A/N Sorry its been a while, I'm just starting my next course in English and RE A2 Levels so I've had little time to myself. Some of you had really great ideas for Iggy's name but I don't reckon kids living in cages would be able to figure out about a mythical legend, so I stuck to what I do best. Nice, sweet and simple. Enjoy and review for me please.

Chapter 18

I stared at the little wriggling creature on the floor. It had dark brown skin, it reminded me of the bark on the trees outside, where it was free. Bright eyes shone a startling brown at me from a round, sweet face. The baby was tiny, yet there still wasn't enough space for both of us in the cage. I didn't want to risk touching her, just in case I did something to damage or break her. She seemed so fragile yet o couldn't leave her to wriggle about on the cold hard metal floor, she would hit her head or something. So I was left with the wriggling child spread out on my lap, trying to be gentle and also restraining. I wasn't meant to do this stuff, this was what Sky and Chase always….. No I couldn't think of them anymore, the dead were dead in the past, best to leave them there.

"Why'd they put her in here?" I asked turning to Fang and the still nameless boy.

"Because there probably isn't anymore room in the other places, we'll have to take care of her, they give us the stuff, then they just wait until they of something to do with her. That's what normally happens." Fang answered in a dull voice. Well wasn't he dark and moody?

"They really are stupid here, at least where I was you were created and they had a purpose for you, they had everything mapped out and scheduled. But maybe its nicer to not have an experiment every day, to have peace some time, a break from all of the tests.""Where'd you come from?" Fang asked as he turned his dark eyes to me.

As I thought of where I came from exactly my memories flashed behind my eyes, then tears brimmed my eyes and I blinked rapidly to wipe them away.

"Another lab, I don't quite remember where but it was hell, not nice in anyway. Like I said they had everything planned, especially for me, I was a maximum component from all types of genetics thrown together, that's how I got my name, Maximum. They were disappointed though when I wasn't maximum enough, they wanted me to die."I curled up around the baby tighter, as she settled into a fitful sleep. She was only around two I guessed, she had started murmuring incoherent words and even trying to copy what we said. It made me feel warm inside.

Fang turned more fully to me and was about to say something when the boy with no name started giggling and reaching out of his cage.

"What is it?" I asked as I let the now wide awake baby crawl out of my arms to stare through the bars at the boys.

He reached out to the floor and seemed to pick up something and cradle it in his palm as he swivelled to show us. Whatever it was it was a green-blue colour and looked slimy.

It stuck to his fingers and slid and hung sloppily as he dangled it in our face, nearly pushing it into mine and the baby's noses.

"Eww gross keep it away from me, it made be poisonous."The baby squealed and crawled backwards into my lap. The nameless boy started swinging it making the goo stretch and make me think it was reaching for me.

"Nahh its not poisonous, its putty. One of the scientists brought his kid in here to show him the big computer, he dropped this on his way out. Isn't it cool?" He started playing with it in his hands, poking, squishing and trying to mould the solid liquid.

"Cool isn't the word I'd use more like…" I trailed off thinking of something to describe it."Icky!" I heard shouted by my side.

I nodded my head. "Yes, I agree, it is icky." Pausing to think I snapped my head back to the baby as she pointed at the boy with the putty.

"Icky, icky, icky, icky, icky, . IGGY!" The baby screamed in a seeming endless chant hiding from the putty.

She had just spoke the most she had ever said before.

"Wow good girl, you must be a smart girl to say all of that." I praised as I hugged her.

No name giggled again, still fascinated by his putty. "Hehe it sounded like she was saying Iggy. Is that even a word? Does it count? What is an Iggy?"

I stared at the runny goo that reminded me of saliva, and bogeys, and everything not nice at all.

"You're an Iggy, that's what it is." I said in insult, disgusted at a boys fascination with something that slid like water in your hand but was sticky.

"Really? Awesome. Hey Fang? I have a name, I'm IGGY! Icky with a gee! That's me." I started dangling the putty in my cage again, stretching his arms across the gap.

The baby started squealing again, chanting her little new word repeatedly in a high pitched voice. Maybe helping a kid talk who obviously seemed to like doing it a LOT wasn't such a good idea.

Disgusted at the goo, annoyed at my insult not being noticed and desperate for the screeching to stop I snatched the goo from Iggy's hand. Tolerating the horrible sensation for the moment it took me to lob it through the gap in my bars, all the way over by the door across from us. Out of reach of any weird boys who liked yucky gross things. Like Iggy.

"Awwwwww, now what am I going to do, I'm booooooooooooorrrreeedd!" Iggy whinged.

I glared silently at him as the baby quieted down a bit and started playing with my hair. Fang sat watching us with a little smirk on his lips.

Two hours later after putting up with Iggy cursing me to the moon an back, huh, I missed the moon, footsteps resounded down the hall as scientists or Erasers came.

The door opened to show a huge burly eraser, already in half form, apparently the leader of his little horde of buddies as he lead them in to the room. "Right, which one of you little ducks wants to help us with our chew toy game?" He sneered, the rest snickering. He took two more steps into the room when the heel of his boot landed on the putty. His foot shot out from underneath him and he went flying backwards to land on his tail bone. Or did he really have a tail?

Iggy burst out laughing along with the other Erasers, Fang started snickering and shaking slightly. The baby stayed asleep, apparently she had the ability to sleep through a lot of noise. I stared intently at the Eraser pulling himself up shouting at the others in the doorway. They quieted and burst out laughing when he turned his back to them to face us, they had just noticed t gunge had smeared all down the back of his white t-shirt and matted in his hair. They found it funny.

Giving up on the other Erasers he looked at our cages his predator eyes locking with mine in anger. I slowly grinned at him letting a fire come alive in my eyes. He snarled and approached my cage. Oh goody, I was the one who got to play. FYI there was no sarcasm there, I'm dead serious.

I chuckled under my breath as my locks where slammed open roughly. Maybe putty wasn't so bad, if it could tick off the Eraser's it out beat all of its yucki-ness. It was useful and I wanted more. I wonder if Iggy knew if kids cam in here often with it? He definitely suited his name now that I thought about it. Just like the icky putty he was gross at times, annoying but he annoyed the Erasers and made me smile. Even when it felt like it had been forever since I had last smiled with anyone. Iggy was definitely icky putty. In a good way.

A/N Kay hope you enjoyed that and let me know what you think, I got this idea when my lil bro got putty stuck in his hair, he is now bald seeing as we went to extremes to get out haha. Sorry it took a while but I am catching up in my school work and focusing more at work, so should be working on my stories more often. Till next time review please they make me so much happier. Next will be Nudge and another flock member, I will make mistakes with the ages as I'm not entirely sure of their age gaps, but then again neither are they so hey! :D ByE xX