(AN: Here's my first attempt at a drabble.)
Spring. This season is many things.
To some, it is rain.
To others, it is wind.
To Redd, it is annoying pollen.
"Achoo!" the Pikmin sneezed for the umpteenth time. He wiped his nose.
He hated spring, so he wanted to do something about it.
Gaia suddenly manifested in front of him. "My child, what is it that you desire?"
"To get rid of spring..." Redd said, sneezing again.
"OK." Gaia then turned the spring into hot summer, burning up all the plants.
The ashes wafted into Redd's nose, making him sneeze.
"Achoo! No! Curse you, cruel world!" Redd shouted.
(...I know, it's not very good. What do you expect from my first try?)