Disclaimer: Olimar and related characters belong to Nintendo. Yay for Pikmin 3!

Author's Note: This is for CeleBaby20's Letters Challenge. I can't recall if Olimar has been done already, or if one is allowed to use a character someone else used before - but it was tremendously fun to write this one. It's for the President of Hocotate Freight Company. What the little captain feels about his boss is summed up in the quotes I used from Pikmin 2. I love the way he writes his journals. They're so snarky.

This letter is Subspace Emissary-oriented - it's before the giant R.O.B. comes along. There are two more installations left, so keep an eye on it.

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When I look at the president, I can't see myself climbing the corporate ladder. To be a manager, you've got to be an inhuman, heartless villain.
This trait allows them to flog their dedicated workers without mercy and still sleep at night.
- Merciless Extractor, Olimar's Journal

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Dear Sir,

I'm not quite sure how the postal system in this world works - or even if it will. I do not even know whether this letter will ever reach you. However, you did ask me to constantly forward my progress report in this strange new world, so I'm willing to try my best. Please excuse me for the shaky handwriting. There is no typewriter nor a mechanical text log available, and my spacesuit no longer seems to have such a function. But I still have the supplies here, enough to keep me and the Onions sustained for a few days at least.

As of now... well... I fear that my current situation is nowhere near what one might consider 'good'. I was flying along fine above this island, when an unknown force latched onto it and forced me to make a crash landing. I am currently stranded in this island as a result, with no more means of contact other than pen and paper. Master Hand gave me five capsules that I can bury in any location on the ground if I needed any kind of aid. I have already used one of them, addressed to Master Hand, and I have yet to receive a reply. One other capsule will be used to send this letter to Hocotate.

You told me that the spaceship had enough food to last five days. Now I do not mean anything, my dear sir, but it appears that there was a miscalculation somewhere. I had assumed that it meant food enough to sustain me and my one hundred Pikmin for five days; it now turns out that it's only enough food for one person to last that length of time. And those Pikmin are terribly hungry creatures as well. I have kept them within the Onion in order to save some food and water, but I have no idea how they will survive in those harsh weather conditions. The climate is very humid in this island, with many a ferocious creature roaming the ground, the terrain rough and rocky.

I am assuming that I am in the outskirts of some ancient ruins.

The spaceship does not appear to be broken, as I made sure to crash-land in the softest spot of grass available; but there may be an internal fault nonetheless. Although I'm doubtful of the existence of any faults, I am constantly trying to figure out how to get off the ground without risking anything. But I regret to inform you that I have not yet succeeded - sooner or later I fear I will be entering the unknown by foot once more. I do miss my own ship - the Dolphin - so.

If I'd had any idea where I was... I have no idea whether Master Hand intended me to crash-land here, or whether it was my terrible luck. I can hardly believe I'm in this situation again - I will take care to protect all my Pikmin, but then I have only a faint idea of what awaits me outside those thick steel walls at night.

The sounds they make are rather unnerving, especially at night-time. I've been here three days now. Every night the creatures outside prevent me from going to sleep. I try to do something creative, like cooking some Hocotate noodles... well... it's sustenance after all. I did try cooking at daytime when there weren't many of those creatures about, using scrap ingredients, but there are some things that are best left forgotten.

...I appear to be straying away from my original report. I apologize.

At daytime I wander around the ship, keeping a close eye on my surroundings. I have not yet taken the Pikmin along with me in those little expeditions. I must say, sir, that there are quite remarkable things buried in the ground. Just yesterday I unearthed a small figure-like trophy that looked surprisingly like Louie. It looks very realistic. I would love to send it as a small gift to the young lad - but there isn't space in the capsule. Ah, I suppose I'll just have to wait until the time comes.

If the time comes.

I have survived worse situations before, yes, and I'm trying to be optimistic. There does appear to be some kind of edible vegetation on the ground - one kind vaguely resembles a large roundish red lump with a 'M' written on the side. I believe it is called a 'to-ma-to', and it is fairly delicious eaten raw or in a paste. It also appears to have some stamina restoring properties. It is certainly a shame that there aren't any sweet things around here, but I'm alive, and I mustn't complain. There are also different kinds of edible goods that I cannot name, but definitely enough for me to keep going. Tomorrow I shall go out exploring this place with the Pikmin, and help them restore some stamina with those goods. They must be starving, tightly packed together in that Onion. I believe that I'm not in much danger by day.

I must end my report here, sir. There appears to be a certain kind of disturbance way ahead. It sounds very... mechanical. I can hear some beeping noises and the sound of whirring. Perhaps they are engines from a vehicle, coming to take us from this place. I now must go and investigate those sounds - I will bury this capsule when I go outside, and this time I will be taking my Pikmin with me.

Please send my regards to Louie and the Hocotate Freight employees. And don't worry too much - I will be perfectly fine.

At least, I certainly hope so.

Sincerely, Olimar.

P. S. I enclose three interesting plants I dug up yesterday. They're bright red and they glow with a soft, warm light. They also appear to move around and have black, beady eyes - they have the most interesting properties I've ever seen in a plant. It appears to be able to create fire - and not by spontaneous combustion or manual lighting either. If one picks it and squeezes the stem, a large burst of fire comes out of it. The flame lasts only seven seconds, but it is enough time to light a bonfire, or even for minor welding. After you're done, I believe it is also edible. Do you think that if we cultivated this plant, it will give us better sales than Pikpik Carrots?

Oh, and please don't tell Louie about those plants. The lad might well be tempted to consume them.

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Talking to the boss makes me crave the power to order people around. He just sits on his haunch all day, barking out wildly irrational requests.
Arrgg... When will it be my turn to be the boss?
- Mirrored Element, Olimar's Journal.