Now outside, it collected itself and looked around. It did not appear that anyone had seen it.
Then it focused on something. That was it. That was it!
It knew, it finally knew what it had been looking for.
It knew what it needed to do.
It knew!
It ran across the room as fast as it ahh, little legs could carry it. It didn't actually have legs, but you get the idea. It leaped…
"What the heck?" Taylor asked.
They all stared, for Isaac was struggling violently with… believe it or not… an arm who's finger was inserted up his right nostril.
"Umm, Ike, I always knew that picking your nose was a bad habit." Zac commented with a grin. "It's for reasons like this that I think you should quit."
Isaac didn't answer. He was too busy trying to get the arm's finger out of his nose.
"That is really gross." Jess said, turning up her nose.
"Eww." Avie agreed.
"Ah ha!" Isaac yelled. "Now what the - oh that be right. Hold up that booga in triumph why don't you?"
Which was exactly what the arm appeared to be doing, although it was also trying to get out of Isaac's grip. And that certainly was an interesting thing for him to be doing, let alone watch.
"You pick your nose?" Carla asked.
"Umm, yeah, but hey, everyone has bad habits."
Carla smiled, picking up a tissue.
"I just hope you don't eat it too." She said, handing the tissue to him.
"No. Of course not."
"What is that?" Nate asked.
"It's an arm stupid." Zac replied.
"Well, duh, but… you guys seem to be handling this so, umm, well…"
"The short version is this." Isaac replied. "I was shape shifting, and while I was shape shifting, a piece of me - my arm - got ripped off. Jess, with the help of James, our Enhancer, she was able to regenerate me a new arm. Blake decided he wanted my arm, but then he lost it not long after."
Isaac took a good look at the arm.
"Guess we know where it went. Right back to you." Taylor commented.
"But how can it be alive?" Doug wondered.
"Ahh yes, that is the question."