(Let's just change that to Mossy Rock, now shall we?)
"All right, ya see...
It was a warm day on the field outside the winner's cave... or whatever it's called. That's where I lived. I was playing with my brothers and sisters. I had many. All of them were evolved, and the only evolution not taken was Leafeon. But I didn't want to become a Leafeon, I wanted to be a Jolteon. Anyways, I was playing with my sister Emix, an Umbreon, and my brother Jacques, a Jolteon. Jacques was pretty much my role model. We stumbled across a mossy rock. The moss on it was quite peculiar. Emix warned us not to touch it. Jacques, being playful, pushed me. I stumbled because of my extra leg- I wasn't used to walking on it yet- and fell onto the stone. And then, I evolved. All of my relatives were proud of me, but I wasn't happy. To this day, I still wish I could have become a Jolteon."
*Pauses*
"And that's my story."
(Didn't see Zig's post until after this was posted)