The Egg is Hatching: It's an Eevee! {Esther}

          7:30, on the dot. That was the time Tanja had to be at the towns Pokemon Centre to receive her eggs from Professor... What was her name again? "Oh no; not again!" She exclaimed out loud. The young adult started pacing back and forth, stressing over such a simple thing. Tanja was her name, but she was more commonly known as "Macaroni", and unfortunately forgetting things was something she did very often. As she paced back and forth a whir sounded, signalling that someone had entered the Centre. It was the Pokemon Professor! Hopefully she wouldn't notice that she'd completely forgotten her name. "Good morning, Professor," she greeted, "I trust your trip went well?"
          She was greeted with a nod and it was straight to business. Handing over three eggs, the Pokemon Professor wished Tanja luck in her endeavours and left. For a while, Tanja just stood there. She never expected it to be so... Quick. Ever since she was a little girl, she had dreamed about being a Pokemon Breeder. She loved Pokemon, and admired the great work Pokemon breeders did in raising good Pokemon; fit for families and trainers alike. Upon finishing her final exams, Tanja was finally accepted as a registered Pokemon Breeder. In her hands right now were her very first Pokemon eggs. She was so nervous she was almost shaking. Wait, that wasn't her, it was one of the eggs! She gently placed the eggs on the bench and took a look at which one was shaking. 
          There was a loud crack as the egg broke open. A brown paw quickly clawed it's way out of the shell, followed by a furry arm, then a tiny nose. Finally a small female Eevee scrambled its way out of its wet confinement. It mewled unhappily, demanding to be cleaned, which her new owner quickly did. Using a wet wipe from her bag Tanja carefully wiped away all of the left over egg and shell from the tiny fox Pokemon. "There you go," Tanja told the little fox, "all clean. I'll call you... Esther," she smiled. Now the only question is how to get both the eggs and Esther back home without dropping them. She pondered for a minute, looking at the two eggs and baby Eevee in front of her. She eventually decided it'd be best if she carried the eggs in her hands, and let the Eevee ride on her shoulder. Unfortunately the Esther had other plans. Diving into her new owners pocket, the small Eevee happily made itself comfortable, emptying out the previous contents. "Today is going to be a long day, little Esther."
          Esther only mewled in response.