Be My Valentine.
Chapter 1 – Snowball Fight.
Sherwood is not a good place to be in the winter, snow comes often, snaking it's way down through the naked trees and covering the floor in a beautiful but deadly white blanket. The sheer cold of the winds alone can kill off even the strongest of men, but when someone is determined, no one can stop them.
It was a cold and early February morning and a chilling breeze sped through Sherwood. A young woman sat on a small rock, resting after her long journey, long blonde hair blowing around her pale face as she chanted to herself,
"I will see him soon, I will see him soon."
She began to trudge on, the sludge and leaves that littered the forest floor slowing her progress, and still she chanted,
"I will see him soon, I will see him soon."
After walking miles and miles in the last week, the cold biting at her skin and her frail legs aching, Eve finally collapsed, grabbing her bag and pulling out a stale loaf of crusty bread she bit into it eagerly, well aware that it was the last of her stock.
Eve brushed her messy hair out of her face, laying down on the cold and hard ground, her brain longing for sleep and her eyelids beginning to droop she gave in, falling into a dreamless slumber, unaware that a storm was coming.
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Much awoke early that morning, unaware of what was going on outside he grabbed his bow and arrow, heading to fetch breakfast.
"Whoa!"
Much saw the snow that was steadily drifting down to the ground and jumped back in surprise. What would they do now?
"What's wrong Much?" Allan asked groggily.
"S…s…snow," Much stuttered, looking upon the forest amazed.
"Wow!"
All the outlaws, except Robin, got up amazed at the glittering white forest, starring in wonder at the frost covered trees and huge snow drifts surrounding the camp.
"Snowball fight!" Allan screamed as a snowball hit John and he began to run angrily after Allan.
Will and Djaq quickly joined in while Much went to Robin's side.
"Why don't you join in?" Much asked softly.
Robin said nothing, as usual. Ever since Marian's death some of the only words the mourning man would utter were those of his idea for a plan. He was hardly eating and Much was very worried about him, everyone was.
"You join in Much," Robin whispered hoarsely, "Have some fun."
Much smiled at his former master before running into what was now a snowball war and joining Allan and Will's side.
"That's not fair!" Djaq cried, "We've only got two people, Robin we need your help."
Everyone looked hopefully over to their leader, waiting for the cheeky grin that they hadn't seen since Marian had been killed, to appear on his face and for him to run down to them, aiming snowballs in every direction. But this didn't happen, Robin just ignored Djaq, walking out of the camp and away from his friends, a pained expression on his face, without another word.