Amphitheater

Cute. Very cute.

I’m laughing out loud here, kid.

I don’t know anything about other links… But I do know about the hero of time! Everyone on the island knows about him! Why do you think I’m wearing this weird outfit…

Women!? W-Why would I know anything about that… Im way too young to think about that kinda stuff…

Well I dont know… maybe i could never think of the right thing to say…

I love ice cream! Me and Aryll used to get some all the time! my favorite is bubble gum… Aryll’s is chocolate.

Yes, there was a trophy. I used to be very excited about it.

Me and my friend Pit. You know, from those pair of Kid Icarus games that never got a proper sequel… back then. We had a lot in common back in those days. Both of us floundering in obscurity. Both of us just waiting for our big chance to come rushing back into the spotlight.

I remember the night that we found out we had trophies in Melee. Man, was that ever a party! We drank until I could hardly think straight! Pit kept trying to reassure me that he was of legal age. Something about angels being practically immortal. I don’t really remember. Or much of anything of that night for that matter. I just remember that in the morning I had a terrible hangover and…

Actually, on second thought I’m not going to answer this question. Sorry.

Ahem.

You see, the political climate of the Custard Kingdom is a complex issue, and can’t be easily explained—

Allow me to assist, sir. Prince Richard’s approval rating has plummeted since his transformation, and the recent war against Delarin has steeply declined in popularity. What’s more, polls show that the people of Custard would rather have Prince Sable as their ruler, who is a prince from a nearby kingdom.

…Thank you.

So that’s what all that ruckus was before sundown. At first I thought it was the nocturnal predators awakening, but things seemed a little too ravenous for such. Luckily, I managed to recall all of my Pikmin into their onions for the day. Although I did see a good number missing before I made a beeline for my ship, until lifting off, I didn’t see them under your enormous but gentle care, so I thank you greatly for your charity, even though at first I was a little worried. The rest of us safely hung high in the atmosphere for the night. Looking back on it now reminds me of how many parts of I still need to acquire before my final lift off…

Peculiar creatures: the Pikmin, aren’t they? I’m surprised you haven’t already taken the time to extensively study them since they are native to your planet. You don’t need my permission to research them; if there’s anyone to claim ownership over them it’d be your people over mine. But regardless, nobody really owns the Pikmin. As more advanced species, it is our duty to ensure the survivability of these remarkable critters, and to teach them methods that increase those chances. At least, that’s my mission for the Pikmin. I hope there aren’t some individuals considering monetizing and abusing their existence.