Nosedive awoke and after breakfast and a constant silent watch of every team member, WildWing decided it was time to get the answers they all so desperately needed.

"So Wing", said Nosedive after he finished his meal, "Now what?"

WildWing sat down next to his brother, as the others did the same, and pointed to his brother's eyes and then over to his ear. Nosedive made a face; he knew exactly what his brother wanted.

"Um I don't understand", said Nosedive sheepishly.

WildWing did nothing for a response.

"Alright, alright", said Nosedive, "They wanted information on you guys, and basic stuff like security crap, and I wouldn't give it to them. Heh, it was great Wing, they were so pissed off. I started singing all of these songs and crap. I believe it was Mary had a Little Lamb when they started hitting me and everything. Yeah well that got old, cause I just hit 'em back, or rather kicked them back, considering I was tied to a chair and all."

WildWing was debating whether to laugh or to cry, as was the rest of the team. What happened to their teammate was disgusting, but he presented his story in such a comical way you couldn't help but laugh; and it brought a smile to everyone's face that their enemy couldn't get information out of a sixteen-year-old singing nursery rhymes.

"It was real funny Wing", said Nosedive, not even bothering to address his story to anyone else, because he didn't care, or he didn't even know they were there, but either way he only talked to his brother.

"Anyway I got sick of singing", said Nosedive, "So I went onto insulting them, and making all of these real funny jokes. I even got a Billy-Hatchet joke in there too!"

Nosedive started laughing hysterically, "Heh, Billy-Hatchet, who lived in a toilet-"

"Don't ask", said WildWing to the rest of the team, "Protect your sanity and just don't ask about his Billy-Hatchet jokes."

Finally, Nosedive stopped laughing about his Billy Hatchet joke and continued with his story.

"Well then I ran out of jokes so I started talking to my imaginary friend", continued Nosedive, "That actually kind of freaked them out a bit, cause I started having a conversation with it, and then I started fighting with Bob, oh yeah I named him too."

Duke started laughing, "Well that's guts for ya."

Everyone at this point was pretty much chuckling to themselves, as Nosedive continued to talk.

"Hey Wing", said Nosedive, "It really doesn't matter, cause I won and they lost. I didn't tell them anything! You'd been proud Wing, and you better watch out, after I tell dad what I didn't tell the saurians I believe I'll be the favorite."

WildWing rolled his eyes.

"Anyway", said Nosedive, "After trying to practically kill me, and then hearing about how sissy of punch it was, they got fed up. So, they well, well let's just say they found new ways of interrogating their enemies. They put some acid in my eye that stung like motherfu-"

WildWing hit his brother gently on the arm.

"Okay", said Nosedive, "Fine, I'll just leave it at that it hurt, it really hurt, like a word you won't let me say in your almighty presence, but let's just say it rhymes with luck. Speaking of luck, I have come to conclusion I don't have any. The stuff that they put in my eyes completely blinded me, I couldn't see anything. They weren't kidding when they said "you'll never see the light of day again." But then to make it worse, they tried to intimidate me with guns, and the idiots had to use loud guns. You know, there's a reason why you're supposed to use earphones at those shooting ranges; I really never gave it much thought until now. The sound completely blew my hearing, and after they finally realized that, they just left me in that cell to rot. They came in a few times to try and get something from me, but it didn't work. So now, I'm here, and Tanya is going to fix all of this, right Wing?"

WildWing looked over to Tanya, who was about to cry.

"That's why he's so happy", thought Mallory to herself, "He doesn't realize that Tanya has a very good chance of not fixing this."

WildWing put a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Ah Dive", said WildWing, "You're killing me kid." Then to the rest of the team, "Alright what steps do we take next?"

"I need to wash that chemical out of his eyes", said Tanya, "Whatever they put in there, it needs to be taken out of his body. It could cause other serious problems that can be avoided."

"Okay", said WildWing, "And Tanya, bottom line, can you fix this?"

Tanya looked desperate, this one the part of her job that she detested with a passion, and with a tear she shook her head no.

WildWing nodded, and hugged his brother, "I promise I am going to take care of you."

Then to the rest of the team, "Alright Tanya, let's go get that crap out of his eyes."

"WildWing", said Tanya, "This is a painful procedure; I'll just use restraints, and you wait outside."

"No", said WildWing, "No restraints, I'll hold him."

"But-"

"I said I'll hold him down."

