"Today we are joined by six outlaws and three nobles, from 1192." Jeremy Kyle gave a slightly dubious look into the camera, as he introduced the audience to today's topic, "Each one with they're own problems, although each of them all coming back to relationships, and problems with each other." Jeremy swallowed, an aggravated sigh escaping him, as he knew how hard today's episode would be. "Anyway, let's welcome on our first guest for today, he's the leader of a gang of outlaws, who steal from the rich and give to the poor. Please welcome Robin 'golden balls' Hood!" The audience clapped as they watched the little archway where everyone expected Robin to emerge from, although when no one came the applause faded slightly. Then a fanfare of trumpets cut through the dying silence and gasps emerged as from the lighting rig swung none other then himself; Robin Hood. Using his bow he almost flew across the studio, before dropping landing directly in the blue armchair. Upon his face was slapped the biggest smug smile ever seen this side of ITV. Robin dipped his head in thanks to the rapturous applause he was receiving. Jeremy, ever so slightly disgruntled by the fact that Robin was receiving much more attention than he was, he turned to Robin, a scowl already placed upon his features and his arms were firmly crossed over his chest. "So Robin. Do tell us all why you're here."
"No idea Jeremy." Jeremy's face became slightly shocked, as his brow furrowed with some confusion also. "You don't know why you applied to come on this show?"
"Nope. I just received this letter telling me some poor peasants needed rescuing from one of the Sheriff's plans, and so here I am, although I cannot see any peasants." Robin twisted his head in vain, trying to spot a medieval peasant, when someone in the audience caught his eye. "Aha!" He cried leaping from his chair he ran into the audience grabbing a woman wearing very dull clothing. "I have saved you peasant! The sheriff shall not take your babies!"
"Robin, that's not peasant."
"It's not?" Robin's hand was still held tightly around the terrified woman's arm. Jeremy shook his head, "No, it's just a woman with very bad fashion sense." Robins face dropped as he let go of her, making his way a little thoughtfully back to his chair. He stroked his stubbly chin in thought for a moment, before looking back to Jeremy, a look of slight epiphany on his features. "So this was all a trick to get me into your blue room?" Jeremy ran an exasperated hand over his face. "Obviously." He grumbled. "Anyhow, I believe that you have a few relationship issues, and that is the reason you're here." Robin nodded softly, "So, how was your childhood?"
"It was good Jeremy thank you, and how was your childhood?" Jeremy was slightly taken a back, "My childhood?" Robin nodded, "Well, it was alright I suppose…."
"And how did that make you feel?" Robin began leaning forward as if interested in what Jeremy had to say. Jeremy was about to answer when it dawned on him; Robin was trying to steal all the limelight from him. "Hey, stop trying to steal my show!"
"Yeah Hood! Stop trying to take over all the time!" The voice boomed from the leather-clad man who now had suddenly appeared on stage. Jeremy gave another aggravated sigh, "Sir Guy, will you please remain from the main studio until you are introduced."
"But why do I have to come on after this goody two shoes?"
Jeremy just signalled to the security guys who 'escorted' Gisbourne from the stage. "I think it's time we took a break, in the next half we meet the other outlaws, to discuss how their problems have affected Robin."