Lollipop
Little Varian was happy to be exploring the streets of Corona. He'd been cooped up in bed for 2 days while he got over a cold, but it had felt like forever. Thankfully his father had decided that he could go out today and look at the shops as long as he didn't touch anything. (Things had a habit of breaking when Varian touched them, although he always did his best to put them back together.)
His eyes were drawn to Monty's sweet shop. Having just gotten back his appetite and his sense of smell, he was enticed. So many tasty sweets, fancier and probably yummier than anything he could get at home and he liked the ham sandwiches and apples he regularly ate well enough. But these candies and sweets, they were something special.
He was still eyeing the sweets, when a teenager walked up to him. "What are you looking at, kid?" the teen asked.
Varian pointed to his favorite candy, a swirly yellow (probably lemon flavored) lollipop.
"You want some candy? Well then you're in luck." the teen told him. "I will give you this lollipop in exchange for something cool, anything really." he offered.
Varian was torn. He wasn't really supposed to talk to strangers, and he didn't have any money or anything else on him that he knew the teen would like. But on the other hand, he really, really wanted that lollipop and he'd been good all day while his father ran important errands in town...
"Nothing? Well then you can't have the lollipop, kid." the teen dismissed him.
That wasn't fair! Varian had hardly been given enough time to make a decision, and if he had thought long enough he might have been able to come up with a trade, but now the offer was gone. And so Varian did what any 4 year old would do given the situation.
"Waaaah!" Varian cried.
The older boy panicked at the little one's tears. "Alright just take it. Take it!" he thrust the lollipop into Varian's eager hands.
"Flynn Rider!" a voice boomed.
"Gotta go. Pleasure doing business with you, hairstripe." the mysterious teen said as a goodbye.
Varian looked at his lollipop with pleasure. A delicious sweet and it had been given to him by a man called Flynn Rider! Could it really be the same hero from the stories in the library? Varian could hardly believe his luck as he licked his delicious lemon flavored lollipop.
THE END
This was inspired by a beautiful comic from well-love-has-failed-me. I only hope I did the artwork justice. This is the 'Variantology' third prompt 'childhood'.