Tanya, WildWing, and Nosedive walked to the infirmary as the rest of the team started to do some research on the lifestyle of people in the same condition of Nosedive.

After a while, the message of the examination was expressed and Nosedive lay down on the examination table. WildWing was a mix between rage and depression; although most of that anger was to himself from himself. He was visibly angry for allowing anything to happen to his sibling.

"WildWing", said Tanya, "I am going to ask you again, are you sure you're going to be able to hold him down?"

"Yes", replied WildWing, "For the last time, I'm going to do it. I'm not tying him up like some animal. He's been through enough, I'll hold him, I'm much stronger than him when he's healthy anyway. Just hurry up and let's get this over with."

"Maybe Grin", suggested Mallory.

"I'm his brother", said WildWing angrily, "And I'm holding him down, that's final."

Tanya nodded and got spray that was connected to a machine. She started to spray something into his eyes, which received an immediate reaction from Nosedive. He struggled to get up, but WildWing pushed him back down. WildWing gave his brother a hand to hold onto which was almost broke as a result. However, WildWing wasn't even concentrating anymore. He was too busy trying to block everything out. This was not fair, and this life was one that was unsuitable for anyone. Finally, his brother's screams and curses (which were no longer being scorned at) stopped and Tanya announced she was finished.

"Alright", muttered Nosedive, "Now why can't I see after all that crap?"

Tanya looked down.

"I'll leave you both be", said Tanya, "If you need me, just call."

WildWing nodded and diverted his attention back to his brother who was still unaware of the serious damage that had been done to him.

"WildWing", said Nosedive, "Why didn't that work, I still can't see anything, and what about my hearing? WildWing fix this!"

WildWing now crying gently took his brother hand and shook his head no.

Of course with the raging Nosedive everyone heard the conversation and then continued onto hearing Nosedive completely break down and just stop talking. The two brother's stayed in that room for the entire day and then fell asleep there for the night.

Nosedive was planning on living the rest of his life like this, and WildWing was just about ready to let him do that, but Duke and Mallory had other plans.

The two came into the infirmary to find WildWing watching T.V. and Nosedive sulking.

"You know what Mal", said Duke lightly enough so WildWing couldn't hear, "Why don't you let me handle this; it'll be better coming from a guy who is older than them."

Mallory rolled her eyes, "Fine, but I want credit for finding out this information."

"Of course", replied Duke, as he watched her sit in the corner of the room. "So what are we watching?"

"TV guide", replied WildWing without any hint of emotion.

"Really", asked Duke, "I mean that's not very entertaining."

"What you do you want Duke", asked WildWing who was still looking at the screen.

"I have good news."

"I doubt that."

"It concerns Nosedive."

"You discovered a cure?"

"No."

"Than it's not good news."

Duke stopped, figuring the conversation wasn't really going anywhere, so decided to change his tactics. He looked over to Nosedive who was bent backwards on the bed so that his head and chest were dangling on the side.

"What's he doing?"

"Trying to kill himself."

"That's not funny, WildWing."

"I'm not laughing."

"Okay, well than that's a very odd way to attempt death, wouldn't you agree?"

"He's a very odd person, wouldn't you agree?"

"Can you die like that?"

"You can if you stay there long enough and all of the blood rushes to your head."

"And you're letting him?"

"I'll go over in three minutes and pick him up, and then he'll go back to what he's doing, until I get bored of saving him, and just let him pass out."

"Lovely."

WildWing didn't even care to respond to that.

"You know he's not dead", said Duke.

"He will be if stays like that long enough."

"No I mean a lot worse could have happened to him."

"Really?"

"Use your imagination."

"I did Duke; when my brother was missing for three weeks I used my imagination and I still couldn't have possibly come up with this."

"Hey you said your brother was odd."

"Leave us alone."

"Why, so you can sulk in misery?"

"We like sulking."

"Well I don't; I can't stand people who feel sorry for themselves."

"I don't feel sorry for myself, I feel sorry for him."

"I wasn't talking about you WildWing, I was talking about your brother. Look at him, trying to kill himself-"

"He's not serious you know!"

Finally, WildWing's attention towards the TV had been broken, and was now aimed directly at Duke.

"I'm just saying", continued Duke, "He's not even trying to live."

"Lay off of him", growled WildWing.

"Hey, when we found that kid, he had all the necessary skills for survival despite his handicaps."

"What are you getting at?"

