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Working through the piles of data filled papers, one after another, May have been spending most of her day helping her father finalize his new project. Although in the beginning, the good old professor was clinging at her side, reciting each and every word of his work basically non-stop, he is now missing, much to May' peace of mind as his voice paired together with the extensive amount of tipping she was doing almost drove the girl crazy.
"Phew… just a few more." The diligent girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, smiling ever so slightly after finishing with one stack of papers.
"Maaay!" The front door busted open, probably kicked open, as a young boy came running. "This is bad, May!" Dressed with a pair of blue pants and a white T-shirt, the distressed eight-years-old dashed inside holding his head with both hands.
"Lucas... no running inside the house." Taking her eyes apart from the computer screen, she eyed the boy who stopped right next to her, jumping up and down. "What's wrong? Did you fight with Jay again?"
At the mention of a past event of the week, a rather embarrassing one from his point of view, Lucas stopped jumped and looked to the side, pouting. "No. I'm not talking to her… She's mean." Just as he was thinking of complaining about his friend, which the other day lasted for an hour, his eyes widened and he went back to jump up and down frantically. "Never mind that, you need to help. It's professor Birch."
And just as fast as Lucas zoomed in, he quickly zoomed out running in a frenzy to the city's entrance.
"Hey Lucas, what's wrong with him?" She jumped out of her chair carelessly, jamming her arm on the last pile of data, unfortunately spreading all the sheets and blocks of paper on the floor. "Sheesh, way to give me a heart attack." The semblance of a frown threatened to appear on her features but quickly faded away as she giggled away. "Father is doing that again, huh?"
With no hurry showing, May casually kneeled down and started to pick up everything she dropped. "It's this the third time this month?" She giggled again, remembering the scene of her father running in circles from an angry/cute looking Poochyena. "Okay!" She said loudly after organizing the files again. "Time to save dad."
Running a few minutes late after Lucas, May got to the boy at the edge of Littleroot. Lucas, who was panicking all around the little town, is now staring at the road ahead. Strangely enough, he is hiding behind the light pole, only poking with his head out as he watched.
With a playful little grin on her lips, May tiptoed behind the little boy and poked him at his sides. "Boo." She said quite loudly.
"AHHH!" Lucas jumped startled, luckily enough he only tripped and fell with his butt on the ground instead of hitting his back against the poke. "May!" He threw an upset glare at her. "Why you did that for?"
"Dunno… why are you sneaking?" She leaned in closer to him, her big pretty eyes making the poor boy blush.
"There is a stranger up ahead." He pointed to the grassy road. "At least he saved the professor."
"Hm…" May drifted her gaze away from the boy and up ahead. However, little did she see, as the setting sun is doing nothing to help with the poor visibility over the shadows of the trees and tall grass.
Tapping Lucas gently on the top of his head, May decided to go ahead and take a proper look at this stranger.
"Haha, this sure brings up old memories. Always nice to feel safe again." Birch's voice echoed on the peaceful green route 101. By his tone and cheerful laugh, he doesn't sound in trouble or ambushed by a small Pokémon like May had anticipated.
"She doesn't look very threatening." A male, very familiar voice, responded to the old man. The sweet and calm tone of this voice tugged at May's chest.
Jogging at a very fast pace, May pushed the grass aside to cut a straight path to the voices. She pushed every little green thing that was on her way, almost stumbling on a sleeping Wurmple. Finally, out of the green sea of leaves, the almost fading orange sunlight shined upon her eyes, yet it could not hide the face of the man standing next to her father.
"Brendan?" She said, surprised to see him.
"Huh? Oh, hello May." He replied with a warm smile. His brows twitched a little after being called that, but Spiegel decided to play along and let them call him that.
"May, you won't believe this!" Birch raised both arms, giving a surprised glance to his daughter. "I got attacked just out of the town." The professor almost added an 'again' to that but decided it was not important. "But Brendan showed up to save the day. Heh, just like when you're a kid, huh?" He tapped the younger male on his back, showing a bright smile to him.
"Did I? Like I said before, she doesn't look very threatening." He patted the small Poochyena sitting on his arms and the canine Pokémon did a happy cry in reply. "See, she even likes you."
