((Memory: Significant/Positive))

[boomgoesthebirdy]

► Feeling in colour. (Maximum Ride: Final Warning.)

What Happened:

"Anyone want refills on lemonade?" Jeb asked, holding out the carton.

"I do," Gazzy handed him a cup, and Iggy said, "No, the blue one's mine."

Gazzy pushed him the blue cup, then looked up as [they] all realized that no one had mentioned cup colours. Iggy picked up his cup and drank, not seeming to notice anything odd.

"Which blue cup, Ig?" [Max] asked casually. "Light or dark?"

"Light," he said.

[They] were all silent, and then Iggy frowned. "Huh. Did you guys tell me what colours the cups were?"

"Nope," [Max] said quietly.

He stared at the table, then shook his head. "I'm still— I still can't see squat. No vision. Nothing." He reached out his hand, moving it slowly until he felt his cup. "But this cup is blue."

Gazzy pushed over another cup. "What's this one?"

Iggy felt for it, then closed his hand around it. "Yellow?"

"Yeah," Fang said. "How about this?" He put the pizza menu nto Iggy's hand. "What colour is it?"

"Green?" Iggy asked. "It feels green."

No one said anything for a while as [they] digested this new development. [...Nudge] timidly reached out her hand, and when it was a few inches away, her fork flew into her grasp.

"Have you guys been playing in toxic waste again?" Fang asked severely, putting his hands on his hips.

Nudge giggled. "No."

"Been bitten by a radioactive spider?" Fang went on. "Struck by lightning? Drink a super-soldier serum?"

"No, no, no," said Iggy. He started reaching for things around the table, and his hand landed on Total. "You're black."

"I prefer canine-American," said Total. "When's that pie coming? I'm starving."

"What about me?" Nudge asked, putting Iggy's hand on her face.

He smiled. "You're sort of a chocolate-milk-slash-coffee colour," he said in wonder.

"Like, mocha," said Gazzy.