Hello there! :) I'm Linny and as far as I can remember I haven't actually written any Robin Hood fanfiction before, though I've done a little bit of editing for people.
The structure is loosely based on the collection of Lord of the Rings fanfics, "The Very Secret Diaries" by Cassie Claire, which are much better and funnier than anything I've ever written so you should definitely give them a read if you like this. I've tried not to completely copy her work though heh.
This is supposed to be a lighthearted look into the mind of Allan (I've never really been any good at angst), I hope you enjoy it! This excerpt is based on the first episode of the third series, so if you haven't seen it, don't read any further!
Here you are, this is how I imagine the diary of Allan to be lol.
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The Super Secret Diary of Allan A Dale
Day 1:
Back from Holy Land. Have a fabulous tan. Sad that Will and Djaq are gone.
Robin is in a right bad mood. Suspect it's because his girlie got stabbed, but not sure. She deserved it really, was far too pretty.
Dinner tonight tasted like the Sheriff's socks. Don't ask how I know, but it involved a lot of ale, the local baker and fifteen nuns in floral dresses.
Must get Much a new cookbook.
Day 3:
Missing Will, nobody to make me any friendship bracelets anymore.
Wonder if John will make me one.
Day 7:
Robin still moody. He says he doesn't need us.
Whatever, we all know that he still can't even tie his own shoelaces. Much says we must play along though.
Am getting much more attention from the village girls since Will left. Now realise why John's been so cheerful.
Day 8:
Robin got himself thrown in a river. Stupid boy. Hoping I'll inherit his straighteners, no doubt Djaq will try to claim them. Will have to collect all the pigeon post for the next couple of weeks.
Also, Guy of Gisbourne now looks like a girl.
He always did like Dressing Up Wednesdays in the castle, but I never thought he'd share it with the public.
Day 9:
Me and John are off to find Robin's body. Don't worry, I've got some rubber gloves to get me through.
Thinking of learning to play the Lute. Found one amongst Robin's belongings, he would have wanted me to have it, for sure.
Day 10:
We pulled Much out of a ditch. No idea what he was doing in there, hadn't realised that he'd even left us.
Heard Sherriff shouting soon afterwards, assume the two events are related.
Day 11:
Apparently Robin is still alive. Some big holy chap came called Tuck and told us so.
Find him suspicious, but noticed he wears a friendship bracelet. Will trust him for now.
If Rob's alive I might have to give up Lute. Bit of a shame really, have already learnt to play "Row Your Boat".
Day 12:
Being lured by the bracelet was a mistake. Am definitely in a dungeon right now.
Get the distinct impression that the Sheriff does not like me.
Whatever, he smells anyway.
Day 13:
They're going to kill us.
Well hurray.
Day 14:
Turns out Robin's not dead. Good times.
Have been told to return Lute. Bad times.
Sun went dark. Freaked out.
Day 15:
Have stolen Lute back and learnt to play "London Bridge is Falling Down".
Asked John to take me to London to see the fallen bridge, but he keeps insisting that we go to Nottingham. Ugh. I live amongst such ambitionless tramps.
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Please let me know what you think :) It's been such a long time since I've written anything lol.