Birch eyed the small grey fluffy Pokémon; he scratched his cheek a bit hesitant to get closer but decided to lean in any way. To his surprise, Poochyena snugged her wet little nose on his face and started to lick his scruffy beard. "Oh, hahah look at her." Birch chuckled happily, taking her on his arms.
From behind the tree line over the route's westernmost side, thumping sounds began to echo in a strangely rhythmic way. The first to be greeted by the setting sunlight was Armaldo, with his blue chitin sparkling with a few droplets of water; from his left side came a ferocious-looking Sandslash, some of the ground hedgehog's stone spikes are tilted, almost broken by with appear to be a strong blunt impact. And from the right side the blue shelled-brute, a poised looking Absol; in contrast of the other two imposing-looking Pokémon, this one is shy and reserved, its pristine white fur tarred by a dark-colored murk staining most of the fur on its chest.
All three wild Pokémon marched forward in unison, only stopping on their tracks as they reached Speigel's side. Birch, the same man that was running away desperately from a tiny Poochyena, stepped closer to the group, his eyes sparkling with huge interest.
"What do we have here…" He eyed each individual Pokémon with equal glee.
"They're mine." The young trainer with duo-colored eyes responded. He glanced over to the tree, studying the looks they are giving him back. "I got them on the way here."
"Hum… they look quite battered and somewhat exhausted." The professor ran one of his hands on Sandlash's crooked spike, earning an agitated growl from it. "Say, Brendan, why did you walk all the way here with them like this?" Scratching his bearded chin, Birch shifted his gaze over to the young man, staring at him with inquiring eyes. "It would be best to keep them safe and resting inside a Poké-Ball during the trip."
"I…" Averting his eyes uncomfortable, Spiegel held his right arm with one hand and frowned feeling somewhat ashamed. "I don't have any with me." He responded.
"You didn't have it? What, Poké-Balls?" Birch exclaimed ever so loudly. He threw his back in surprise, startling the poor Poochyena in his hands. He saw as 'Brendan' nodded his head quietly, and smiled. "You tamed all three of them without Poké-Balls?! Well, that is quite something indeed. But let's save that chat for later, wait here and I will bring you some."
Carefully landing the tiny grey Pokémon on the ground, Birch turned on his heels and ran into Littleroot. Much to his surprise, Poochyena ran after him, but this time the good professor just chuckled instead of screaming for his life.
Without Birch and his energetic voice around, the place fell into an awkward silence. Spiegel running one hand on the back of his long hair, and May just watching him without saying a word. This lasted for more than five minutes, as she didn't know what to say and he is feeling ever the stranger under her watchful eyes. Then, from the shadow of the three Pokémon, a way to energetic Linoone jumped out, wrapping himself onto his friend's right leg.
"He-hey! Stop doing that." Spiegel cried out in distress. With his furred companion wiggling around on top of his foot, he felt his entire body dance strangely at the rhythm of the little jester in a fruitless effort to not trip and fall. Sadly for him, he not only tripped but also fell down on his face. "You're gonna pay for that!" He slowly raised his itching face out of the grass and waved one arm at the jumping Linoone, yet not a drop of ill-intent was present on his words.
"Pfft… Hahaha." May's hesitation melted away as soon as she saw her old friend entering a heated argument against a bravely cute Linoone. She laughed way harder than intended as her side began to throb slightly from the ordeal. "I wasn't aware that the mighty champion was weak against a little Pokémon."
"More like a little devil." He spat out, glaring at Linoone. "I'm almost losing count of how many times he has made me fall on my face. That was not funny the first time and it's not getting any funnier at each more."
"It looked funny to me." May said back, giving him a mischievous grin of her own.
Finding a partner in crime for his schemes, Linoone casually jumped to May landing on her open arms. The hisses he made at Spiegel made the girl laugh, even more, she finds the antics of these two, fighting like two little kids, way too funny.
'Kid…' May began to caress her newest friend brown fur, taking her eyes down to his long body. "So, I guess you came here to see Jully, right?" She asked, raising her view just a bit to see his response.
"Jully?" Spiegel tilted his head to the side, clearly lost at her words.
"Your baby sister, silly."
"A sister…" He trailed his eyes away, looking at the waving trees at the side. "I have a sister? A baby sister?" With a whip of his gaze, Spiegel locked his eyes onto hers and May for the first time noticing how different they look.
