Chapter 127: CXXVII. Magnetic Hails.

"Now take care and don't separate from me," The Mediterranean man said and gripped strongly Cookie's left hand. "Uranus can get quite messy at its surface."

"I don't remember having diarrhea or eating Mexican food recently," Cookie responded, blushing and raising one eyebrow. "Wait. You mean the planet, right? Sigh, I should really stop thinking about such embarrassing things when you mention the name of this planet. Tell me one thing, who in the heck had the idea of naming it like that? And why?" 

"It's quite a long story," He responded. "It was originally going to be named after King George III from England."

"Ah, yes," Cookie said with deprecation. "England. I've got very mixed feelings about that country. It would have not sounded as silly to have named it like that after him instead of giving it its current name."