"He can live, he's not dead or paralyzed, he-"

"Are you seriously making fun of a deafblind person? That's sick, you're sick, and disgusting. How dare you!"

"Now that I have your attention", said Duke with a smirk on his face, "I found-"

"Ahem", said Mallory.

"We found out some information", continued Duke, "That will help Nosedive live a normal life."

"Really", said WildWing, "Because the last time I checked-"

"Will you please calm down", said Duke, "I know how hard this is for you, trust me, but you have to listen to me now. When we found that kid he gave us hell. He could have easily killed one of us many times if the other hadn't stepped in. He was perfectly capable of living. Okay so his hope was taken away, that's fine. But he can live WildWing, just because he's senses are impaired doesn't mean that he is confined to a bed! Now will you please sit down and see what we found out, trust me, it's a good thing."

"Alright Duke", sighed WildWing, "What is it?"

"Mallory and I went to a local library and found out some information. We're going to teach Nosedive Braille, and we are also going to teach him tactile."

"Come again", said WildWing.

"Braille is-"

"I know what Braille is", snapped WildWing, "What is the other thing?"

"Tactile", replied Duke, "The language that you need to learn to talk to your brother. You talk with your fingers, and you listen with the palm of your hand."

"Does this work", asked WildWing.

"Absolutely", replied Mallory, "Many deafblind people use this method of communication."

"There are other methods", questioned WildWing.

"Apparently so", replied Duke, "But we believe that this one will suit Nosedive's situation best."

"Of course we will all have to learn it", stated Mallory, "It obviously only works if we know it as well."

"Of course", replied WildWing still skeptical, "And this works?"

"Absolutely", replied Duke, "The only "fun" part left is trying to teach this to Nosedive, but after that things won't be as bad as they initially seem. Look this doesn't make-up for anything, but communication is very important, especially to someone as talkative as Nosedive."

"How do we do it", asked WildWing.

"Well first we start off clean", said Mallory, "Get him to take a shower, feed him something, I know he's hungry, and then we'll start teaching him this, but before we do all that, he's turning blue."

"Ah crap", muttered WildWing running over to his brother, "I can't even help him when he's right under my-"

"WildWing", said Duke, "Self-pity, really isn't your thing."

WildWing forced his brother to sit up, "If you knew me well enough Duke, you'd know it's totally my thing."

He dragged his brother out of bed and out of the infirmary. Nosedive grumbled various curses on his brother and his future children, and went onto cursing his brother's mother but soon stopped as soon as he realized that he was cursing his own mother.

Mallory looked at Duke, "Wasn't that a little harsh?"

"Nah", replied Duke, "Besides if they start giving up now then we have no chance for what's to come later. Trust me this stuff looks complicated and frustrating."

A string of curses was later heard, and then a huge yelp of the water being too hot, and that certain people did it on purpose. Then Tanya walked in.

"So what next", asked Tanya.

"No idea", replied Duke, "But hey, at least we got him out of bed."

However, that didn't last long for the next three days Nosedive was back in bed, and this time no matter how much Duke or Mallory or anyone else for that matter persisted, no one could get him to get out of bed, and after a string of three of them coming in, WildWing declared that the next person to touch his brother would have to deal with him.

Despite WildWing's passive approach to the situation, he did force his brother to eat. Nosedive didn't seem to have the appetite for anything, and WildWing didn't force him to do anything, except eat. Nosedive was malnourished as it was, and his body needed to make a recovery, and without the aid of food, it was impossible.

The team tried talking with WildWing so they could force Nosedive out of bed, but WildWing wouldn't hear of it. The team continuously tried to persuade WildWing that letting Nosedive lie there was not productive but to no avail. The team even went as far as to suggesting that WildWing leave Nosedive, therefore forcing Nosedive to get out of bed and start living for himself. Words went back and forth but the bottom line was that WildWing was in charge and since Nosedive was his brother, he would bring no pain to him. He continuously said it was cruel for Nosedive to be there without him.

It was Duke who finally lost his patience and accused WildWing of feeding into Nosedive's problem, by allowing Nosedive to just lie there acting like he didn't even exist, and by not forcing him to do something or anything for that matter by himself he was making matters worse. This of course did not sit well WildWing who after a couple of words with Duke ordered him to leave him and his brother alone. When Duke refused to leave, he just ignored him, and eventually Duke gave up and left trying to devise of another plan. Grin even went in and started to lecture WildWing with quotes but was quickly shut down by WildWing just like the others.

