Doof: What is with the sudden change in the way we talk?
Lichylichy: It's easier for me this way.
Doof: Why'd you have everyone in tuxedos last chapter?
Lichylichy: ...Because it reminded me of a really fun scene in a pikmin book I read a few days ago.
Ferb: Why was I holding a gun to Doof's head?
Lichylichy: Cause Peter would've pulled the trigger.
Peter: *squeals indignantly*
Lichylichy: Also, I based off this horrid boss in this level off of sarsars' eight-headed snagret. This is NOT the same thing. MINE is five times worse! Muwahahahahaha!
(Smiles POV)
I dug into the Space Noodles. It was amazing really. Though the ship had been filled with now-poisonous oxygen, we could eat through the helmets without letting the oxygen in. Quite amazing. However, what I had found more amazing was the impossible task of teaching Bulbert table manners. He actually could pick up chop sticks and wipe his face and everything. Olimar taught Cli-Cli the same thing, using its front legs. I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry. I appear to be missing the punch line." Olimar said dryly.
"Look at us." He glances around.
"What?"
"We are quite the odd group. A large legged-slug, an equally-sized four-legged spider, an ex-con, and a stranded interstellar delivery man, all sitting at a table, eating space-noodles in low orbit." His eyebrow raises.
"Ex-con?" I freeze, replaying the conversation in my head. I sigh.
"Well, the cat's outta the bag. Yeah, I used to be a criminal. I turned over a new leaf 'cause of a kind bunch of kids. I happened to kidnap a few of them. And, to my surprise, the first one I kidnapped, her mom... she adopted me." I smiled genuinely. "Then there's Adyson."
"Adyson?"
"Love interest."
"At your age?"
"Remember that girl I said I kidnapped first. Her name was Isabella. She was in love with this boy Phineas since kindergarten." Olimar chokes on his noodles.
"Kindergarten?"
"Yup. And now, after six long years of practically telling him how she felt, it took her being kidnapped by a homicidal maniac and his compatriots before he could realize it."
"Your a homicidal maniac?"
"You know it." There was a short silence between the two of us, only interrupted by my pencil going across the paper. "Here." He takes the pad from me, looking over the faces.
"Wow. Is this Adyson?" He asked, pointing to her picture.
"Yup." He looks at it again.
"You dating an older woman?" We both laugh.
"I guess you could say that." I chuckle. We both continue to laugh. "Yeah. I really regret what I've done though. I have tried to figure out why I did it. Truth is, I never did. Just a petty grudge." I sigh, before writing names under faces and explaining their relationships to each other.
(Ruby's POV)
I woke up early. There was plenty of reasons. More pikmin. I might even be able to get some more ship parts today. The sooner we're off this planet, the better. The sun hasn't rose, and there were still great black bulborbs walking around. In fact, there was one walking right under the tree. I take a blue flower and drop it. The pikmin fell. It's flower actually started spinning, slowing it down slightly. The bulbear never saw it coming. The blue pikmin, with still plenty of speed, cracked its back, causing the creature to die the same way that its children would. Bludge picked me up by one hand and I grabbed Woggen's bowl with the other. We all floated down to earth where the single blue was trying his best to lift it. Giggling slightly, I retreived all of the blue pikmin. Today was going to be a long, but productive day.
(Olimar POV)
"Alright. There is one last thing I don't understand." I tell him.
"Shoot."
"Wouldn't it make him less evil if he could never lie?"
"No, he can't lie well." He elaborated.
"Ahhh." I finally got it. I look out the window. "Well, it looks like it's time to land." I walk out of the room, heading to the pilot station, where my Pilot Seat was usually. I push the button that pulls the ship off of stall, and directed down to the Distant Planet.
(Ruby's POV)
I pull Bludge down behind the rock, telling him to be quiet. All of us peer over the corner, seventy or so blue pikmin, Woggen (Who had just moments before hopped out of his bowl on his small hind legs), Bludge, and myself. There was that kid from last night. He was carrying an odd looking sword, with what appeared to be pure light coming out of the hilt. He observed the eggs those rock monsters layed, before slashing it to bits, a pink ghost floating up, and whatever inside was poured out in the form of green liquid. The only thing that was left behind was a golden orb. The boy smirked in satisfaction, before turning to the next egg. He raised his sword at it and paused.
"It's okay to come out. I won't bite." He promised. I slowly walked out from behind my hiding place. The boy turns to me. "My name's Akuma. What's yours?"
"Akuma?" Where have I heard that name before?
"Your name is Akuma too? Small world." Akuma cackled loudly, before returning to hacking at the egg in front of him.
"Why are you doing that?" I ask, curious.
"Ahhh. Inside this egg is a horrendous beast known as a Smokey Progg. I know that I shouldn't but I'm doing it anyway."
"Why?"
"Why? This is the bad guys' surefire way to victory."
"But aren't you a bad guy too?"
"It's just that time of the month." He replied simply. He smirked as a third egg was broken.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Ahahahaha. I mean just what I said." He put simply.
"But..." She is stopped when the sword glares angrily, and then started turning black around the edges.
"Awww..." He said, sheathing the weapon. "Well, looks like I'm done. You can have those. They're 100 pikmin each." I let several of my pikmin carry it, never taking my eyes off of Akuma. Just what was he up to?
(Smiles POV)
The way was thankfully clear as our group of 30 purples, 40 reds, and 30 yellows walked along the road by the wogpole pond. They all stared as we passed. Thankfully now aided by yellow pikmin, we were able to break past the no longer invincible rock wall that blocked the entrance to the snagret area. There were the usual bulborbs, and there didn't appear to be anything that could stop us, so we took them out really fast like. We then turned to the box and sent ten yellow pikmin to the other side. They began to slowly push the box back towards us. The pikmin danced when they reached our side once more. After throwing the pikmin to the other side, which took about a minute, we walked into the arena. I checked the Whimsical Radar, and paled. Not one, not two. Three. All of the ship parts were in this arena. Hopefully this wouldn't be anything too hard. I pale at the thought of a three-headed snagret. A/N: Sarsars character had to fight an eight-headed snagret with Olimar, all the while with a horrid throwing hand. Smiles has a better chance.
"Well... where is this boss you spoke of?" Olimar asked.
"Well, there is supposed to be three creatures called burrowing snagrets all around here. One of them has the Geiger Counter. However, judging by these reading, all of the ship parts in this area has been relocated to here. I wonder w-" I'm interrupted by a shimmering of space time. Dimentio was back in a flurry.
"Well well well. So nice to see you again." Dimentio cackled, snapping his fingers. A great bolt of red lightning struck the ground, causing it to shake violently. "Well, I'll let you and this beast that I have been working on for quite a while have some quality time." I raise an eyebrow. "Quality snack time. For you are the snacks. Ciao!" The ground erupted, and tears of fear come to my eyes at the evil looking creature that towered above us. And to make it worse, it was still climbing.
Well, that is this chapter. It's a little short, but who cares! I updated. Anyway, as Dimentio would say, Ciao!
