Year 5 and a half

  The morning started peacefully enough. The smells of breakfast drifted under Beast Bedroom door and took hold of his nose, practically pulling him into the kitchen.

  He was out the door with a spoon stuffed in his hand in the matter of seconds.

  Beast in his stirring fervor whisked with a fury turning the wheat to paste and finishing his job with his ease. As he put the bowl down and did a flurry to finish, the spoon slipped through his finger and hit the floor.

  Wow, Beast thought, what a heavy spoon.

  And then the floor caved in. With the spoon at it's epicenter the ground cracked, folded and fell inward. A giant crack that split the ground and continued forward pulling in everything in it's path.

  The line traveled through the walls and with a slight boom the side of the house was blown apart. As it reached soil, it branched off like the roots of a tree and with it the ground simply gave way. For thirty tics at least the world turned into the definition of destruction.

  Hair as green as summer leaves, eyes filled with calm, a woman took in the destruction with calm eyes.

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  A small shimmer of light in the air showed her forcefield had held strong, the lack of bruises on her boy showed she had been quick enough. She breathed out slowly, the most important thing to her was fine and had come to no harm, she could breathe at peace.

  With that done she turned here eyes to the destruction,her hand raised and her eyes beggining to morph.

  A thin gold circle with black outlines flooded her iris. When the circle finally halted it's transformation, it began to turn.

  Slowly jitteringly, one click at a time.

  Like the hand of a clock.

  The first to shift in response was a pebble. Then a rock.

  Without warning a splinter of wood decided it would be next, picking itself off the floor and throwing itself into the wall.

  Slowly but with a quickness, the world turned back time. Broken ground merging back together and split lands sewing themselves whole. From shattered, crumbled and broken it slowly became whole.

  By the time the Magyk had done it's work the world for the most part had righted itself, the only damage remaining was a small hole in the kitchen where silverware had clattered moments before.

  The boy who had for the whole of the encounter, a slacked face fallen into bewilderment finally woke himself up.

  He giggled. "Hey mom, what did the fork say to the silverware. "

  Anna looked down at her strange boy giggling to himself. "What ?" She said amused.

  "I see you 'spoon' "

  The woman laughed lightly. "You have your father's sense of humor. "