>>16848499"HEY EVERYONE, WE'RE HERE!~" announces Shauna as loudly as possible, as both of the cathedral's doors go flying open.
The dead corpses of the shiny Suicune, Shauna's Goodra, and Shauna's Delcatty are all tossed onto the sacred, religious floor that the pope once kissed while on summer vacation from Sunday school. Tierno and Shauna then throw in their excessive gifts, including the dandruff/organ ridden Atari 2600, the crispy pants, the roman candles, and Shauna's shorts.
Shauna stands proud in front of her autistic brigade with her hands on her hips, the only thing protecting her sacred womb being a thin pair of
[Anonymous User's Beloved Headcanon Goes Here]-colored panties.
Trevor immediately notices the rising tension and pinches the bridge of his nose, "Oh god we messed up so hard."
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A major pause follows as the suspense escalates even more. The churchgoers, soccer moms, and priests seem to be at a lost. Just as it looks like the trio are about to be kicked out, the head priest has a discussion with one of his deacons.
They whisper quietly amongst each other.
Finally, the head priest approaches the Three Wise Autists, gets on his knees, and bows to them with great honor.
"The first leg of the prophecy has come to be... Wise Men, what do you bring for our great lord and savior, Arceus?" asks the head priest.
Trevor bows respectfully, justifiably nervous, "I-I um..I-I brought a Suicune, your priestiness!"
Shauna bows next, "I brought a moon-dwelling feline!~"
Then, Tierno bows, "To the great lord, I bring a Goodra of the highest caliber."
The head priest looks up, the final test upon the group,
"Is the Goodra salted?""With my dandruff, yes."
