This story is supposed to be funny while at the same time serious, also its an adventure. So to Great thumbs and such that's what it is :D please keep reading. I don't know what a disclaimer does…
"Well?" said the Borb. "Where do you hail from?"
The cookie pik replied "Fine I will go first…."
All I know is that I was born in a cookie of that I'm sure and moments later right after my birth some blundering idiot started to murder me. But I found out later he was just plucking me…His name was Olimar too. Weird eh? Anyway I was carried to the surface and then I made of nest of grass. The cookie I was born it somehow made me go to it...like an unknown attraction. So I picked it up and was overjoyed, then Olimar took it and told me to beat it…he called me a useless pikmin… and I was weird colored. Plus he said I had weird facial features. He said my 3 hairs, Small nose and a patch of fuzz on my chest was just to re...re...ta...retarded that's what he said…Anyway I'm not really sure of anything and I have a black leaf that makes crunchy noises when I bend it to much and that it has the word ORAO on it… Plus for some reason the pikmin get really happy around me and creatures tend to stray very close to me… Anyway what about you? Wait I also look like a smashed up s'more…
Well, You smell very attractive...Maybe because you're a cookie pikmin? I've heard rumors that cookie pikmin are 5000% more susceptible to attack and to be eaten. Anyway I was born like any other Bulborb, from an Empress Bulbax. I was with like a 1000 more of my family. But then some pikmin hoards attacked and we fled. You should have seen them they had horns and teeth and lots of colors. The pikmin left no survivors except for like 5 that fled fast enough, including me. I was just like my brothers… but one night I slept under the full moon on the Aura…so I turned purple for some reason…its all magic man you just gotta trust. Somehow I can run faster and attack stronger and look nicer and such.
The cookie pik said, "Call me Cookie. A little weird but ya."
The purple Bulborb said, "Call me Porb. A little weirder but ya sounds right."
They hugged in the Bulborb's den and fell asleep on the grass.