SIDE STORY 1: MIDDLE NAMES
"Hey, Madeline, do you have a middle name?" The boy asked curiously. He looked up at Madeline, who looked down at him and brushed away her bangs. She nodded and sat down on the bed, right next to where Nothnagel lay down. He opened an eye and raised his eyebrow. "Maddie here would have a middle name. I do too. Kuva, do you have one?" The boy shook his head.
"What's your middle name?" The boy asked Madeline. She raised her head upwards before lowering it and saying, "Crystalline. My name is Madeline Crystalline Bessoney." He looked in amazement at her.
"I wish I had a middle name. I only have one name, a patrom... patronymic name, and my last name." He said in response. Nothnagel had closed his eyes, but raised an eyebrow and smirked, "So, what's your patronymic?"
"Makarovich. My dad's name was probably related to Makar." He responded. Then looked towards Nothnagel. "What's your middle name, Jakob?" Nothnagel lowered his eyebrow and lay in silence for a bit.
"Kunz. I don't know why, but it's Kunz. Sounds weird, eh?" He said, the tip of the sides of his mouth twisted into a grin. The boy slid off of the bed. "I'm going to ask the others about their middle names." He started to hop off. Madeline only smiled while Nothnagel still lay on the bed with his eyes closed. "Do you think he's going to get far with middle names? Probably gonna make one for himself, don't ya think?"
Madeline nodded.
The boy skipped into the kitchen where the doctor was cooking. He wandered over and pulled at the doctor's shirt to get his attention. The doctor looked down at him and put down the pan he was holding onto the stove, and crouched down. "What's wrong, Kuva?"
"Do you have a middle name?" He asked the doctor. The doctor only smiled and giggled, getting up from his position. "Well, what a funny question, but yes I do. It's Hubrecht." The boy nodded.
"Why did you want to know?" The doctor asked Kuva. The boy shrugged. "Curiosity. I know it killed the cat, but I'm not a cat so."
The doctor shook his head as the boy moved on to the next person.
The boy walked briskly over to the TV, which both Matthiassen and Tobias were talking and discussing about each other's past countries they've lived in. Matthiassen noticed the boy and asked, "Hey, what's wrong Kuva?"
Tobias turned around to see the boy and smiled. The boy sat down on the floor in front of the TV, facing the two males. "Do you two have a middle name?"
They both nodded in confusion. Tobias spoke out first, "That's... an odd question to ask. Not to be impolite, but why must you ask?"
The boy shrugged his shoulders, "Curiosity, I guess-"
"And you know what that killed, am I right?" Matthiassen interrupted the boy. However, he still sat on the floor and asked, "What are your middle names?"
Matthiassen sighed, "Mine is Erland." The two then looked at Tobias, and he looked back in surprise. "Uh-Uhh... mine is Carl."
Matthiassen and the boy laughed, as the boy got up and walked over to the next room where Gvasalia and Kimi were supposed to be.
Kimi lay on his bed and Gvasalia sat beside him, reading one of his old Russian books. "I can't believe I still had this book after ten years. It's old though, and I can read Russian as well as from years ago." Kimi smirked at the teenager's remarks.
"I wish I could read Russian. Would make life easier, since like everyone is Russian. Or maybe one of the Asian languages. Finnish doesn't do as good as you'd think." He said, looking at the ceiling and starting to space off about his life. Until the door was violently opened by Kuva. Kimi looked at it, breaking his chain of thought, and Gvasalia looked up from his book, placing a hand to his chest in relief.
"Please, Kuva, don't burst in here like you're S.H.I.E.L.D. You scared the life out of us." Gvasalia said, who shook his head alongside Kimi. The boy looked at the two and smiled, "What's your middle names?"
Kimi shrugged his shoulders and lay back down on the bed, while Gvasalia put his book down beside Kimi's body. "Well, I don't think Kimi has one but mine is Vasil." The boy nodded.
"What about you?" Kimi asked, sitting up in the bed. The boy shook his head quickly, and frowned. Gvasalia went over to him and put an arm around his shoulder. "Don't have one? Well, that's okay. I don't see the point of having one anyways. It's just a random name, really!"
The boy shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the teenager. "Well, I think it's cool. Having a patronymic name isn't as fun."
Gvasalia shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you can't change your name until you're about eighteen. Guess your gonna have to live with it."
The boy nodded and walked off.