“Hm?” A human boy who appeared about 5 years old looked at you from where he was sitting by a lake and fishing. “My name? Oh, it’s… Gooey? I think?” He seemed a bit absent-minded and rather oblivious, but it was clear he was kind like his dear friend Kirby. “I’m one of Kirby’s best friends. We’ve known each other for a long time.” Kirby smiled sweetly as he stuck his tongue out a bit. He then reeled a fish in with his fishing rod, and put it in his bucket of fish.