Hey, readers, it's ZPF. My stories have gotten off to a good start (in my opinion). I set the main chapter for next time (this is just a filler). If anything seems out of place or wrong, please tell me!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT THE FORBIDDEN SAMP AND THIS STORY.
P.S. This is just a short story, so it will have five chapters maximum.
TO THE STORY!
Olimar had just finished fixing the SS Hocotate's gaping hole in the shape of Louie's head. He was rather relieved that he was done with the repairs, because it was almost sundown. But he was mad at Louie for not helping him fix said hole. He was the one who made it, with the help of a Smokey Progg, of course, but he was still upset. So he got up and walked over to Louie, who was relaxing in a lake nearby the ship.
"Louie, why didn't you help me with the giant hole in the ship?" Olimar asked his partner calmly.
"Zzzzzzz..." Louie replied.
"LOUIE!" Olimar started shaking the bug-obsessed Hocotatian.
Louie woke up and sat up quickly, bumping Olimar's helmet, "Huh, what? Oh, *yawn* hi, Olimar."
"Why. Weren't. You. Helping?!" Olimar asked angrily.
"Why wasn't I - Oh! I'm sorry, why didn't you ask me to help?"
"I was hoping you would do it voluntarily! Not sleep in a small lake!"
"Well, sorry, Oli."
Olimar sighed. "You know what? I-its fine. Let's just go explore, stock up on Pikmin."
Louie got up to his feet and ran for the Onions, calling out twenty Pikmin for each color. He always liked the song they sang. "Ready."
The two partners then went around the Wistful Wild, destroying Pellet Posies and killing the local animals to gain more troops. The next day they went down the Bulblax Kingdom in the Awakening Woods, stocking up on purple and white Pikmin. When they finished, they went back to the ship to count their Pikmin.
"200 reds, 250 blues, 275 yellows, 149 purples, and 100 whites. I think we are ready for tomorrow," Olimar announced to his best friend.
"Cool! Let's do it!" Louie said excitedly.
"Are you 100% sure this place is safe?"
"I'm sure I'm sure!"
"Good."
When they looked at the sky, they noticed that it was starting to look like a sunset. They had to leave the surface of the Pikmin Planet soon. They rushed to the middle of camp, where Olimar dissmissed the original Pikmin to their respective Onions, while the purples and whites went to the ship. Then Olimar checked his Pikmin count, and all of them made it back. Then he saw something.
One was left behind in the Bulblax kingdom. It was a purple. And not just any purple Pikmin.
"LARRY!"
"Who?"
"It was Shacho's favorite purple pikmin! He made me put a tracking device on it. So no matter where it was, we would know the thing's exact location!"
"Oh. Just let it die in there. We can get another one!"
"But this one is different! The only reason Shacho ever stayed here until his death by a Wollywog was because of this one Pikmin!"
"What makes this one different than the rest, hm?"
"It liked him more than me, he was the one who threw the red Pikmin into that flower, turning it into Larry! HE was the one that acted like him more than anything! When he showed Larry a poko for the first time, Larry hugged it and never let go. THEY WERE BEST FRIENDS!"
"Now, are you talking about Shacho or the poko?"
"SHACHO! We should go save the little sucker before its too late! For Shacho?" Olimar sticks out his hand.
Louie looks at Olimar's hand for a good, solid second before shaking it, "For Shacho."
With that, they travel to the Bulblax Kingdom. They brought mainly red Pikmin, with a couple of the other colors. They did not find Larry until they reached the fifth sublevel, in which said Pikmin was trying to kill a couple Dwarf Orange Bulborbs. After retrieving Larry, they decided to go the rest of the way, since it was only two sublevels. They defeated the Emperor Bulblax easily (after all, they had purple Pikmin) and moved on.
That night, they noticed something different about Larry. He had a burn on his arm, which was strange. They never sent any Pikmin through fire geysers. They never tried to kill fiery Dweevils. "Louie, do you see what I see?" Olimar asked.
"Yeah, Larry got a burn. So?" Louie replied.
"He somehow survived getting set on fire! But, how?"
"He probably went in water, then he got himself out."
"Hm..." Olimar would learn the real reason some other time. Now he had to name this new area that he was visiting the next day.
Ship's Log
Well, tomorrow is the day of exploration. I hope it is truely safe. If, for some reason, it really isn't, I wish my family luck in the future. I will e-mail my family just in case. And also, Larry, Shacho's favorite purple Pikmin, got a small burn, but he survived! I am very curious on how it has happened... That is a matter which I will inspect after Louie and I explore this new area, which I name the Forbidden Swamp. louie had better be right...
[Send mail]
To: Sagittarius, Libra, Wife*
Subject: new area
I will be going to a new place to explore tomorrow, and I have only heard that this place is safe. So, just a heads up, if anything happens to me, I just want to let you know that I love you.
Olimar
[Send]
I hope this chapter is good! And thanks to my first reviewer, Emi Hylia. I'm glad you like it!
*I don't know her real name, so I just used "Wife" as a name.
