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Harvard hummed and rubbed his chin. Nebula with pompons? Was that some kind of alien critter, too? “Huh… Nay, dat ain’t ringin’ any bells. But if dat’s our ticket home an’ it’s ‘round here,” he beamed a confident smirk, “then imma help ye find it! I bet in two we’d have a better chance to...

“Two words: inter-dimensional travelers. They could be in any dimension at any time, an’ let’s just say dat some fellas dun like when someone’s snoopin’ ‘round their affairs,” explained Harvard. “At least, dat’s da main reason. Dunno if they’re da reason I’m here, but I could see ‘em sendin’...

The entire cafeteria seemed to have become silent all of a sudden as soon as those words reached Harvard’s ears… Harvard clutched his mug with such strength that he could have easily cracked it. A brother named Gladion… and a girl named Lillie… No, there was no way that was a coincidence...

“Mohn?” Harvard scratched the back of his head. “Heh, dunno much ‘bout da fella. Only details I know’re from Pa an’ Blondie. Pa’s studyin’ Gaia an’ its potential as an energy source an’ has contacted a Prof Mohn to discuss if there was some connection between Gaia an’ cosmic auras. Dunno ‘bout...

Harvard shot an awkward stare at Lillie — he had definitely struck some kind of chord and she was stammering something. Ah, well, it was a matter of time until he got under someone’s skin. “Huh, well, ‘xcuse me if I dun’ve a good opinion o’ space an’ stuff after — oh, I dunno? After an entire...

Harvard eyed Lillie very carefully. ‘When it happened’… Not exactly substantial evidence, but it seemed that she was talking about a natural rainbow, not the other rainbow. Unless she was playing ignorance, of course. However, her voice sounded sincere, and she seemed pretty nervous as is...

“Hm?” Harvard cocked an eyebrow and lowered his mug. “Whatcha mean by dat? Ye havin’ somethin’ to do with ‘it’… What’s dis ‘it’ ye’re talkin’ ‘bout?” The Chimchar narrowed his eyes. “Ye’re referrin’ to da various fellas who fell into dis world thru holes an’ whatevs, or ye fear to be...

“If by aliens ye mean freaky creatures dat burst out o’ black holes, then aye. Been dealin’ with ‘em ‘longside a few fellas.” Harvard leaned forward and grabbed his mug of root beer, making the liquid sway back and forth. “Those aliens came from another universe or some kinda ‘space’ to infest...

‘Mother’? The Lillie he knew didn’t mention anything about a mother. She was involved in something about a missing father. Oh. That changed things. Not that he expected nor wished for Lass to be around that world — he could imagine well how heartbreaking it would have been for her to be...

A jolt seemed to course through Harvard’s body as soon as he registered a crucial detail about what that Mimikyu just said, and his eyes widened. “Ultra Wormhole…?” Then, he remembered clearly some info that Blondie and Lass had revealed about themselves: they were travelers, who arrived from...

Oh, Lillie? What an amusing coincidence, to meet someone with the same name as Lass. It might have been a minor thing, but he was already starting to feel more at ease. “Me name’s Harvard, Miss,” replied the Chimchar, before making his pistol gesture with his hand and holding it by the side of...

Well, as Harvard found out from a few sources, Chimchar were omnivores with preferences toward vegetables, so that meant he could get bacon, beef jerky and eggs! …With moderation, of course. “Welp! At least there’s a positive news in all o’ dis mess,” mused Harvard, before taking a sip of his...