Author's note: Greetings! I hope everyone is doing well. I'm glad to finally present you with "Eevee Quest", the sequel to "All Hallow's Eevee". This is the second story in what I have just decided to call the "Eevee-ventures" series. I strongly recommend reading "All Hallow's Eevee" first though, as this is a direct sequel. Don't worry, it's a quick read. Both stories are designed to read like episodes of a kid's pokemon cartoon, except with talking Pokemon as the main characters instead of humans.

To my Metroid readers awaiting the next update to "Xenophobia": It's been kind of a rough week for me over here, and I needed a fun, fluffy little pallet cleanser before I go back and write more scenes of alien vs. bounty hunter violence. I'm still planning to update Xeno regularly, but I think I will intersperse that with a chapter of this every now and then. Writing this story is very different than writing Metroid/Aliens... heh. So it's a nice change of pace from time to time.

Anyway, here is my newest, fluffy story filled with snuggly little Pokemon!

"Eevee Quest"

Chapter 1: Mysterious Pokémon

As the sun rose, it shone brightly through the mouth of the cave. It was a crisp, cool morning, and the plants in the area were heavy with a fresh dew as the sky cast its orange glow over everything. Deep within the cave, seven little Eevee slumbered peacefully, all curled up around one another to try to stay warm despite the chill in the night's air. But as the sun rose ever higher and illuminated the seven little Pokémon, they began to stir one by one.

The largest of the Eevees awoke first, his ears and nose twitching as the light spread over his eyes. He opened them groggily and blinked a few times as he stared out into the cave. He knew it was morning, and though he wanted nothing more than to roll over and try to fall back to sleep, he knew he had to get up and get on with his day. Besides, it was too bright now for him to try to go back to sleep even if the flood of sunlight did not bother his six fluffy siblings.

Eevee hopped to his feet and slunk quietly away from the fluffy Eevee cuddle puddle. He needed a moment to himself and decided the best place to do that would be in the woods where he and his family lived. There was a lot on Eevee's mind lately, particularly after what he and his friends had done a few nights ago on Halloween. His friend, Charmander, had told their little friend group a campfire ghost story about a haunted tower out in Lavender Town. Legend had it, according to the lizard Pokémon, that if an Eevee went there on the night of All Hallows Eve on a full moon, the Eevee would evolve into a ghost-type Pokémon called Ghosteon.

Of course, Eevee and his friends could not resist going out to test this theory so they could rub it into Charmander's face when he was wrong, but something very strange had happened that night. Eevee, Charmander, Bulbasaur, and Squirtle had snuck out and traveled through Rock Tunnel with the help of a friendly Onix. When they had arrived in Lavender Town, they had found the legendary Pokémon Tower easily and proceeded to sneak into it. Of course, Eevee had not evolved into a Ghosteon, but they had met the two mysterious Pokémon who guarded the place: Espeon and Umbreon.

Up until that moment, Eevee had believed there were only three forms he could evolve into: Jolteon, Flareon, and Vaporeon. Each required the use of an elemental stone, or so he had been told by his mother when he was a much smaller pup. Now he had met these two new Pokémon, Espeon and Umbreon, and as soon as he had met them, he knew they were both evolved forms of Eevees. Espeon, a purple fox-like creature with a red jewel on her forehead, had most likely been a psychic type. He recalled the way she had closed doors without touching them, and it seemed like a logical conclusion.

He found, however, that he had no idea what Umbreon was. The black Pokémon's body had contained several golden rings that appeared almost to glow in the dim light of the tower, and his eyes has been a piercing red. Eevee had never seen pokemon like either of them in his life, but he had found himself particularly drawn to the mystique of the Umbreon, and in that moment he had discovered something about himself.

He knew what he wanted to evolve into.

Choosing an evolution was a big moment in the life of any young Eevee, even if they did not always get the opportunity to become their chosen form. Sometimes, if an Eevee had a trainer, the trainer would select the evolution for it. This Eevee didn't have a trainer, nor did he ever plan to, but he knew what he wanted to become. Somehow, he was going to find a way to become an Umbreon like the one he had met at Pokémon Tower.

The only problem was that he had no idea how to do that. He didn't even know what type of Pokémon Umbreon was. He had several older brothers and sister who had left the cave and gone on to evolve into Flareons like their mother or Vaporeons like their father. There were a few Jolteons in their extended family, but he had only met them a few times. If Eevee became an Umbreon, he would be the first in his family to do so, and that idea excited him.

As the little brown Pokémon trotted out of the cave, he noticed his mother not far off, sitting beside an egg she was warming. The fluffy red and yellow Flareon and her new egg sat peacefully in a patch of sunlight in their little thicket of woods, and she turned to look at her son as Eevee approached.

"Good morning, Eevee," she called to the little Pokemon, perking up her ears. "You're up early."

"Yeah…" Eevee slowed his pace, and his ears twitched nervously as he approached his mother. "Mom, remember when I was a kid and you told me about the three different types of pokemon I could evolve into?"

Flareon stared curiously at her son. "Of course."

"Well… you know how my big brothers and sisters became Flareons and Vaporeons?" His pace slowed to a crawl as he inched closer to his mother. "I've been thinking… I don't really want to evolve into the same Pokémon they did."

