I was looking for a bit of buy in, but Alex wasn’t about to cash out just yet.
“So you’re telling me that we can calculate the speed of light with a microwave and a candy bar?” Alex asked.
I nodded. “That and a glass of water, a ruler and a calculator, isn’t that cool?” I asked.
Alex took two steps back, his arms waving in front of him. “Oh no, that’s insane,” he said.
“Why are you freaking out?” I asked. “It’s just an experiment.”
“I only have one more candy bar. If I use it up no more chocolate for me till next week when mom goes to the store,” he responded.
“Just give me the chocolate and go get the ruler,” I said. “We’re going to calculate the speed of light for goodness sakes.”
Alex reluctantly handed the chocolate bar to me. “Are you sure this is going to work?” he asked.
“Of course,” I answered. “It was on Facebook. It has to be true.” Alex seemed a bit more at ease now that the chocolate was out of his grasp. I opened it up and took the chocolate out of its wrapper. “Now go get the ruler,” I said.
Alex lumbered off and I set the rest of my experiment up. I made sure to have the microwave closed by the time he got back.
Alex handed me the ruler. “So what’s next?” he asked.
I paused for a minute, digesting my thoughts. “You run the microwave for ten seconds. I’ll be right back with the calculator that you forgot.” I said.
Alex got a little upset. “You didn’t tell me you needed the calculator,” he said.
“You’re right,” I admitted. “I’ll go get it. Be right back.”
I ran to our room and went right past to the back door. I let myself out quietly and was two steps away when I heard a scream. I took off at a dead run, but Alex beat me to the gate to the front of the house.
“Where is my candy bar?” Alex screamed at me.
“It was in the microwave,” I said.
Alex shoved me to the ground. “Uh-uh,” he said. “That was just a glass of water.”
I tried to roll to my feet, but Alex pinned me to the ground. He began to give me a noogie. “Okay, okay, you win, that wasn’t your chocolate,” I said trying to defend myself.
Alex stopped for a moment. “So where’s my chocolate?” he asked.
“It left at the speed of light,” I said.
“Speed of light?” Alex asked.
“Sure. What happens to an object falling into a black hole?” I asked hoping he would fall for it.
“It speeds up till it is going at light speed,” Alex said smugly. “I learned that watching YouTube.”
“Right. You were paying attention,” I said as I wiggled a bit and he let me up. I had only one shot at this.
“So what does that have to do with a microwave and a ruler and calculator?” Alex asked.
I leaned closer. “You forgot the glass of water,” I said.
Alex pushed me out of his personal space. I roll with it, taking a couple steps back. “Who cares about the glass of stupid water. How does that allow you to calculate the speed of light?” he asks.
“Simple. By you doing all that, a small black hole appeared and sucked in the chocolate,” I said.
“Now you’re going to get beat,” Alex said stepping closer. I took one step back, trying to maintain the same distance between us.
“No really,” I said. “I can show you.”
Alex stopped and crossed his arms. “Okay, you have one chance. Show me.”
I took one more step back, opened my mouth wide, and pointed down my throat. “See, right there is the black hole,” I said.
Before Alex could react I was off at full speed. I was so glad I was a sprinter, or Alex would have shot putted me, and I might have seen light speed then since I am sure my lights would have gone out.