A/N:
Yes, this is very short. I originally wrote it for English class as an assignment. When I got done, I read it and realized the characters had written their own story and it would picture nicely as a kid!Fic story. I only changed the names and the little girl's eye colour. By the way, I hope you can tell who the girl is.
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Finn was having a nice time at the mall with his mother, dazed by the colourful mannequins he would see through the shops' windows. Once, he even saw a girl his age shopping with her mom through one and thought her pink dress was way too Barbie-like for her natural blond hair and her classy posture. Surprisingly, her bright outfit wasn't what Finn remembered the most of her, but the sad look in her innocent brown eyes.
The young boy, after eating a copious lunch with his mother, needed to go to the bathroom. The woman took him to the door and told him to wait on that precise spot when he was done. Logically coming out of the restroom before his mother, Finn sat down on the floor. His head snapping up after hearing childish laughter, he rose to his feet and ran to find the brown-eyed girl.
He ran for long, passing many stores and weird people, although none of them seemed to mind his running around on his own. Nobody can blame them, Finn really didn't have the looks nor height of a nine-year-old. His run was brought to a halt when he saw a little pink dress climbing in a black car on the other side of the street, looking outside trough the entrance door. Feeling helpless, he laid down on a bench, closed his brown eyes and started sobbing.
In the meantime, his mother had gotten worried and was heading to the information center, asking sitting people if they had seen her son. The answers she received were very vague and, when she got to the information booth, the lady behind the counter diffused the most cliché lost child announcement ever "Finn Hudson, if you hear this, report to any employee of this mall and they will get you back to your mom."
The announcement did no good, but Carole Hudson looked all over the shopping center for her son. When she finally found him, he was asleep under the bench on which he had been crying earlier ― figures he must have rolled off the edge. She picked him up and hugged him, on the verge of weeping. Half asleep, Finn murmured "Mommy, I really wanted to find her. She is too pretty to be sad".