Without thinking we both sprinted down the stairs and saw Fang trying to get out of the duct-tape. "GAZZY!" max yelled, "I thought there was Erasers down here! Gosh, be specific next time Ok?" he nodded, and Max glared down at Fang. "Look." She said, "You are NOT going to be leaving. Because I swear if you try I am going to tape you up again and go to Wal-Mart and buy a dog-crate for you and I am NOT kidding."
Then she unwrapped him. Iggy was sitting in a corner all by himself listening to his I-pod. Dylan was right beside him, watching the "action" with amusement in his eyes.
And suddenly I had an idea. I started staring at Iggy and Max stopped un-taping Fang and looked at me and said, "What are you thinking?" I whispered without taking my eyes off Iggy, "Has Dylan ever healed someone else?" she nodded, then caught who I was staring at. She then caught the brain-wave. "No…" she said, I nodded, "try it." I muttered.
"Hey Dylan!" she called, "Try something out for me OK?" Dylan, with his 'have to please Max' attitude nodded eagerly and she whispered in his ear. He stared at her in surprise and she said, "Go try it!"
He jumped a little, but said, "Iggy! Get over here!" he took out his ear-buds and warily walked over to us, "No. I don't want to make anything for you to eat right now." Dylan made a face and said, "No stupid! I'm going to spit in your eyes."
"What?" Iggy yelled, "Oh! Shut Up and just let him spit in your eyes!" Max said. Still making a face he turned back to Dylan and let him spit in his eyes. "UGH!" he yelled at first and started trying to wipe his eyes, but Dylan was keeping his wrists at his sides. He waited a few seconds before letting go and taking a step back. "UH!" Iggy yelled again and immediately wiped the spittle out of his eyes. Then he stopped, and everyone watched as his eyes changed from a pale white-ish blue to a deeper blue.
"OH MY GOD!" he screamed, "I CAN SEE!"