Bright blue and deep red, like two sparkling jewels, his eyes carry an overwhelming charm and beauty to them. But unless her memory betrays her, May is sure they were never like that. "Brendan… your eyes…" She pointed at the two glowing orbs on his face, mesmerized by them. The light coming from them feels so nostalgic and new at the same time like a lost flame had returned to Brendan, a blaze that May missed so much.
"HERE IT IS!" Birch announced his return with a vigorous and vivid shout, his sudden loud entrance startling her daughter out of her dream-like state. "Took me some time to find them, but I guess it is worth the wait, huh?"
The older man pushed his hands forward, presenting a wooden platter with eight Poké-Balls on top of it. Each Ball is different, with different patterns and colors.
"These are a few projects of mine." Birch said proudly. "I did a few adjustments to them, nothing too big." He nodded with his head, signaling for Brendan to go forward and pick one. "Choose the ones you like more."
As per the professor instructions, Spiegel walked forward and scanned the platter. Each Poké-Ball looked so appealing to him that he could only rover one hand over them, fingers trembling with excitement.
"I like the red one more." May said on the back.
Her words made him spare her a short glance, then his eyes traveled to the bright red Poké-Ball that has two yellow lightning on its sides. "This one?" He pointed to the ball, making May nod and smile. "Okay, then. The red one is the first."
Taking the chosen prize in his hands, the duo-colored eyed youth walked over to Sandslash and bopped her softly on the head. In a ray of light, the ground hedgehog disappeared inside the ball, which twitched a few times but quickly settled down.
Turning back to Birch, his eyes instantly landed on a cyan Poké-Ball. Just looking at it made a no brainer to choose the owner of this one. Once again, he picked the Poké-Ball up and bopped it on Armaldo's head, the big armored bug going inside without any protest.
The third Poké-Ball of his choice is a simple yet beautiful looking ball. Completely white like snow, with one strip of purple going vertically from the center. Differently, from the other two, this time he waved with his hand, calling Absol closer. With no complaints again, he tapped the white feline on the head with the snowy ball.
"What about this little guy here?" May called out, raising up Linoone in her arms.
The brown energetic jester jolted up and jumped on the ground. He turned to hiss at May and then dashed out to the large trees.
"Hey, where are you going?" She called out, desperate for letting him flee.
"Don't worry about him. I never expected him to want to be inside of one anyway." Spiegel watched as his strong-minded friend dashed out to the distance.
"Are you sure?" May asked, still feeling sorry for her blunder.
"Yeah… He will show up again if he wants to." Despite the conviction in his words, he still felt a tug in his chest. Even with all the crazy stunts, the little furball likes to pull off, still saddens him a bit seeing his courageous companion go away.
"A shame about that Linoone, he looked like the funny sort." Birch walked next to Spiegel, still holding the platter on hands. "Anyway, let me take care of your friends here while you visit the town, okay?"
"Ah… okay." He carefully rested the three balls back on the wooden surface, a bit unsure if he should part away from them yet decided to oblige to the professor's request.
"Don't worry Brendan, I will treat them properly." Birch said and then laughed with his energetic way. "I will take them to your old house when I'm done." Giving the youngster a reassuring smile, Birch marched onwards the little town, humming happily as he walked.
"Professor." Spiegel called him.
"Yeah?" And Birch turned around with his signature carefree smile on his lips.
"Thank you."
"Oh, it's my pleasure kiddo." Barking a warm and loud laugh, Birch disappeared onto the town probably going directly to his lab.
A nine-year-old little girl was skipping happily in her little play on the garden behind her house. Until her eyes landed on the most curious of scenes, a scene of her stupid friend kissing the light pole with his forehead, doing the most horrible of jobs in staying hidden.
Dusting away the dirt from her red striped dress, she casually walked to where the little boy was doing his non-sense.
"What are you doing, you dork?" The young girl said folding her arms together.
Lucas jumped startled, again, but instead of saying something like he did to May, he only gave a side glance to the girl and returned his attention to the road out of town.
Jay felt a vein pop on her forehead, nothing gridded more on her gears than being ignored even more by her youngster friend. "Still not talking?" She asked in a deadly tone, again no response coming from the boy. "You leave me no choice then." To Lucas uttermost surprise and complete disgust, Jay leaned in closer on him and kissed him on the cheek.
