Science and Magic: The Novelization
It began innocently enough. Erik's coffee went missing, first, and he could have sworn that he had just put it down just to his right on the kitchen table. There was nothing on the floor, no splatters of brown gold or shards of white ceramic, so it hadn't dropped to the beat up tile beneath his feet. He had been reading the news, taking a moment for himself before he had to go to the lab, and had just found himself amused at an interview between New York Times and Tony Stark when his grasping hand found only empty air where before there had been a coffee mug. Printed snark forgotten, he turned to gape in astonishment at his empty table. A whisper of air brushed his gray head, and when he searched for the source he found nothing. His mug was gone, but turned up later quite empty, in exactly the same spot he had left it.
That had only just been the beginning, he discovered. Pens relocated themselves, his keys turned up