Chapter Two
The Wrong Side of the Bed
There was a tingling sensation that went through Avias' whole body. He laughed as he felt the thrill of the.ride? What was happening? What was this? There was a flash of light, then darkness. When his eyes had adjusted, he could just make out the outline of a door. "Turn the doorknob." his father whispered, his voice strained. "Oh! Sorry." Avias whispered back. He had just realized how much space was in the room they were crunched up in. Trying as hard as he could, he reached for the doorknob. "Almost got it.." He said. The first time, his pinky touched it. He made one more grab for it and got it. He turned it and his family burst out of what looked like a small closet. "Where are we?" Avias asked as he smoothed his hair back. His father dusted himself off. "Majikil Floo Hotel." He replied. "Magi- what?" Avias asked. "Never mind, let's just get a room." His mother nodded and they went to find the front lobby. "That- that felt like magic!" Avias shouted. "Sh, some people are sleeping. We'll explain later." His father said. Surprisingly, Avias obeyed; this so-called hotel mystified him. First of all, everywhere he turned, there were portrait paintings. Out of the corner of his eye, Avias could swear he saw the people in the paintings move.
There were a couple of rooms on the first floor and they passed some of them by while trying to find the front desk. "Mum, I can do it myself!" someone yelled from their room. Being the curious boy he was, Avias peeked through the door that was still halfway open. "And look, you left the door open. Honestly, can you do anything right?" A boy about Avias' age peered out from inside. He was very skinny with broad shoulders, black hair, green eyes, and glasses. "Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.
"I-I'm sorry. I was just-"
"Go away."
"I-"
"You what?"
"I was-"
"Eavesdropping. I know what you were doing. Go away."
And with that, the boy slammed the door shut. "How rude." Avias grumbled. "You're the one who was eavesdropping." Said his mother from behind him. Avias jumped.
"I-"
"You were eavesdropping."
"No, I."
"Come on, Curiosity Boy. We still have to check in."
Avias sighed. "Alright." He answered. But before he went after his mother, he heard whispering behind the closed door.
"Who was that, dear?"
"No one, mum."
"Anybody important?"
"I said it was no one, just someone who was being nosy."
"Oh, alright dear. Here, let me help you with that."
"Mum, I can do it myself!"
Avias sighed. Some people could be as rude as ever. He shrugged and followed his mother. After a few more minutes they saw a man wearing a large robe. Avias' father tapped his shoulder and the man turned around. "May I help you?" he asked in a deep voice. "Ah, yes. We need to get a room.?" -TO BE CONTINUED
There was a tingling sensation that went through Avias' whole body. He laughed as he felt the thrill of the.ride? What was happening? What was this? There was a flash of light, then darkness. When his eyes had adjusted, he could just make out the outline of a door. "Turn the doorknob." his father whispered, his voice strained. "Oh! Sorry." Avias whispered back. He had just realized how much space was in the room they were crunched up in. Trying as hard as he could, he reached for the doorknob. "Almost got it.." He said. The first time, his pinky touched it. He made one more grab for it and got it. He turned it and his family burst out of what looked like a small closet. "Where are we?" Avias asked as he smoothed his hair back. His father dusted himself off. "Majikil Floo Hotel." He replied. "Magi- what?" Avias asked. "Never mind, let's just get a room." His mother nodded and they went to find the front lobby. "That- that felt like magic!" Avias shouted. "Sh, some people are sleeping. We'll explain later." His father said. Surprisingly, Avias obeyed; this so-called hotel mystified him. First of all, everywhere he turned, there were portrait paintings. Out of the corner of his eye, Avias could swear he saw the people in the paintings move.
There were a couple of rooms on the first floor and they passed some of them by while trying to find the front desk. "Mum, I can do it myself!" someone yelled from their room. Being the curious boy he was, Avias peeked through the door that was still halfway open. "And look, you left the door open. Honestly, can you do anything right?" A boy about Avias' age peered out from inside. He was very skinny with broad shoulders, black hair, green eyes, and glasses. "Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.
"I-I'm sorry. I was just-"
"Go away."
"I-"
"You what?"
"I was-"
"Eavesdropping. I know what you were doing. Go away."
And with that, the boy slammed the door shut. "How rude." Avias grumbled. "You're the one who was eavesdropping." Said his mother from behind him. Avias jumped.
"I-"
"You were eavesdropping."
"No, I."
"Come on, Curiosity Boy. We still have to check in."
Avias sighed. "Alright." He answered. But before he went after his mother, he heard whispering behind the closed door.
"Who was that, dear?"
"No one, mum."
"Anybody important?"
"I said it was no one, just someone who was being nosy."
"Oh, alright dear. Here, let me help you with that."
"Mum, I can do it myself!"
Avias sighed. Some people could be as rude as ever. He shrugged and followed his mother. After a few more minutes they saw a man wearing a large robe. Avias' father tapped his shoulder and the man turned around. "May I help you?" he asked in a deep voice. "Ah, yes. We need to get a room.?" -TO BE CONTINUED