Author's Note: As I was writing this one, I somehow fell asleep and forgot about what half of this chapter's plot was, so I had to change it.
Sometimes, it Sucks to:
Not Breathe the Same Air.
It was a beautiful morning in Smash Mansion. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and for one smasher, that was exactly what happened. It had originally started as waking up with a leaf stuffed into the back of Olimar's helmet...
"Will you let go of my leg, please? The cafeteria line is going to be long, and I actually want to eat something this time..." Said Alph.
"...No. I don't want to be alone. I'm... gonna follow you forever...captain!"
"You've been like that since this morning. What, did you catch a disease or something? How did this even happen?"
"Do I seriously have to drag you all the way to Dr. Mario's? Maybe he knows how to deal with this...thing."
Later...
"Well, I suggest that we cut that stem off. I don't know much about pikmin, but either that or we just wait until Olimar gets back to normal or he'll stay that way forever. I suppose you don't plan on waiting for that?" Said Dr. Mario. He and Alph had been thinking about what to do for the last ten minutes.
"No. Also, how do we even remove it if we can't take off his helmet?"
"I guess that means you'll have to wait."
Then, he thought of something.
"If Olimar is a pikmin now, does that mean he's able to breathe oxygen? I shouldn't risk it, but I also don't want to be stuck with him for the next few days...and what about our matches? Is he going to start living like the other pikmin? How do I deal with that?"
Author's Note: Yes, I have played Pikmin 1. This is different, though.