but i'm getting better at fighting the future'someday you'll be fine' yes i'll be just fine
'Did you know that dolphins sleep with one eye open?'
'Did you know that honeybees have hairs on their eyes?'
'Did you know that a hedgehog's heart beats 300 times a minute?'
Brady has a penchant for studying useless but interesting facts, suffers from a mild case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and is very, very, very superstitious. While these traits would seem to define a very awkward, odd young boy, perhaps, or maybe even a senile old man, Brady happens to be an Angelic Popoko just suffering from very human concerns.
Brady is small for a Popoko; other Popoko are, on average, about a head taller than he is. He'll often hover in mid-air just to see eye-to-eye with a fellow peer, though this rarely happens as Brady hardly ventures out from the knot-hole in an oak tree where he makes his home. The most anyone ever really sees of Brady are two brilliant blue eyes shining out from the black depths of a knot-hole, tiny paws clutching a Foof like a security blanket.
Brady's mild case of OCD is linked to his obsession with superstitions. Other Popoko laugh at him because he insists that all the little superstitions and old wives' tales that humans talk about actually happen to him. Like that awful Friday the 13th when he crossed a black cat ... what an awful day that was! Brady takes especial care to knock on wood (it's rare for a Popoko to claim an entire tree for themselves but Brady's insistent tapping at all hours drove the other Popoko near insane), horseshoes are hung upside down inside of his little home, and he sleeps on a nest of four-leaf clovers. On the characteristic collar that almost all Popoko wear, his charm is, of course, a four-leaf clover taken from his bed.
Brady's real passion lies in his enormous talent for memorising the most useless things. His little home is also crammed with all kinds of books; fact books, biographies, novels, and all those really boring books that no one ever wants to read, titled things like "An Analytic Overview of The Human Perceptual System". Absolutely riveting, a wild adventure of imagination. Brady spends hours poring over these books, absorbing the knowledge, then getting rather over-excited at finding something he doesn't know and scaring the pants off passer-bys when he excitedly shouts, 'Yes! How amazing! I had no idea just no idea at all ...'
The only Popoko Brady can really call a friend is Elouisa, a rather kind-hearted Popoko who, like Brady, is just a little ... well ... strange. Elouisa owns a butterfly house, which she is dearly passionate about. Brady enjoys regaling Elouisa with the odd facts he has learned, and in turn Elouisa enjoys telling Brady all about her butterflies. The two of them often spend hours together in Elouisa's butterfly house, the two of them keeping each other in good company!