A/N: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT FOR THIS STORY.

"Get 'em off me!" Sonic yells, poking the blue plants carrying him.

"What the hell are these? They have faces!" Knuckles says.

"Well, it's obvious that they are perfectly harmless," Tails responds. "They were kind enough to take me to their, uh, 'ship'. They're just curious."

"Well, then. Hey, you guys, I can walk on my own, so no need to worry- OH MY FUCKING GOD! LET ME GO! LET ME GO! HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS! PUT ME DOWN!" Sonic struggles with flailing arms to touch the ground as the blue-colored plants take him to their ship….. in the water.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Knuckles doubles over, laughing, while pointing in Sonic's direction. "He just got fucked!"

Tails sighs in frustration as he watches his partner being carried through water to a blue ship. "I'll go get a leaf or two to dry him off. People these days..."

"You go do that. I'll just follow these red imbeciles to their ship so they'll stop bothering me… What's this?" Knuckles questions as he takes a damaged notebook from one of the red plants. "O-li-mar's notebook? It better have some useful information or I'll tear it to shreds. Pikmin? Is that what these little shits are called?" He slowly flips through the notebook, oblivious to Sonic's screams for help.

"I'm back. At least they let him go," Tails rushes to Sonic's side, wiping his head.

"I hate them! I hate them! I. HATE. THEM!"

"We know, we know. Now take this leaf and dry yourself off before my ears bleed."

"Guys! Come and check this out! These 'plants' are called pikmin!" Knuckles shouts, motioning them to come by his side.

"FUCK the pikmin," Sonic replies. "They just got me soaking wet, and didn't give a damn!"

"Someone didn't take their Zoloft this morning..." Knuckles whispers.

"I HEARD THAT YOU BASTARD! TODAY IS NOT MY DAY! AND IF YOU MAKE IT WORSE, YOU'LL HAVE YOUR BALLS RIPPED OFF WHILE YOU'RE ASLEEP!" Sonic stomps away, cursing Knuckles with every step.

"…..."

"…..."

"Well, then, these 'pikmin' apparently can help us carry heavy things and kill monsters. Or it says so in this fucked up notebook."

"Well that 'fucked up notebook' is going to help us get out of here. Everything is obscenely huge and apparently messed up. And the pikmin are the only ones who can help us escape," Tails ponders. "By the way, I made a device that will rate the level of dangers in a specific area. The yellows where the ones who carried metal ship parts to me from out of nowhere, so I figured we can use the pikmin to carry objects we find, so that I can assemble a new machine to get us home….."

"Why did you trail off. WHY DID YOU TRAIL OFF? YOU'LL BE UP SHIT CREEK, TAILS, IF YOU DON'T TELL ME!" Knuckles bursts into hysterics, clearly delusional. "Hahahahah! We're gonna die! We're gonna live happily together and fucking die! Hahahaha! Hehehehe…." He then crawls into a corner, crying. "We're gonna die. Mommy, we're gonna die."

O_o "Don't question him Tails, just walk away," Tails assures himself while searching for objects on his newly-built radar.

"Tails, I've come to apologize for yelling at the pikmin and- Why is Knuckles crying?" Sonic slowly walks back, his hands behind his head. "You know what? Screw him. I just wanted to let you know there's a weird, gigantic gopher hole with a noxious fart gas coming out of it." He then ditches Knuckles, and leads tails and his annoying pikmin to a cavern surrounded with a mud wall, which smelled like shit.

"Well the radar says there are fire and electric hazards…. And the monster graph just went off the grid….=_=" He sighs, staring at the vine hanging off an oak tree, and thinking about the pros and cons of committing suicide.

"Touch that vine and I'll give you a slow, painful death that's worse than hanging yourself," Knuckles says, reading Tails' mind.

"Hey, buddy, you caught up. But I gotta warn you, Knux, next time you have a mental breakdown, I'm putting you on drugs to keep you high and 'mighty'," Sonic glares. "Now let's bring these so called 'pikmin' into this cave with us and kick some ass for useless metal that has a high chance of not bringing us home."

With that, the gang drops in, the pikmin happily following them, knowing and not caring that the majority of them will die immensely painful deaths.

A/N: Yay! That's chapter 2! Anyways, I apologize for my chapters being so short. I'm new at this, and I promise I will improve by the end of this story. I hope I haven't stepped out of a character's box too much. And thanks for the comments! I will wait till I have 3 comments to post the next chapter. R&R!

~Miyumi

P.S. ZOLOFT IS A DRUG THAT HELPS WITH ANGER MANAGEMENT!