However, things changed drastically and for the better when Nosedive proclaimed to the world that he was bored, and was sick of sitting there. He went on an insane rage and became fixated on something as simple as walking.

They found the screaming teenager in the hallway cursing at anything and everything he bumped into.

"Nosedive", muttered WildWing, "Don't be ridiculous, let me help you."

WildWing went to put a hand on his brother who was now on the floor after stumbling into the wall, again.

"Let go", screamed Nosedive. "I don't want help!"

"You are impossible", screamed WildWing back as loud.

He picked his brother up and forced him to his feet, however Nosedive wriggled out of his grip.

"No", he screamed, "I'm sick of lying down all day! I'm bored!"

"Fine", cried WildWing, "I'm not bringing you back there; I'm just trying to help you walk!"

"WildWing", said Duke, "I thought we had established that he can't hear."

WildWing glared in response, and went back to helping his brother progress down the hallway.

"No", shrieked Nosedive, "Listen to me! I have to live like this, not you, and I'll go kill myself right now if I have be monitored by you for the rest of my life! Now back off and let me walk down the friggin hallway!"

WildWing sighed, but let go of his brother and let him walk.

"WildWing", cried Tanya, "Don't look so down, this is great news, he wants to live again!"

"He's going to get himself killed", cried WildWing, "Look!"

Nosedive tripped over a bunch of weights and fell back on the floor, groaning.

"Ugh", muttered Nosedive, "No fair."

"He will be dead before he gets to the end of this hallway", cried WildWing, "I don't care what anyone says I'm not letting him kill himself!"

The hallway was extremely messy and in immediate need of cleaning; there were various dangerous objects assorted all around; weights, broken glass from the chemistry lab, and doors open just waiting for Nosedive to walk into them. And walk into them he did.

"Piece of crap", muttered Nosedive.

"See if I was helping you that wouldn't have happe-", said WildWing who was cut short.

"This blows", shouted Nosedive.

"Aren't you a happy piece of sunshine", muttered WildWing, who went over to help his brother once again.

"No", screamed Nosedive, shoving his brother away "I don't want your help! I don't want anyone's help! I don't need help!"

"You stubborn brat", shouted WildWing, "You are impossible!"

He went to go aid his brother but was stopped short by Duke.

"Hang on WildWing", said Duke, "Let him figure this out; after he calms down and stops screaming at everything he hits, he'll be able to figure out where he's going. He's just a lot of hot air right now, so let's just wait, and see what happens."

"He's going to kill himself", cried WildWing, "That's what's going to happen!"

"WildWing", said Mallory, "He can't live forever under your protection, and he's finally out of that bed! Let's not give him any implication that we want him back in there. If he needs help, he'll ask for it."

"Or", yelled WildWing, "He'll be dead!"

"Well he's just as well as dead if you keep him locked up in a room all day", shouted Duke.

"You think I kept him locked up", shouted WildWing, "He wouldn't move! You can't blame me for that! The kid goes from one extreme to the other, that's not my fault!"

"Yes but-"

"I know my brother better than any of you people", screamed WildWing, "I'm the one who has grown up with him, and I'm the one who has had to deal with him and his unbelievable obstinacy. I know him better than you do!"

"Just because you've lived with him longer, doesn't make you right", shouted back Duke.

"Face it, his options are limited", cried WildWing, "And living daily has become safety threat to him, you just can't ignore that! He needs help, and just because he doesn't want it doesn't mean he doesn't need it! I'm not letting a sixteen-year-old make his own decisions here! He's sixteen, stubborn, and incredibly impulsive, and now he lost the most vital of senses, he's going to be more at risk to do something stupid more than ever before!"

"You have to let him live WildWing", shouted Duke, "And you have to be there for him to help him out, but not to the extent where-"

"Help him out", screamed WildWing, "You can't help my brother out! He's stupid! I hate to tell you all this but he's not this mature, rational kid. He's stupid, rash, and incredibly reckless! He jumped off a three story building for a ten dollar bet! He was in the hospital-"

"WildWing", said Duke, "How long ago did that happen?"

"Last year", exclaimed WildWing, "He is a moron! I love him to death, but the truth of the matter is, is that he lacks common sense as it is, and now that he can't even see or hear, I mean you got to be kidding me, you want this complete idiot to live without senses! You might as well kill him now!"

