Day 1
Beginnings
When Olimar opened his eyes, he expected to see angels. However, they opened to a pile of burning metal. He hurried to stand up, but everything ached. There, in front of him, was what used to be his ship. Now, it was an upside down, burned up, dirt filled wreck. Upon closer investigation, it was missing 30 parts. Olimar checked his environmental scanner.
"The atmosphere here is pure poisonous oxygen," Olimar thought, "I guess I'm going to have to get used to this suit."
The analysis predicted he would run out of oxygen in 30 days.
"Marooned, for 30 days. If I'm lucky Koppai can send out a rescue crew." Olimar thought
But then it occurred to him, "They won't expect me for another week or two, because I was taking the shortcut. I should have never taken the shortcut."
In the corner of his eye, Olimar saw something mysterious. He walked towards it. It was a strange maroon hued device. It was easily twice the size of Olimar. Olimar leaned forward and touched it. It sprang up from the ground, extending it's three wiry legs. It had strange checkered patterns on the side, and on top a flower that looked like a propeller. A strange red beam was cast from underneath it.
"The base of the contraption looks like an onion, so that's what I'll call it"
Finally, mysteriously, a lone seed shot out of the top, and planted itself into the ground. Only a few moments later, it sprouted. Olimar was marveled at it. It had red roots, and a single green leaf on top. The strange thing was that it seemed to be moving on it's own, and there was no wind on the planet that his scanners detected. There was something more to the plant, and he didn't know what.
"I'll pull it out of the ground," Olimar thought to himself. What difference could it make? To his surprise, he pulled out a small humanoid figure. It was roughly the same height as him, and it stared him in the eye. It was red, two arms, two legs, and had a very pointy nose.
"It reminds me of the Pikpik carrots that I eat at home. I will call him 'Pikmin' from now on," he decided to himself.
Wherever Olimar would walk, Pikmin would follow. Pikmin was very light, and Olimar felt as if he could carry him anywhere and everywhere. Olimar laid down in the grass, to rest, and think about his current situation. For some reason, the Pikmin seemed drawn to a giant flower, with a puck shaped bud, with a massive symbol on it. It drew Olimar's interest.
Olimar walked towards the strange plant. It seemed Pikmin wanted to reach the puck.
"But how to get Pikmin up there? The plant is thrice as high as I am," Olimar thought. Olimar had an idea. He picked up Pikmin, like before. But this time, he threw him up into the puck. Pikmin landed on it, slammed his head into the puck, and he and the puck landed on the ground. Almost autonomously, Pikmin picked up the puck, and started carrying it towards the onion. Once the puck was directly under the beam, it was absorbed up, and into the onion. The onion shot out two more seeds. Olimar plucked them, and two more Pikmin arose, as he expected.
"This amazing! My one friend has turned into three, and there are plenty more. Soon, I'll have a small city of the Pikmin. But I doubt they have any experience in rocket repairs," he laughed to himself grimly.
Soon enough, Olimar had a squadron of 20 Pikmin. Up ahead, there was a strange brown box, blocking the way of a rift in the hills that boxed him into the impact site. It was a huge box, a small could live inside one. To direct the Pikmin's attention, he blew his whistle, which he used for shipping instructions. However, all the Pikmin responded, and followed Olimar. One started to try to push the box. The rest joined in.
"There's no way that they can…" Olimar thought to himself.
However, all of the Pikmin pushed the box away with ease. Olimar was astounded. The Pikmin were very efficient creatures. They were lightweight, easy to grow, and could push heavy objects. Behind the box, Olimar saw something that he never thought possible. He cried a small tear.
"Amazing! There's no mistaking it! My ship's engine rests before my very eyes! By a stroke of pure luck, I have already stumbled upon the most important piece of my damaged craft! Fate has smiled upon me!" he thought.
But how could he bring it back? Could the Pikmin bring it back? Could he navigate them to the ship? He had to try. He commanded all of the Pikmin to carry it. They grabbed it with slight difficulty. Olimar slowly directed them back to the ship.
The ship absorbed the engine with ease, and with the help of the Pikmin, the ship was pilotable across the planet. However, it didn't have enough power to escape the planets heavy gravitational pull. It did have enough power to fly around and find the necessary parts for escape.
"This will be a difficult journey, but a plausible one nevertheless," Olimar thought, as the sun began to set. The Pikmin all rushed into their Onion, and has Olimar took off to plan his next destination, in the sky. The onion followed his ship, using the propeller to fly.