"EEEWWW!" The boy threw himself on the grassy ground, rubbing his cheek in despair. "Why did you do that for?! So annoying." He growled out angrily, pointing one finger at the brown-haired girl.
"That was your punishment for ignoring me." She replied with a pout, obviously irritated from his ridiculous reaction to a simple kiss. "Then, what are you doing being all fishy and sneaky like that?"
"Shhh…" He held a finger on his lips and pointed to the road. "There's a stranger talking with May… And I don't like the look of him."
"A stranger? You aren't making stupid things up again, are you?" She eyed him with a lot of suspicions since his last 'exaggeration' earned both of them a lot of trouble with their respective parents.
"No, I'm not!" Lucas growled in frustration but blushed after remembering that they were in bad terms and why there were in bad terms with one another. "Ahem, he came in with a lot of strange Pokémon behind him… So suspicious..."
"That really sounds suspicious… but I can't see anything over there." She clenched her eyes trying to see behind the tall grass, no luck with that. "How good are your eyes to see anything past that green wall?"
"Aaah! Here they com-" Lucas jumped from his spot, in his hurry to run away he ended up bashing his face against Jay's, both kids falling on top of each other.
"Lucas, what are you up to now?" May's voice startled the little duo.
"No-nothing! We were just…" Getting himself from the ground, Lucas eyed the tall man standing next to May and his words died out. In an instant reaction, he grabbed Jay's arm and hid behind her.
"Get off me, you scared cat." The girl tried to wiggle the boy out of her, but he barely moved an inch from the sport.
"Ohh look at you two. I'm glad you made peace."
"I shouldn't! This little imp is the reason my mom took my game away." Jay growled softly, frowning just a bit. Her eyes too landed on the tall man, but differently, from Lucas, the stranger's face only made the girl put a finger on her chin and ponder. "Hey… Aren't you Brendan? The trainer from Littleroot that became Champion?" she asked.
"Erh… Yeah. That would be me." He responded with a small smile, not totally okay to claim the title as his now, but still unable to deny it.
"Huh, that's neat." She shrugged off, leaving May and Spiegel open-mouthed with her reaction. "Can you wait here for a moment?" The girl didn't wait to receive a response, instead, she walked away, dragging Lucan with her, to a small building at the southern part of Littleroot.
"Oh no…" May instantly knew what the girl was up to. She grabbed onto Spiegel's shirt and began to pull him with her. "Brendan, we need to hide right now."
"What, wait, why?" He eyed her with a raised brow. "What about the little girl?"
"We have no time… That place is-"
From the same little building where Jay and Lucas had entered, a stampede of six people came out, running and screaming to all sides. "WHERE IS HE?" All of them shouted at the same time.
"It's your fan…club." May said deflated, it is too late to hide.
"My what?" He tried to voice his confusion, but…
"BRENDAN!" A teenaged girl, the mirror image of Jay but older, yelled her heart out.
"IT'S HIM, THE CHAMPION IS HERE!" An older man, with his hair going gray shouting as if he was in the spring of his youth.
The frenzied members of the Fanclub, Champion of Littleroot, circled around their idol, each member squealing and screaming like crazy. Some of the female members even reaching in to pinch his butt, something that deeply startled the poor guy.
"Guys, please… Just stop pushing." May cried out in frustration, as she began to be pushed further and further away from Spiegel by the little whirlpool made of fans.
"May, you're just trying to steal Brendan all to yourself." One girl complained.
"We're his fans too, you know?" A young male trainer added in. This one is wearing a black T-shirt with a Sceptile's face stamped on it.
With her temper getting worse at each push and exalted scream, May began to push them back, slowly but surely making her way next to the big star himself. "Tch. I'm not a fan! I am his friend."
"So what? I want to be his friend too." All six of them yelled at the same time.
"STOP!" May shouted louder than the entire group together, her voice coming out so agitated that all of them fell into silence. "You really need to stop this madness right now."
"But May, Brendan is here." A girl pointed her finger to the quiet-looking Spiegel, the whole commotion making him more than uncomfortable.
"Yeah, I can see that. But he is not going anywhere for now." After taking a long breath to calm her pulsing nerves, May continued. "Look, he is here to see his family and you should respect that… Or should I call Norman?"
Gasps echoed all around, the six stared at each other, all bearing a terrified expression on their faces.