"So what do you propose WildWing", shouted Duke, "That you make him sit in a chair all day?"

"No of course not", yelled WildWing, "But he needs help! You just can't let him walk around by himself! With his senses he trips, falls, and puts his life at risk, I have could keep you here for hours of stories of stupidity!"

"He'll have to learn responsibility", responded Duke.

"Learn responsibility", cried WildWing, "HA! He has killed over forty goldfishes, lost three dogs, has an unbreakable 1.0 average in school, skipped school so much it became a felony, never had a job, been hospitalized so many times for the most ridiculous of stunts-"

"Okay", cried Duke, "The kid isn't the best candidate to live like this, but he is the one living like this, and we can't baby-sit him the entire time, and even you have to admit that he's independent, it's not like he's some thirty-year-old, still living with parents drunk!"

"Out of every horrible situation my brother has put himself in", cried WildWing, "I've been the one to bail him out! Me! I'm the one who has to pick up the pieces, and trust me he needs help!"

"Doesn't seem like it", shouted Duke, "It seems-"

"I don't care what it seems like", shouted WildWing, "I'm telling you what it is! My brother can make simple tasks, impossible! He has an amazing talent to screw up the simplest of things! Do you know how many times he's broken bones from falling down the stairs?"

"WildWing", cried Duke, "Would you listen to yourself! If you really want what's best for him, you'd let him stumble along the way! He has to learn!"

"You don't get it", cried WildWing, "My brother has been living with me for the last two years now after being kicked out by my father. He pissed my father off so much with his refusing to go to school, and his complete obnoxious attitude, that my father refused to let him in the house! They haven't spoken to this day! I'm the one that let him live in my house, because he had no where else go to! He's my brother, my responsibility, and I get final say here! You think you know what's best, well you don't, because you don't know Nosedive!"

"You're acting like he's helpless", cried Duke, "And doesn't have a talent in the world; the kid does maintain qualities that will help him-"

"Of course he has good qualities", cried WildWing, "And I'm not saying otherwise. He has many amazing character qualities, for instance he never gives up. I love my brother dearly and I know him well, and believe me I know that he has the character strength to deal with this, but he's too clumsy to live like this by himself!"

"He'll learn WildWing", cried Duke, "What kind of life are you giving him if you won't even let him walk down a hallway!"

"Everyone", said Tanya raising her voice, "Calm down, now that is enough. This is stressful for all of us, but most of all, Nosedive. Duke, we can't just let him walk off a cliff; we have to supervise a nice portion of everything, but WildWing he's not in a coma, or traumatized and the fact that he wants to be independent is something that we should be encouraging, so let's give him a little leeway here to screw up and learn."

"Look", said Duke, "I know that this must be hard for you, but please think rationally."

"I am", cried WildWing, "You want the truth, Duke? Well here it is. I'll give you that he's a strong person, and yeah I'll give you that he will learn what he needs to learn successfully because he won't give up, and he has too much pride to live otherwise, but I won't give you that I'm letting him do this on his own. He is a child, and there is no way that I am letting him do this by himself, he needs help, and I don't care if he doesn't want it, because I've been there with him, I'm helping him."

"Wing", said Duke gently without screaming, "We're not proposing that you don't help him along the way, we're just saying that he needs to do this for himself. I know that it might be confusing, and since you've been looking after this kid you're entire life, it must be harder, and the fact that you still have your sanity is amazing, but just hear us out. We're not imposing the idea of you leaving him alone to figure it out all by himself, but just giving him a little room to screw-up and find out what works and what doesn't."

"I've been there with him", cried WildWing, "It's not pretty!"

"Duke's right, Wing", said Mallory, "Look, this has been trying on all of us, especially you, and to be quite honest you look exhausted, and you probably aren't thinking very sensibly. This is overwhelming, and we don't need fighting amongst ourselves, and WildWing we are on your side, and we want what's best for you brother just as much as you do, but guarding his every move isn't the right way of going about that."

WildWing looked at the floor defeated.

"I give up" said WildWing sarcastically, "I know nothing, and of course you all are right, because you all know Nosedive so well, or because you've all been in this situation before."

