This is my first time writing. I made this using prompts. This one is 'Child'. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Connor Stoll, Rick Riordon does!

Connor Stoll opened the door to the pantry with his small, six year old hands. Glancing around the kitchen to see if his mother was there, he slipped inside. Reaching up, he turned the light on so he could see. Going into the corner, he grabbed the chair, and moved it to the far wall where he knew the prize was. He should have never been there in the first place. His mother always told him that, but that didn't stop him. Climbing onto the chair, he grabbed his favourite chocolate chip cookies from the top self. Smiling happily, he climbed back off the chair and went out into the kitchen. Closing the door he heard a tapping behind him. Slowly turning around, with a cookie in his mouth, he saw his mother. He was caught.

Please reveiw and tell me what you think.