"Oh…oh no." Willy whispered in fright at the scene in front of him.

Darth Vader's Theme began to play as a small army of dwarf bulbears marched to and fro across the small arena. The three idiots cowered in a corner.

Billy blinked. "How're we gonna defeat all these?" He asked no one in particular. A smart look crossed Benny's face as he replied triumphantly.

"We're not! Alls we need to do is get to the hole, right?" Willy nearly cried with joy.

"You guys are so wise sometimes…" Billy and Benny made happy faces as Benny spoke up.

"Watch and learn. We yellows can turn invisible!"

Willy nearly had a heart attack. He held onto his leg firmly as he yelled. "Whaaat?! I take it back!"

Benny folded his huge ears over his eyes so he felt as disabled as Bruce. Willy fell to his knees and crawled toward his friend. He grabbed his hand and exclaimed. "Please Benny! We've known each other for so long!"

"I know, Philly." Benny said gazing to his right when "Philly" was at his left. "It's Willy." Willy coughed. But the yellow pikmin ignored him and started forward.

"I can't see them so they can't see me!" He sang happily, tottering away towards the crowd of enemies.

Willy trembled uncontrollably. Billy was completely oblivious to all going on around him and looked at Willy curiously. "So what about cheese? You like cheese?"

Meanwhile, the blind yellow pikmin pushed his way through the crowd of bulbears like it was some kind of suicide mission. The stupid thingies looked at the "invisible" Benny questionably. "I'm doing it! I'm doing it!" Benny yelled as he neared the hole. Then he paused.

Willy's eyes widened in fright. He knew what was coming. Flap! Flap! Benny's ears unfolded as he looked around asking. "Wait…what was I doing?"

The bulbears growled and gave chase as the three pikmin sprinted ahead. Benny was down first. Then Billy, who waved goodbye before vanishing. Willy was too slow. He fell behind and the nearest bulbear charged him.

He gave him his credit card.

Then he was able to go down the hole safely.

Willy repeated what he had said a hole earlier when they got down there. "BREADBUGS!" The whole-wheat bugs walked around stupidly, bumping into walls and tripping over their feet looking as harmless as ever.

Willy swooned and fell into a dead faint. Benny blinked and laid down beside him. "I could use a nap too."

Billy's eyes widened as his nose began to jiggle like crazy. "COOKIE!" He shrieked and ran to the nearby morsel. It was chocolate and vanilla swirled together. How wonderful for Billy.

He grabbed the stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie off the ground, although that stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie was like heaven to him.

"Cookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookie!" He squealed repeatedly, not bothering to take any breath. Suicide in a whole new way!

Then a breadbug finally noticed the cookie now that a pikmin had latched onto it and began to drag it towards its hole. You might think that Billy would have gotten the same fate as Willy then and there, but he quickly lost interest in the cookie. (Duh)

He twirled back over to his fellow pikkys. After a long time, Benny woke up. Then after an even longer time, Willy did the opposite. Soon, Benny figured it out. "Maybe we should get rid of the breadbugs…?" He said hopefully. "Unh." Billy replied.

After an even longer time, Billy whispered excitedly. "We hafta land on them!"

"What?" Benny said, twitching his ears, unsure he had heard right. "Land on them?"

With one quick movement, Billy unexpectedly grabbed Benny by his stalk and tossed him into the air. He landed and squashed the breeadbug, eyes wide.

Billy put on a cheerleading costume and began to wave his pompoms. Benny growled, mood swing taking effect, but Billy just kept throwing him every time he came near.

Soon, all the breadbugs were dead and Willy woke up. He was left alone to lug all of the breadbugs away as Billy headed for…you guessed it…the stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie!

He glomped the stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie and began to hum happily as he took a huge bite outta the stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie.

Willy's stomach began to grumble cause he wanted a bite of the stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie too.

Benny urged them on and both left the stale, moldy, crumbly, icky, disgusting, thousand year-old cookie on the ground to become staler, moldier, crumblier, ickier, and…ah, forget it.

Anyways, Benny paused and stared at the thing planted in the ground ahead of him.

"What a pretty rock!" Billy exclaimed skipping ahead.

"Billy! Wait! That's a-!"

BOOM

A burrownit sprang from the ground and grabbed Billy by the leg, ready to eat his snack.

"Waaaahhhh!" Billy cried and screeched.

"Billy!" Willy yelled desperately. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOgaspOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Benny blinked. "So are we gonna help him or what?"

Willy yanked Billy away from the monster as Benny jumped onto his back and began whacking to distract him. The bug tried to jab at the escaping pikmin and missed, but Willy's leg went flying through the air! Billy snatched up his friend's leg as Benny began to drag the weeping Willy away.

The burrownit sat confused for a moment as the pikmin left then shrugged it off and went back to his hole in the ground to play Halo.

"Woohoo!" Billy said happily, skipping along. "That was fun!"

"What was?" Benny asked, but Billy got distracted and started waving his arms frantically for no reason. Willy struggled to get up and fix his leg.

"Just wait a second…" He grumbled.

"OK!" Benny said, with a wide smile stretching from ear to ear…I mean…with no smile. But if he had one it would be there. Anyways…

"Besides, the next hole can't be as bad as this one!"

"But not even in their wildest dreams could they have foreseen the tradgedy…"