"WildWing please", said Duke putting a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Look, he's my brother", said WildWing "And I don't want to give him room to screw up. He's sixteen, he can screw up a lot of stuff, and to add on top of that, he's Nosedive. When Nosedive came in to live with me I completely changed that kid around; he started going to class, getting good grades, dressing appropriately, stopped drag racing, that among other things, and stopped trying to spite everyone who crossed paths with him. I've always been there for him, and now you just want me to not be there? It's really hard to just stop helping someone. I've always been there for him, and better yet he's always been there for me. He's helped through my share of problems too, I owe it to him, to help him out here. Besides, why should he bump into walls and trip over things when I'm right here?"

"Because", said Duke, "You can't be there for him for the rest of his life, he for one he won't allow it. He doesn't want help, Wing, and yes despite what he thinks he does need it, but you have to let him live his own life, you can't do that for him. And who's saying you can't be there for him? Be there for him, just let him live his own life that's all."

"I just, I don't know, he's my brother and I know him better than all of you."

"Alright", said Duke, softly "Then if you know your brother so well, then wouldn't it be best to let him fall and get up and learn how to live independently despite all of this?"

WildWing nodded his head, still looking at the floor.

"It's just not fair", he muttered.

"Now you sound like Nosedive", said Duke, "And speaking of which, where'd he go anyway?"

At this point Nosedive had successfully made it down the hall, (with a number of new bruises and cuts), and was now walking down a new hall, and would have continued if not for tripping over a cleaning bucket. The water splashed all over him, got soap in his eyes, and the bucket itself was now stuck on his foot.

"What was that", asked Duke.

"Nosedive", groaned WildWing.

Familiar cursing could be heard, and a bunch of ramming into things.

"That kid has death with his sight and hearing, what do you think he has without those two senses", cried WildWing then calming down, "He's my brother; bottom line, I make decisions on what happens to him, but all of you can't be wrong, and you do have a point so I'll give it a chance."

With that said WildWing went off to go find his brother. He found him sitting down defeated. He put a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Go away WildWing", said Nosedive, "I don't want any help."

"I know", sighed WildWing. He sat down next to his brother and put his arm around his brother, (despite the fact that he was soaking with cleaning soaps).

Nosedive laid his head down on his brother's shoulder.

"I can't stand this, Wing", said Nosedive, "This is completely unfair. How am I supposed to live like this for the rest of my life? I can't even have a conversation with you!"

WildWing held his brother hands, which Nosedive tightly held.

"Look Wing", said Nosedive, "I love you and everything, and I know you care a whole lot about me, but I need you to back off a little. I know you, and I don't need to see or hear to know that you're probably just as upset as I am, and I most certainly don't those senses to be able to predict how you are going to act. You're very predictable, Wing."

WildWing swatted his brother's head.

"Um ow", said Nosedive smiling, "Look though, in all seriousness. For this to work, you are going to have to let me do things my no matter how stupid it might seem to you. I don't want to live off of anyone. You know me Wing, and you know that sitting around all day isn't me, and depending on someone for anything sure as grandma's feet smell isn't me. Now I need you to promise me that you'll help me when I ask for it, and in return I'll won't be as stubborn as I was five minutes ago. Deal?"

WildWing took his brother's right hand and shook it.

"Alright then", said Nosedive, "We got a deal."

The two sat in silence for a while, until Nosedive started shivering from the cold.

"Alright kiddo", said WildWing, "Let's get you cleaned up."

Still holding his brother hands, he stood up and subliminally offering to help his brother up. Nosedive accepted the invitation and stood, however still with the bucket on his foot.

"Now about this bucket", said Nosedive, "Ten minutes ago I would have destroyed it, but as of right now and taking into consideration that this would happen normally, I want you to help me get this bucket off my foot, because even with my sight and hearing, I couldn't get it off, so take it off."

WildWing smiled, and wiggled the bucket off his brother's foot.

"You know what", said Nosedive, "This might work out after all, and I promise, no more temper tantrums."

WildWing laughed, and for his response patted his brother's back.

From there, things went a whole lot smoother. For the next two days, Nosedive started walking around and memorizing the place without looking at it, which came to more of a difficulty that he had originally thought. Nosedive started eating on a regular diet again and with the rest of the team at the table, and his favorite tried skating out again. Because of his obvious ear problem, he struggled with his balance on skates, but after a few tries he got the hang of it once again, and then spent most of his time at the rink. Duke and WildWing exchanged apologies and were once again good friends.

But finally, everyone agreed it was time to teach Nosedive some new basic essentials, such as Braille. Nosedive finally was going to learn the necessary requirements for a completely new way of life.