Bulbasaur Misses Fabulous Friday by Raiblulover

It's been about an hour. Bulbasaur is incredibly lost. At some point along the way, it became difficult to tell which terrain was road and which wasn't. Eventually, all they had to go by was the stars, which didn't help much and may have made things worse. Hopeless, sore, and no longer capable of dragging the immense weight of their satchel, they collapse in the middle of a clearing. If the ground was just a bit softer, they'd consider sleeping there for the night instead.