Chapter 3 Day 1

Disclaimer-I do own Pikmin.

A/N-WARNING! 2 minor swears.

A/N-With pellets it will be "Olimar found 5 red one point pellets."

Olimar looked at all the scan able landing zones. In some snowy mountains. Our captains picked the one in the snowy mountains. What they did not know was about to alter all they know about the Pikmin planet.

Louie viewed down blankly at the graceful, and slow snowflakes as they floated down onto hard, ice. As Louie turned his head. He saw a plump Red Bulborb; napping as if last night's hunt did not happen, it's red skin being covered by a thin sheet of fluffily, soft white snow. Minute, clear bubbles arose from it's nose.

"Louie can you scan for any Pikmin? By your eyes and, or scanners," ordered Olimar.

"Um. Okay," was the younger man's reaction.

Olimar slowly plotted in a course for the best landing sight in the area. He picked a granite flat that had little snow amounts on it. While slightly up hill. It provided a nice foundation to explore this region. Louie meanwhile planned to seek out any edible bugs. Yummy in his tummy.

"Well Louie here we are. Back on the closest planet to hell. As hot as it as well. Monsters that will eat your flesh alive. Giant insects that will grab you, and toss you down onto the ground. Bottomless pits filled with monsters. Hell might be better." Olimar spoke.

Louie was still indifferent. Then a grand, and mysteries sight caught his attention; he saw two died Shergrub Females. While he was late to spot what could have killed them. He informed Olimar.

"Olimar. I saw two died Shergrubs." Reported Louie.

"Yes that is great. Wait! Two died Shergrubs!" Exclaimed Olimar.

The image of Pikmin floated into his head. Only Pikmin could hunt like that, but why leave the bodies? Maybe they dropped them? Forgot? So many ideas, and reasons danced into Olimar's biological mind.

"We will landing on the Pikmin Planet soon!" The ship's computer voice said.

The two waited. Planning on their movements. Olimar seeks out any wild Pikmin. Louie's goal was to hunt; for insects.

The two captains were ejected by the ship's automatic landing movement. Standing on some hard, even granite.

"Louie! Show me the died shergrubs!" Olimar ordered.

Louie slightly cursed. He planned to go off on his own plans, but orders are orders.

"Okay." Grumbled Louie.

Louie slowly ambled over to Olimar. He pointed in one direction; indicting something of grand interest. After all Pikmin were a treasure trove of information to Olimar. It is a minute before Olimar, and Louie rediscover the died Shergrubs. There, the two see a Pikmin. The normal root-like feet, cute stubby legs, short root arms. A tall stem with a leaf on top. The beady eyes, and the long rd nose. Olimar, and Louie just found some wild, red Pikmin. The older captain whistled to the population of five. Drawing a grin he walked over to the onion. The two observed the nearby landscape. Olimar saw 5 red one pellets. Louie saw a sleeping Red Bulborb, with a pair of Dwarf Red Bulborbs acting as sentries. Moreover he spotted a lone five pellet posie. With a ten pellet poise a little behind a gate.

"Olimar. I see a gate," Louie reported.

"Excellent!" Olimar exclaimed with glee.

The two captains use the plant like animals to gather pellets, and the two died Shergrubs. Furthermore they kill the two Dwarf Red Bulborbs for forty pikmin. Olimar, and Louie head to face the Red Bulborb. Who was peacefully snoring. The leaders had a plan. Louie would punch the dormant beast. Olimar meanwhile would throw pikmin onto the monster.

Louie marched to the nose. Olimar stayed at the back awaiting to throw. Louie swiftly launched his assault, knocking his fist clearly into the beast's nostrils. However he punched to early. For Olimar had not finished aligning his attacks. He went along with the change in plans for if he did not the day would be deadly for the pikmin. The grub-dog lunged at Louie; who was fast enough to avoid the attack, instead the infamous hunter got a mouthful of snow in his jaws. He now noted the pikmin on his back. Shacking them off he rushed down for a nice meal. Louie was cunning. Seeing a chance he whistled all those unluckily min who were knocked off. The predator now seemed angry. Striking in for another blow at Olimar. He grabbed five terrified Pikmin. Screams being yelled, but then before the pikmin were all chewed up. The hunter died. His body being carried as five luckily pikmin marched out. Covered in drool, but very happy. The total population now at fifty.

Investing further at the gate. They discover some old wood lying there. The fifty pikmin become a moving force of forty to move the wood to Olimar's landing sight. Slowly marching up the hill that marked the surrounding area. Olimar was elated at the idea of success so early on their adventure. Killing a Red Bulborb without losing any numbers. Finding a piece of wood. Making the pikmin population blast to fifty. He knows that was tiny compared to his second voyage's pikmin count, but it is still a respectable number.

"It is time to blast off! Seeing as nothing is around to entice a longer stay now," The ship spoke.

"Sure," Olimar said.

Louie silently gazed down at the ground.

The ship picked up rising to the stars. Reaching orbit; Olimar made a video recording.

"Today was great! We found pikmin! While we are still trying to find more information about where we should build we have found this region to be quite benevolent. Which reminds me about the name of this place "Mt. Red", because of the mountains, and red pikmin. Our count now numbers fifty pikmin in total!" Olimar recorded.

Today's count.

Red: 50 from 0

Yellow:

Blue:

Purple:

White:

A/N-There will be new pikmin types.