fire on it, setting it alight. She held it up to Leafeon's face. Leafeon recoiled, but she did not leave Eevee's side. Flareon watched this and trembled. He was not only nervous to deal with them, but he was also feeling rage building up inside him, and his blood began to boil as his body increased in heat. However, he didn't want to lose his temper, so he took a few deep breaths.

"See?" Braixen sneered. "We're not taking orders from a dowdy weakling like you."

"Clearly, it runs in the family," Pignite commented, and glanced at Flareon with a contemptuous look in his eye.

"Third-degree burn!" shouted the Three, and they laughed.

It was getting even harder for Flareon to keep himself under control. He rubbed the furry mane around his neck to cool it down and muttered incoherently.

Charmeleon saw that Eevee had plenty of eggs in her basket. He wrenched it out of Eevee's grip, causing her to fall on her back with a yelp. When she sat back up, Eevee whimpered and started to cry. That was the last straw for Flareon. With a snarl and his teeth bared, he stomped up to the Three.

"D-don't you treat m-my little sisters that way!" he yelled.

"Ooh, never seen this side to you before," said Charmeleon in mock surprise.

"Look, y-you've insulted m-my species, you've e-embarrassed me, you've said I'm not a real F-Fire-type, b-but nobody messes with my f-family! NOBODY!" roared Flareon. He got very close to them until they backed into a brick wall. "Where d-do you g-get off, hurting anyone w-weaker than you?!"

"What are you gonna do about it?" huffed Braixen. "That Mewtwo freak isn't even here to protect you."

"S-see what I mean?!" shouted Flareon. "I've never s-seen you pick on s-someone your own s-size or b-bigger than that! Honestly, you're the real wimps around h-here!"

"Okay, you're gonna get it!" Charmeleon growled. He, Braixen, and Pignite advanced towards Flareon threateningly.

"Oh, no, you won't," said the Easter Bunnelby, who was coming out of his tunnel. Upon hearing this voice, the kids turned to look in his direction and were astonished. Even Eevee stopped crying and she looked up to see what was going on.

"Are you-" gasped Leafeon.

"That's right," nodded the Easter Bunnelby. "The name is Bunnelby. The Easter Bunnelby. Yup, 'the' is my first name. But I digress." He looked at the Third-Degree Three disapprovingly. "Clearly, you have missed the point of the egg. It's a symbol of life and rebirth. Have you forgotten that you all hatched from eggs? When you hatched, new people came into this world, and they had a chance to make the world a bit better for everyone. Sadly, you have made a choice to just pick on others."

"So? These are just unfertilized eggs, aren't they?" disagreed Pignite.

"That may be true, but when an egg hatches, there are many possibilities for them, and just picking on others will not get you far in life," answered the Easter Bunnelby. He then gave Pignite an accusatory stare. "Also, I don't think you're one to call that Leafeon immature. There's nothing wrong with feeling like a kid again. She was just trying to teach her sister things, just like a good big sister should. And if you can't respect a simple thing like that, you're the infantile one. I'm very disappointed in all three of you."

Leafeon beamed. Flareon stood there in amazement, the younger children cheered, and Eevee cooed. The Third-Degree Three just scowled in annoyance. Just then, Mayor Espeon came into the garden with the older children.

"Okay, it's your turn now, kids. How is everyone doing-" she began, but then she stopped in mid-sentence to gasp when she saw the broken eggs everywhere. "What is going on?!"

"I haven't seen a mess like this since the egg-sitting project at school," Magikarp muttered.

"Mom, these guys stole kids' eggs, threw eggs all over the place and at the kids, and threatened me with fire!" explained Leafeon.

"Oh, and, uh, th-they made Eevee cry," added Flareon.

The Third-Degree Three shot them irritated glances, which turned into grimaces of nervousness when Mayor Espeon glared daggers at them.

"I am banning you from this square for two months!" she yelled, bringing herself up to her full height. "Your parents will hear about this! Now get out of here!"

They ran away yelping with their tails between their legs.

Mayor Espeon inhaled and exhaled. "Well, now that that's out of the way, the older kids may start."

"No offense, but I don't think there are that many eggs left," Machoke commented. Magikarp nudged him. "What?" Machoke asked defensively.

"Don't worry," said the Easter Bunnelby with a grin. He held up a basket full of eggs containing both plastic and real ones. "I've got extras!"

The kids whooped in excitement. Mayor Espeon looked at the Easter Bunnelby and did a double take.

"Oh, Mr. Bunnelby!" exclaimed Mayor Espeon. "I didn't know you'd be here!"

The Easter Bunnelby chortled before he turned to Flareon. "Young man, I gotta hand it to you for standing up to those hooligans. I can see that you're a caring big brother."

Flareon blushed shyly. Eevee hugged his leg and cooed.

"I think Eevee agrees," Mayor Espeon said, patting Flareon on the head.

"So do I, Flare," smiled Leafeon.

And so, everyone had a happy Easter, except for the Third-Degree Three, who were all grounded by their parents.