I thought it would be fun to right about when Will was a young child and about all the mischief he got into. Please R&R, no flames though please. The first chapter isn't going to be very long because I don't have the time to type that much right now. Also, since this is just a spurt of a moment idea, and I don't know off the top of my head what Will might have done when he was little… if you have any ideas tell me in reviews and I can use them in later chapters! Thanks! :D

Will watched the kitchen window with large brown eyes from the top branches of a tree on the ground floor as one of Master Chubb's apprentices put two steaming pies on the windowsill to cool. His mouth watered at the sight, Master Chubb's pies were legendary for their taste. Would it be possible for him to get the pies without getting caught, though?

He heard the loud door of the fief open and swing shut, he looked around as a small group of people exited, talking loudly and laughing to one another. Will bit his lip, his eyes swung automatically back up to the kitchen window, the apprentice was now gone from sight. Will shifted uneasily on the thin branch he was perched on; was it worth it? He didn't even need to think about it longer a second. Yes, Master Chubb's pies were well worth it.

How could he go about getting them, he thought. His mind was working fast, he knew that there was a good sized drain he could easily climb up, as well as just climbing the outside of the tower. Or he could go up the stairs and just slip into the kitchen when he was sure no one was in there.

He raked his brain for the best possible answer before deciding that he was just wasting time trying to think it though thoroughly, and that by the time he found a suitable plan the pies would already be gone and in the bellies of different people. He would just have to move quickly and think fast if he wanted any chance in getting at least one of the cooling pies.

Will moved down the tree easily, his feet and hands moving on there own a chord. The branches dipped and moved under his weight, but he hardly noticed. The second his feet touched more sturdy limbs he looked down, he was hardly more than a meter or two above the ground, and he pushed himself out of the tree.

He landed quietly on the balls of his feet, and hardly made any noise at all as he started across the browned summer grass towards the fief door. Will switched direction halfway across and slipped into the large drain that he knew lead up to the kitchen. It was the easiest way, he decided, being that it was broad daylight and he would surely be noticed it he tried any other way.

As he neared the drain he chanced a glance around him, no body was even looking in his direction. He let out a silent sigh or relief. He slipped into the drain easily. It was slimy and coated in unknown stuff that smelt horrible. Will began to work his way up the drain slowly. The slime made his progress slow and the smell sure didn't help one bit. He tried breathing though his mouth, but gagged on the taste of the odder and decided that he'd rather smell it than throw up or get sick.

Will's foot slipped from beneath him and his arms flew out to stop his fall. He only just managed to hold his position and not slide back down to the very bottom. The side of his face brushed against the fowl smelling substance that coated the drain and he made a disgusted face.

"It'll all be worth it." He muttered to himself, pushing his face away from the drain. "It'll all be worth it."

His mouth watered at the thought of tasting the savory pies, and he pushed himself further up the drain, wondering how much further he had to climb before he reached where he wanted to be.

It wasn't much longer though when his hand curled around the top of the drain and he froze. Was any one up there now? He moved his other hand besides the other one and pulled his head just far enough out of the drain to look around. His heart raced, Master Chubb was standing in the middle of the kitchen talking softly to one of his cooks, but his heart slowed slightly as he realized that the pies were still cooling on the window.

Will lowered himself back down into the drain, leaving only the tips of his fingers curled around the edge of the drain as a precaution so he wouldn't slip. He tucked his chin to his chest to make sure his head was low enough in the drain so he couldn't be seen without looking straight down into the drain.

The sound of footsteps and the kitchen door swinging open made him look up again. Both the cook and Master Chubb were gone! Will smiled widely and pulled him self out of the drain. His legs were slightly stiff, and he stumbled slightly as he made his way as quiet as he could across the kitchen towards the pies. He jumped over a pot that had fallen off the counter at some point and reached out to grab both of the pies.

Loud voices from outside the kitchen door made his heart freeze, the voices, he could tell, were getting closer. Will grabbed both of the pies and made a dash for drain, but realized to late that he and the pies wouldn't work going back down. There was no way for him to hold both and still climb, and that was a big fall to the ground floor.

Will's heart pounded loudly in his chest and he heard the doorknob on the door rattle as someone started to turn it.

Sir Rodney and Master Chubb entered the kitchen still talking. Chubb looked around the kitchen easily; nothing out of the ordinary was going on.

"I swear I heard something." Sir Rodney said, also looking around the room.

"Well, no one's here." Master Chubb shrugged. "Maybe you should get your hearing check- Where are my pies!" He yelled, rushing to the window where his apprentice had left two pies to cool. "They're gone!"

"No, they're not," Sir Rodney said, motioning to the counter. "They're right there, in plain sight. Maybe you need your sight checked out."

"That's not where I left them!" The cooking master was looking around the kitchen, looking for anything else that was out of place, but came up empty handed.

Sir Rodney shrugged. "Then you're apprentice must have moved them while you were gone."

Master Chubb shook his head for a second, he was unsure about why the pies were moved but couldn't come up with any other reason. "He must have." He finally concluded.

Will held his breath; he could clearly hear the two craft masters talking from inside the small cupboard he'd managed to fit into at the last second. He didn't have time to hide the pies or put them back where he'd gotten them, so he just stuck them on the closest counter he could reach, than hid him self as best he could.

"Well, they're still here, can we just get them and go? I'm starved." Sir Rodney said dryly. Will couldn't see his expression, but guessed from his tone that he wasn't very happy.

Will heard the shuffle of movement as Master Chubb grabbed the pies off the counter and passed them to the battle master to hold.

"Just a second, I have to grab some plates."

Will felt his stomach sink and he looked around in the dark only to have his fears doubled. He was hiding in the cupboard that had plates and bowls. He could hear Master Chubb moving closer and he held his breath. There was nowhere for him to go now, nowhere else to hide. He heard Chubb's hand grab onto the handle of his hiding spot and the door swung open, leaving him looking up into the furious eyes two craft masters.

"Hi?" Will asked slowly and in a hopeful tone, but their expressions only darkened. "Oops."