In a small cave some-where in Sinnoh:
A small Eevee tossed and turned, in a small leather basket. A roaring fire, near the Eevee burned with warmth, and a Flareon sat by it, anxiously watching the sick child.
The Eevee gave a mumbling roar, and the Flareon leaped up, filing the child's open mouth with crushed Oran-and-Sitrus berry's, out of a small pot.
The baby's small mouth worked on the berry mash, and found the strength to swallow it. The Flareon slowly gave it some warmish water, before grabbing some more berry's, and starting to crush them.
A howl filled the night, just as the Baby gave a small gasp, and started to shiver.
The Flareon padded to the entrance of the cave, slipping a curtain in front of the Eevee and the fire, dividing the cave into a small room, and a big room, of which the Flareon was now in.
"Mummy, mummy!!" A Eevee burst into the cave. "Mummy! I caught a Bidoof! My first catch mummy!"
"Well done Erica. You should be proud." She said, glancing distractedly at the curtain separating the sick Eevee from her.
"Mum..... He's not going to get better, is he?" Erica whimpered sadly, her happiness sinking.
"I don't know, We....We might just have to put Jose out of his misery......" The Flareon hugged her daughter, as a Umberon and one more Eevee walked in, the Eevee on the Umberon's shoulder.
"Mum!! That was sooo cool and fun and cool and fun and cool an-"
"That's enough Joshi. Your're mum and I have to talk."
The two parent exchanged looks, as the two kits saddened. They huddled up into a corner, where some cloth was hanging, so the two kites could have some privacy.
"Alright dad. We understand." Erica said quietly, while smuggling in with Joshi. She pulled the cloth, and the Kits were hiden from view.
The parents looked at the corner. "Once when you were............it snowed.........snowballs......lot's of fun.........." meaningless word drifted to the parents, and at the same time they walked into the seprete half of the cave, where the eevee lay feverish.
"Please get better, little lumière, please." The Umbereon muttered, muzzling his little sick son.
"i don't think he will."
"Why does it have to be like this? He's was so bright... my little lumière....... until he got this dreaded disease."
"Did you find any herbs?" asked the Flareon, nuzzling her mate.
"Well, I did find this strange plant...." The Umbereon said, producing a strange plant.
It was quite big, with a strange flat top. Small vines curved down its smoth stalk, at it was a vierty of diffrfent colours. The roots were shirveled and dry, yet were a healthy green.
"What a.... weird plant." The Flareon commented. "Oh well. Let's try it." She slowwly feed the Eevee it.
The parents waited with bated breath.
"Its made him worse!" The Eevee had started to cry, and its face had sores all over it.
Sobbing, the parents left the room.
The next day:
The family was woken by a strange snuffling sound. The Flasreon had a wet nose.
They opened there eyes.
"Jose!"
"Little brother!"
"Darling!"
"Little Lumière!"
Okay.... this was weird. I shall revall who it is for soon....
Not my best....