Olimar looked around. He wouldn't see the pikmin ever again, it seemed. No no, he thought to himself, I finally get to see my family again. I don't need to dwell on the pikmin, they can survive on their own. Then to Olimar's amazement, the pikmin all came out. There were thousands of them, and that was all thanks to him. But that was just the beginning. All of a sudden, the pikmin began to dance, waving their leaves, buds, and flowers around. When the last pikmin had stopped dancing, they all began to wave. They were saying goodbye to Olimar, as if they knew that he was leaving. Goodbye, pikmin, Olimar thought to himself as the S. lifted off.