Disclaimer: I do not own Home Alone.
The night hours gradually began to come to end as the sun shined brightly into the room that Kevin was temporarily sharing with Becky. As the young blond boy awoke from his long hours of slumber he heard his older sister gently snoozing next to him. He was aware that she was someone who could sleep through any loud noise and not be disturbed from her sleep but he also felt that something was amiss. His family wasn't usually this quiet, especially in the hours of the morning. Kevin tip-toed out of the attic and into the halls of the house but the house was eerily silent.
Where is everyone? Kevin mentally inquired as he began to check from room and room, gently calling out for his mother, father, brothers, and sisters. However with each name that he called out, he got no answer in return and Kevin didn't know whether he ought to grow worried or just play along with this this situation, at which he considered to be a real joke that was being played.
On the third floor in the attic, Becky rolled over to her side and almost missed the edge of the bed where her body suddenly topped onto the floor. The impact of her body hitting the floor startled her as she jumped on her feet and looked up at the bed that was now empty. Looks like Kevin was already awake but she too also sensed that something was amiss. Just like Kevin, she found it odd that the house was quiet but in her perspective, better that way than being awaken by Buzz's yelling. After finishing up her personal duties in the bathroom, Becky then made her way down the stairs and to the kitchen where she found Kevin.
"Good morning," she yawned as she made her way over to the counter where her little brother sat and propped the side of her head on her hand.
Kevin greeted his sister in return with a 'morning' but it was cheery than usual. He seemed to be very happy about something that the older sibling wasn't able to figure out what it exactly was.
"Well, well, well," Becky smirked, "somebody got up on the right side of the bed."
Kevin gave her another smile with a hint of mischievousness that was evident to Becky that he was probably up to something no good. "Guess what Becky?" he said to her, "I made my family disappear."
Becky rose an eyebrow when Kevin said that. "Yeah?" Becky said deciding to play along with this little game, or so she thought that it was a game. "And how did you do it?"
"Last night," Kevin said to her, "I wished that they would just disappear...right before you came into the room."
"If you wished that the whole family would disappear then why am I here?" Becky asked him but she knew that no one would just spontaneously disappear into thin air. "Wouldn't I have disappeared along with them?"
Kevin thought about that, but he had not been upset with Becky during that whole commotion from last night. She wasn't the one who was glaring at him like all the others were. "I'm glad that you weren't," he said to her, "otherwise I'd be home alone."
"I'm afraid that we're both home alone," Becky added with a sigh escaping her lips. "Wait a second..." she said as she perked up from her seat and looked at Kevin, "isn't their flight today? Didn't they go to the airport?"
"The cars are still in the garage," Kevin notified her. Before Becky had awoken, Kevin had checked the garage and the cars were still there. "Face it Becky, I made my family disappear."
"Kev-" Becky was about to begin but stopped herself. She wanted to tell him that no one disappears like that from just a small wish but then shook her head. "Alright then," she changed her mind with a small shake of her head, "they have disappeared and we're home alone. What're we supposed to do?"
"Easy," Kevin suddenly said without any hesitation in his voice, "we have the house to ourselves and we can do whatever we want without anyone stopping us."
Quite the tempting thing to do Becky thought to herself as she looked at her younger brother. His blue eyes shined brightly at this predicament and it seemed that he wanted to use it to his own advantage. As for Becky, the thought of it being just her and Kevin in the house with no one else seemed like a fun idea and it would also give her the opportunity to spend some time with him. A small chuckle escaped her lips as she reached over and ruffled Kevin's already messed up hair. "Alright, we'll have some fun...but right after we eat some breakfast."
"There's nothing to eat," Kevin said to her. "Even if I wanted some cereal we're out of milk."
After Kevin mentioned that, it came to Becky's mind that they had indeed run of eggs and milk. Eggs was one of the breakfast foods that she could easily make, aside from milk and cereal but any other cuisine, she couldn't. "I'd make you some pancakes if I could," Becky said to him with a shrug of her shoulders, "but it has eggs in it and I don't think you wouldn't want to try my cooking."
"And I prefer mom's pancakes," Kevin added.
"Well gee, thanks for that," Becky sarcastically said to him that caused Kevin to let out a little chuckle. "What if we go and eat out?" she then suggested. "There's this pancake house not too far from the house and I have saved a little bit of money from my allowance."
"Sounds good to me," Kevin said to her as the side of lips turned into a little smile. "I'll go and get ready." With that, he hopped off of his seat and headed upstairs to change.
The morning was rather cold as both Kevin and Becky walked down to the pancake house. It was only a fifteen minute walk but it was a rather good exercise for the both of the McCallister siblings. "Quite the walk from home," Kevin said as he and Becky headed inside the pancake house. Usually, the place would be full of people but due to the holidays it seemed to be less full than usual.
"At least the food will come out faster," Becky said as she smiled down to Kevin before they were taken to their assigned table along with the menus that had a selection of choices of pancakes as well as sides. Becky slide inside the booth and took off her coat, hat, and gloves and got herself comfortable. The inside of the pancake house was hot and it smelled of freshly brewed coffee. I think I'll go with that Becky thought to herself as the thought of a hot drink that she wanted for herself. Mom and dad don't have to know.