Something like relief seemed to cross Flareon's deep black eyes as she nodded. "So you want to become a Jolteon?"

Eevee stopped as he reached his mother and pawed the ground nervously. He looked at where his tiny paws had left prints in the ground and realized how small they seemed compared to Flareon's. "Not exactly."

Flareon's ear twitched as her expression became more serious. She regarded her son quietly for a moment before speaking. "So what pokemon would you like to evolve into, Eevee?"

The young pokemon took a deep breath as he looked his mother in the eye and puffed out his chest. "I want to become an Umbreon."

His mother was silent for a moment as her eyes grew wide and she stared at her son in shock. "Where did you get that idea? Who told you there's a Pokémon called Umbreon?"

"I… met one."

"You met one?"

"Yeah," Eevee said with a nervous nod. He was afraid his mother would find out he had snuck out to Lavender Town on Halloween night and wondered if he should not have brought it up. "Have you ever met one before?"

Flareon stared coldly at her son. "It's best you get such ideas out of your mind, Eevee." She turned to look at the orange-spotted egg beside her and wrapped her fluffy yellow tail around it. "There are three eeveelutions, and you're a bit young to be thinking about evolving anyway. Why don't you go back and see if your little brothers and sisters are up yet?"

Eevee's ears drooped. "I'm old enough to think about evolution. You told me I'd know when the time was right and what I wanted to evolve into. I want to become an Umbreon. I want to be the first Umbreon in our family!"

Flareon sighed as she stood up, leaving the egg resting in a patch of warm sunlight. "Let's go for a walk, dear, and we can talk about this."

The two Pokémon walked together through the woods side by side. It had been a long time since Flareon had taken one of her pups alone on a walk like this, and it always inevitably came before a pup would decide to leave the nest and pursue an evolution. On most occasions, she had been happy to take the walk with her pups, but never before had one requested such an unusual evolution.

"As you know," Flareon began, turning to face her son as they walked along the bank of a babbling stream, "there are three forms you can choose to evolve into using elemental stones. When a young Eevee comes of age, he or she travels to a place called Stone Town where the humans mine elemental stones from the side of a mountain. Pokémon trainers from all over Kanto gather at the region to evolve their Pokémon, and wild Pokémon like ourselves often go into their mines and find stones to use to evolve ourselves."

"I know all this, Mom," Eevee said, getting impatient.

"I know, dear," Flareon replied. "Let me continue. We know of the three eeveelutions that one can attain through the use of elemental stones, but that's not to say those are the only variations of our evolved forms out there. I chose a fire stone. Your father chose a water stone. But there are other Eevees who have found more… creative ways to evolve."

Eevee's ears and tail perked up excitedly. "So you know how I can become an Umbreon?"

Flareon shook her head. "Unfortunately no. I haven't seen any of the more exotic variations of eeveelutions since I was a pup. I only met my father once before he was captured by a trainer from Celadon City. I remember he was something like a Vaporeon but not quite… He was from a distant region originally, and my mother told me he was just a different-looking Vaporeon because he came from so far away. I knew, however, even as an Eevee pup, that he was no Vaporeon. He looked very different and was a lighter blue, and he had an icy aura about him."

"Did you ever find out what kind of Pokémon he was before he was captured?" Eevee stared up at Flareon in awe. He had never heard her speak of his grandfather before except as a cautionary tale about how easily he might be captured by Pokémon trainers.

Once more, Flareon shook her head. "I never knew what he was. Your grandmother insisted he was a Vaporeon until the day she died. I learned years later that there are many more evolutionary forms than we realized. Maybe more than both of us have ever seen, but aside from the three we know, I don't have any information on any of the other forms."

"Oh," Eevee's tone took on a note of disappointment as he looked down to his front paws.

"That's not to say it's impossible to find information on them though," Flareon said with an impish grin in her son's direction. "There are many different types of stones in Stone Town, and I know I didn't bother to try them all before I settled on Fire. Who knows what they other types might do? And it's a big world out there… I'm sure someone knows about this Umbreon form."

"So… you think if I went to Stone Town I could get information on how to evolve into an Umbreon?"

"I don't know," Flareon replied. "But while you're there looking for information on how to become an Umbreon, maybe you could look into look into finding out about a very icy eeveelution I know was definitely not a Vaporeon? I've always wanted to make the trip back to Stone Town myself and ask, but… well, I just have so many pups now."

Eevee grinned and bounced excitedly. "So, you're saying I can go to Stone Town? And I can look for a way to become an Umbreon?"

Flareon smiled as she nodded. "I always wondered if the day would come when one of my pups wanted to stray from tradition and become something different. I guess I shouldn't be surprised it's you, Eevee. You were always a handful as a pup and had that adventurous side to you."

The little Pokémon puffed out his chest proudly and perked up his ears. "I am happy to be the Eevee that finally takes on this noble quest! I'll find out how to become an Umbreon, and I'll find out what kind of Pokémon grandfather really was!"

"Good for you, Eevee." Flareon smiled sadly. "But you're going to have to be very careful not to get captured. Stone Town is crawling with trainers looking to catch Pokémon who will react to elemental stones."

"I won't get captured! I promise!" Eevee wagged his tail eagerly as thoughts of his newest adventure raced through his mind. He could not wait to tell his friends and embark on their latest adventure.