Hello, This is my first attempt at fanfiction writing. So please excuse for any mistakes or if any thing does not seem right. It started out as a oneshot but I am thinking about turining it into a story. Contructive crtitism welcome. Enjoy and please review.

Thank you,

Soulprovider.

Djaq lay spread out on her bed.

Djaq laid spread out on her bunk. She lazily opened an eye. A faint light was slowly filtering through the camp. It was too early to be even thinking about
getting up. She closed her eyes and rolled over. She could hear Much muttering darkly as he wandered about his kitchen. He always seemed to be the
first up.
"I know you lot are awake, you know. You could always help me cook breakfast, or wash the pots or collect some firewood. Hello? Look I know you
can hear me, so why don't you just get up and do something useful."
Much's voice floated over the camp. No reply. Djaq smiled as Much went back to talking to himself about how ungrateful and lazy outlaws were. No one else seemed to bat an eyelid at the manservant's rant. Much growled and said something about being taken for granted before
heading over to the door of the camp. A cold blustering wind shot through as the cook left the camp, letting the door shut with a loud creak. Djaq groaned and
cursed in Arabic at the weather as she pulled her blanket closer around her.She yawned, it seemed like the perfect morning for a well-deserved lie-in.

About half an hour later Much returned with three buckets of water. Cursing as he tried to open the door to camp. It was not an easy task. He looked at
the group of outlaws still covered in blankets and snorted in disatisfaction. All of them looked content with just lying there dozing. They didn't look like they
would emerge for a while yet. Well, that is what they thought anyway. A small smile spread across his face, this was going to be fun! "Are any of you getting up
this morning? Because if I am correct this is wash day and on washday we wash."

A groan could be heard from under a pile of blankets which also contained one very sleepy carpenter.
"You don't say." Was Robin's sarcastic reply. Djaq smirked, their leader was defiantly not a morning person.
A grunt was all that could be heard from John. Which translated to mean,
"Much leave us alone to get some sleep and stop being so annoying."
The manservant humphed and said "Well then I will just have to do it myself." He then picked up the buckets of water and made his way over into the centre of the camp.

A high pitch squeal ripped through the air. Closely followed by a loud yell and very angry sounding John shouting at Much. Djaq sat up quickly and pulled the
blanket from the top of her head as she wondered what on earth was happening around her. A huge grin spread on her face at the sight that greeted her.

Much was standing in the centre of the camp with an empty bucket in his hand and two more by his feet. All in all, he was looking rather pleased with
himself. Djaq turned her head to her other comrades and burst out laughing. All three of them were stood up looking daggers at the manservant and were dripping wet from the torso downwards. They were all stood up with looks of horror and confusion written on their faces. Much's grin was slipping slightly and he gulped as he saw
the look on Little John's face. It looked as if John was about to cave his skull in.

Robin just stood there staring at him and just wondering what had come over his friend to make him act so out of character. "Much, what the hell did
for?" Robin said calmly considering he had just been drenched with cold water.
"Master, well I, you see that, errm. Sorry ok? I'm sorry" the manservant spluttered. His grin now faded to a look of that would not look out of place
on a small puppy that had just urinated on a carpet. At this reply Djaq burst out laughing, giggling as the men turned round to look at her.
"It's not funny Djaq" Will said looking at the woman with mild displeasure. "Why on earth did you do it Much?" as he shook his arms trying to
shake off the water that was making its way down his thin body.
"Marian told me to do it" was the reply.
"What, Marian told you to chuck a bucket of water over us all?" Robin said frowning slightly.
" Well no, not exactly. She told me I should stand up for myself more and not let you lot take me for granted. So she said I should do something about it." He said pointing accusingly at each of the slightly soggy outlaws.
Robin rolled his eyes at his friend and ran his fingers through his hair and sighed,"Much surely you could have told us how you were feeling without covering us
in water?"
Much mumbled a reply that faintly sounded like sorry before scurrying back to his kitchen away from John who was (still) glaring at him from his bunk.
"You need to change, you can't go on a delivery run like that, it looks like you've wet yourself," she said with a huge grin on her face.
John looked up at her "Not helpful Djaq." Will turned to her and frowned.

The Saracen was sitting by the fire shaking slightly as she tried to keep her laughter under control. She seemed to be finding the whole rather amusing,
probably due to the fact that she was still dry.
Robin had noticed this fact too. "Much? How come we get treated to a lovely bucket of cold water while Djaq gets away nice and dry?"
Much looked up at Robin and bit his lip as he thought about what to say.
"Well you see, we only have three buckets and well, you know how she is in the morning. She's like a bear with a sore head." Robin grinned and John nodded
in agreement.
At this point, Djaq stopped giggling and gave the cook her best death glare. To which he gulped, much to her satisfaction. "I am not bad tempered" she
replied sternly.

"What about the time I tried to wake you for watch duty and you nearly took my eye out!"
"That was an accident, anyway you should not have crept up behind me and scared me." Djaq replied hotly.
She turned away from Much and looked at Will as he finished pulling his dry jerkin over his torso. He saw her looking and blushed turning a crimson colour.
"So" said Will clearing his throat and turning to talk to their leader, "what are we doing today?"

"Well lads, you see a little bird told me some rather interesting news and I have aplan" was the archer's reply.

Okay then that is the first chapter. Ohh I almost forgot to thank Mizco for beta reading it for me. Please review.