"We…" Jay's older sister walked forward and grabbed one of his hands. "Brendan, please just come to talk with us later, okay?" She gave him a warm smile with pleading eyes, seeing that May had begun to frown again the girl released the grip on his hands and ran back to the fan club building.
One after another, each member stopped by to shake their idol's hand and retreated to their hideout, some jumping onto the window from the inside to keep looking at their hero.
"Sheesh… Sometimes they can be so troublesome, but they are a good bunch." May said sheepishly.
"I never expected a Fan club… At least not one for me."
"Why not? You are a hero for most people here in Littleroot. Someone from our little old town has become such a big deal to the world. We are all proud, me too." With a quick wink, she turned around and grabbed his hand again. "Let's go see Jully."
As her fingers began to intertwine with his, Spiegel pulled his hand away. May glanced back at him, burning red with embarrassment and feeling stupid for acting so close to him. "I don't think this is a good idea…" He said, taking a step back.
May noticed the uncomfortable look on his face, the way he was looking to his old house and cringing away. "Why not?" She approached him again, now taking both of his hands on hers.
With a violent yank of his arms, Spiegel pulled away. He lowered his head, staring at the ground beneath his feet. "This is not my place… I don't belong here."
"Why not?" The same question floated in the air again, but now carried by a different voice, a masculine one. "If someone belongs in here, that person is you. Brendan." From the shadowy corner of Brendan's old home, Wally came forward giving the man a stern look.
"Wally…"
"Hey there… friend."
Whistling winds soared under the starry sky, the trees' branches waving up and down at the soothing breeze, a picture-perfect representation of serene peace. Littleroot always seemed quieter than any other city of Hoenn, at least for anyone seeing it from afar, in truth most of the citizens enjoys their evening outdoor with the soft green leaves whooshing over them.
Today out of any other day, a new group is taking their time to enjoy themselves under the moonlight of Littleroot. A new group in name only, that is because of how long it has been since they have been like this, together… and happy.
"I clearly remember you crying for falling inside that hole." Displaying a playful smirk, the red-blue eyed youth eyed his green-haired friend.
Wally looked away in a hurry, the pale skin of his face turning redder by the moment. "I did no such thing. You're clearly remembering things wrong." He pouted, resting his chin over his arms, folded on top of his knees.
"Look at him, he is embarrassed." May jumped in at the fun, her large grin making the poor boy go even redder. As she began to laugh in an outgoing way, both Spiegel and Wally laughed as well.
For the past half-hour, the trio has been talking, laughing and making fun of each other. As if they had returned in time to six years ago, they are casually sitting on a small circle by the southernmost edge of Littleroot, reliving old stories about their past. Any animosity between the friends now all gone.
"I missed this, you know?" Wally said, smiling like a happy fool. "The three of us just talking, nothing too important… No obligations."
"No fights…" May said after.
"No problems in the world." Spiegel added his own bit.
"Brendan…" The tea-green haired man glanced to his oldest friend, his eyes glittering under the star's light. "The stuff… I said the other day. I'm sorry."
Smiling sadly for having no recollection of any close exchange on the past years with Wally, Spiegel sighed. "I am sure that anything you said to me… I deserved it." He pushed himself out of the ground and slowly wiped the dust away from his pants. "Recently… I learned how much I love my life." A single tear fell from the side of his blue eye. "You never know how much people mean to you until you lose them." He looked down to May and Wally, new tears popping up, now on both eyes. "I don't want to lose you guys…. I love you both so much."
"Brendan…" Wally felt his mouth drop. Never in a thousand years had he imagined his friend would make a confession like this. Damn it is hard to not break down in tears after that.
May could not be as strong as Wally. Taking a direct hit from those words, her cheeks are already moist with the droplets sliding down from her eyes. "You…" She said with her lips quivering. "You will never lose us, Brendan. No matter what happens, we will be there for you. Right, Wally?"
"Of course. Friends until the end, no matter what." Showing a bright smile on his lips, the young Gym leader bumped his fist in the air.
"Thank you… you don't know how much this means to me." Spiegel smiled softly, wiping the tears away from his eyes. "I think, I should go and meet my sister."
"Hold right there." Wally jumped on his feet. With the friendly wink of his left eye, he wrapped one arm around his friend's neck and tugged him down. "I will go with you; I wouldn't miss aunt's face for the life of me." He glanced back to the girl still sitting on the grass. "May, are you coming?"
