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"Charlie! Charlie! Wake up!" Charlie heard Brittany's voice scream. He stumbled to his feet and his memories instantly flooded back to him. Him, Brittany and Alph are fighting the Quaggled Mireclops in the Garden of Hope. The Mireclops' giant hoof begins descending above Charlie. He dodge rolls out of the way just in time. The hoof slams down in the mud and shook the ground, he made it just in time! He gathers up a good amount of Pikmin and rushes towards the head of the Mireclops. He charges his Pikmin onto the giant fruit of the beast and starts demolishing it. The Mireclops begins to eject its monstrous tongue. "Cripes! This is bad!" Charlie exclaims. He and the Pikmin get thrown off, hitting the mud with a loud squelch. "I've got your back, Charlie!" Alph yells. Alph sprays Ultra-Spicy Spray on his Pikmin and launches them onto the Mireclops. They swiftly destroy the head and bring down the Quaggled Mireclops.
"Wahoo!" Brittany yells. The Mireclops spits out the Hocotatian as well as a giant green fruit. "It's Olimar!" says Alph. "Take him back to the ship!" Charlie commands. They carry the Hocotatian and fruit back to the base, and tie up the Hocotatian so he doesn't escape again. They are now done for today, so they command the Pikmin back into the onion and take off.
The next day, they return to the Twilight River to collect fruits they may have missed in previous days. Charlie starts off the day by bringing a grey pellet back to the onion, and it shoots out an extraordinarily perfect Rock Pikmin sprout. Charlie plucks the sprout and is immediately awestruck. It may sound strange, but this was the most perfect, beautiful, immaculate Pikmin he had ever seen. "Wow..." Charlie mutters. the Pikmin stares at him, clueless to its astounding beauty.
He calls the Pikmin into his squad, and continues the rest of the day, blushing the whole time and nervous to talk. All of a sudden, he sees a green flash in the corner of his eye...