Alec stood at the breakfast line, watching the guests grab food from the long table. A small child came up to him.
"Excuse me" he said. The red haired boy crouched down to be eye to eye with the small boy.
"Yes?" he asked. The boy glanced around, then looked up.
"The table is out of pancakes, can you-" he started. Alec smiled.
"Of course," he said. He walked out of the large dining area and to the storage area. He looked up. The pancake mix was on the very top shelf. He looked around for the stepladder. It wasn't there.
"Come on, dad," he muttered to himself, as he climbed up onto the shelf and began to scale to the top. The wooden piece of furniture swayed dangerously as he climbed higher and higher. He reached out and grabbed the mix.
"Got it," he said in victory. Suddenly the shelf fell, taking the boy and all the food with it. Alec realized what was going to happen and closed his eyes, panic bubbling up inside of him. He waited for the impact.
But it never came.
Alec opened his eyes. The shelf had stopped falling. It hung at an unnatural angle in midair. Food had fallen from it, but stood still, suspended in the dark room, perfectly untouched. The boy himself floated, just feet from the hard stone ground. As he sat in shock, he was slowly lowered onto the ground.
Alec was suddenly aware of a massive headache. His brain pounded against his skull. He looked at the unnatural positions of the food and pictured in his head what it looked like before. Almost immediately, the shelf righted itself, food floated back to their shelfs and settled, the pancake mix, which was dropped in the fiasco floated right back up to the top shelf. Within seconds, the shelf was back to what it was before.
"Alec?" a voice said, the redheaded boy spun around. His mother stood in the doorway, holding the stepladder. Eyes wide and mouth hanging open.
"Mom, look at this!" he said, he pictured the pancake mix in his head and held out his arm. The said bag flew from the shelf and landed in his hand. Both him and his mother stared at it in shock.
Then alec fainted.
"I think he's waking up." a voice said, the redhead opened his eyes slowly. His parents were standing over him he was on his bed. Staring at his hands, he remembered how he had pulled the pancake mix from the ceiling.
What just happened?