"Yep." She smiled in response, the beauty of her gesture making Wally's cheek blush with a tint of red. With a grin of mischief crawling its way to her features, May bumped both boys to the ground and ran to Brendan's old house, giggling away happily. She knocked on the door and glanced back to those two. "Aunty, you won't guess who is here."
"Aahhh! You stop that, I want to see her surprised face too." Wally cried out desperately. In a herculean effort to make there in time, he dragged his friend by the arm, mostly sliding him across the grassy ground of Littleroot. Despite feeling half of his body itching from the unexpected grind against the grass, the duo-colored young man just smiled, letting his friend carry him away.
Bursting out with voices and energy, the little two-floor house never felt so alive. Being overly pampered by his 'mother' from the moment he walked inside the living room, Spiegel only had time to breathe alone after Birch showed up to bring the Poké-Balls and in a total coincidence brought over his wife and a duo of two curious young children.
Even with the abnormal number of people showing up without notice, the hosts felt nothing but happiness for having a little celebration instead of a normal dinner. After they all enjoyed the most delicious meal in the company of friends, the group split into various groups of conversation.
Birch ended up dragging his old friend to the armchairs next to the big TV, their spouses are sitting down next to the small table in the dining room enjoying a warm green tea. Lucas and Jay zoomed out of the house as soon as they finished eating, the boy ranting about finding the super-star he saw the other night and the girl telling how much of a liar he is.
May and Wally are chatting together on the couch, her making fun of how startled Wally looked when she got the lead on them and Wally occasionally blushing over the smiles she gives him. However, a 'Brendan', or his mirrored self, is nowhere to be seen, a fact that everyone else just is just forgetting about.
Outside the house, right under Jully's bedroom window, a lone man is gazing upon the stars. He is holding a small tight wrapping of pink and white blankets. From within the sea of warmth and comfort, a little hand reached out to him coming together with a few low giggles.
Extending his finger to the delicate hand, Spiegel let the baby girl hold on with her little hand, to his surprise a very firm grasp. "You think they are pretty too?" He looked to the girl and pointed to the sky. "It seems I came from there… I swan between the stars, pretty cool, huh?"
Jully laughed happily, reaching out with her other tiny hand and pointed to the bright colored eyes of her 'brother'.
"But I am your brother now. That is all that matters to me." He sighed, remembering the enjoyable evening he had with everyone. "You know… I'm scared of the idea of me seeing him. What will I do? What will he do when he sees me? Maybe we could be friends?" He mused the idea for a moment, a saddened frown following right after. "No… I don't think so, yeah? We will try to kill each other as we did before."
As if she completely understood the weight of his words, Jully's happy looking expression changed into a sad pout. The girl held even tighter to his hand and began to cry as loud as her little lungs would let her.
"Sshh… You don't have to cry. I will take care of you… of everyone." He ran one finger on her warm cheeks, smiling comfortably to the crying baby. "And if I'm… gone. He will take care of you, I am sure he will." As if his words were a magic charm, Jully stopped crying and just closed her eyes, nodding off under his gentle touch.
Jumping back in the room from the same window he jumped out, Spiegel laid his baby sister on her beautiful white crib and kissed her softly on the forehead. "See you later, baby sister."
With his visit perfectly complete, the odd-colored trainer traveled with his gaze to the open window. This is not his place, not yet. In addition, something far more urgent is calling for is attention, something angry and impatient… With another nimble jump to get out of the house, he was gone.
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Mr MogiGaming chapter 20 . Jul 15 – Haha, I'm glad you liked that battle with Lugia. I was not really sure about that one since I was short on time and had to rush a few things out. Anyway, I can only say that many more fights that are exciting are coming on the story and THE battle of Groudon Vs Kyogre will be massive, way bigger than the one with Lugia and with a special twist to the whole plot.
DOOT76 chapter 20 . Jul 16 – You cracked me up with the Spaghetti one, lol. The only thing coming to my mind was the video of the "Super Mario in Real Life" one, always makes me laugh.
His name (Spiegel) may sound random, but it really is not. If you toss his name up on google translate and let it browser for the language you will know what his name really means. Or maybe you already knows and just wanted to make me laugh with the joke.
Oh… and Linoone ran away :(