Meanwhile, Kevin's eyes scanned over the food items that were on the menu until his eyes fell onto one of the choices. "That sounds good to me," he said as he set down his menu and looked at Becky. "What are you getting?"
"The strawberry waffle sounds like a good choice," Becky said to Kevin, "what about you?"
"Regular pancakes with eggs and bacon on the side...and some chocolate milk," Kevin said to her.
"Don't blame you on the chocolate part," Becky chuckled at that and then looked up as a waitress stood by their table to take their order. She held a pencil within her hand and quickly scribbled down the desired breakfast selection that Becky narrated to her. "And some coffee and hot chocolate to start with," Becky finished and with a smile, the waitress took their menus and walked away.
Kevin looked over at Becky and rose an eyebrow. "Coffee, hmm?"
"I think I really need it," Becky said as she placed a hand over her mouth and stifled a yawn. Even when she got a decent amount of sleep she was still tired.
"You know that mom and dad don't let you drink coffee," Kevin pointed out.
"But remember," Becky said as she pointed at him, keeping up with this little game, "they have disappeared, so they won't know a thing about it...until they decide to reappear again."
As for Kevin, he did not wish for them to reappear anytime soon. Why should they, even after all the blame that they had put him through? "Until then," Kevin smirked, "it'll be fun all day and all night long for us."
"Just don't have too much fun," Becky chuckled as she looked at him, "we still want the house in one piece."
A few moments later, the bell on the door was rung as two other customers entered but at the same time, the waitress arrived to Becky and Kevin with two white mugs where one was filled with hot chocolate. The other white mug was empty and it was set down before Becky and filled with freshly brewed coffee. "Thanks," she thanked the waitress as she then took some cream and sugar and added it into the mug. After stirring the coffee, she took a sip and let the hot liquid stream down her throat. It was sweet, comforting, and really hot...enough to make her feel warm. From across the table, she noticed Kevin staring at her. "What?" she asked.
"Can I try some?" Kevin asked her.
"What? Coffee?" Becky asked him, "oh no, no, no," she shook her head at him.
"Come on," Kevin said as he tried to reach over the mug with his little hands and tried to grab it. "Just a little taste."
"N to the O," Becky refused.
"When you say it like that it doesn't sound cool at all," Kevin said to her but he was not giving up until he had a sip of that coffee. "Plus, mom and dad won't know about it right?"
"The answer is still 'no.'"
Kevin clicked his tongue against his teeth. "And here I thought you were one of the cool siblings."
"I am cool," Becky shot back at him when he said that, "I bought you pizza last night didn't I? And don't make a commotion, everyone is staring," she said as she noticed that some of the eyes from the customers were a little bit onto them.
"Pizza and coffee are two different things," Kevin said and with one more attempt, he tried to reach over to mug but instead of grabbing a hold of the handle, he took a hold of the mug and the hot sensation that was radiating from the mug went to his fingers and the young McCallister dropped it on the table. "Ouch," he said as he waved his hand in the air to soothe the pain.
Becky gasped when the coffee toppled over and spilled all over her green hooded sweatshirt and the heat from the coffee made it all the more worse. "Kevin!" she exclaimed as she looked up at her brother with a look of anger upon her eyes.
Kevin slowly slid off from the table and sank back into his seat. He hadn't mean to do it, the mug just slipped from his grasp and fell over. "I'm sorry," he mumbled as he looked at Becky with an apologetic look before looking to his side, feeling a little bit embarrassed that she had yelled at him.
The teenager let out a sigh. The outburst was uncalled for and she hated the way that some of the customers were looking at them for their outburst, especially one blue-eyed man with curls who sat a couple of tables away from them. "Its fine," Becky said as she stood up from the booth. "I'll be back in a bit," she said to Kevin as she let the young boy alone on the booth before heading over to the restroom. Once she got inside, she took off her green sweatshirt and with a dry paper towel, she held it towards the sink and moistened it with some water and began to scrub the coffee smear on her sweatshirt. At least the coffee wasn't able to completely seep through the other shirt that she was wearing underneath, otherwise she would have been walking around the pancake house with a huge smear on her stomach.
"This is going to be a lot harder than I thought," Becky said to herself, mainly to her reflection. But accidents happen and she couldn't stay upset with Kevin for too long. She folded the green sweatshirt and draped her over her arm and walked out of the restroom, before she accidentally collided with a man, that shared the same height as her, who was coming out of the men's room.
"Watch where you're going," the man gruffly said to her as he gave her a brief look before walking away.
Becky furrowed her brows at that. "Someone's a Grinch," she mumbled under her breath but did she did not give it another thought. She made her way over to Kevin's booth and noticed that food was already on the table.
Kevin had not touched his food until Becky had arrived and when she did, he was famished enough to began eating right away. "You okay?" he asked her when he noticed a slight smear on her white shirt.
"I'll get over it and live," Becky answered Kevin with a wink and a gentle smile upon her lips, indicating that she didn't hold a grudge against the accident.
With a smile of relief, both Kevin and Becky ate their breakfast in silence.
