Fuji

˚✧₊⁎ Psychic Type Trainer⁎⁺˳✧༚ ･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'*'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･ #PTRP 💙 & RT

“Weird spaceman looking guy.”

“The holy trio, I pray to thee…”

“Before that though…gotta do my daily prayer.”

“I’m not tired yet but it’s getting really late. Wonder if there’s a campground somewhere?”

“The least Grandma could of packed me was a tinderbox..” Rubbing two sticks together.

Who’s grandpa got let out of the retirement home?

“Oh holy trio! Uxie, Azelf, Mesprit, I humbly offer my thanks for another safe day. I’ll leave my offering upon the makeshift alter. And uh…perhaps maybe you could give me a clue as to where I’m suppose to travel next?”

“Right…gotta set up the ritual before bed. Maybe I’ll be blessed again tonight?”

“I guess it’s as good as any time to set up camp. The woods are so big. It’s like we’ve been walking for days, Spoink.” He stops at a small opening, taking off his backpack and starts unfurling his sleeping bag. “We really need to invest in a tent.”

“E-Eh? What is that amazing smell?”

“Oh, I know! I’ll pray.” He stops in the middle of the road and pulls out his satchel. He starts by drawing in the dirt, then sticks incense into the dirt and light it. He claps his hands together and prays. “Pleaaaaase help me find a way to get money or food! Oh holy trio!”

“Guess I could call Grandma. Oh, but I don’t have a phone.”