A/N: It's rainy and cold and gross out all my stories are getting hefty updates.

"What are you watching?" Robin said, when he walked into Much's room.

"The Adventures of Robin Hood, shhh."

"What the—how old is this movie?"

"Came out in 1938," Much replied, not taking his eyes off the tv.

"There are sequins on Robin's tunic!"

"This is a classic movie!" Much protested. "Besides, I thought you'd like to watch your namesake in action."

Robin looked at him blankly.

"Put in something that was made in this century, please," he said.

Much frowned, but started flipping through his dvd collection.

He picked one. Robin shrugged.

"Never seen it. Is it good?"

"It's amazing," Much assured him.

Robin was asleep within the first fifteen minutes.

Much looked over grumpily. He realized he was tired, too, though, and wandered down the hall to the bathroom.

When he came back, Robin was gone.

"Oh, sure, just get up and leave," Much muttered.

He looked around and saw Robin's backpack was still there.

"Robin?" he called out, growing nervous.

"Oh my god, oh my god."

He grabbed his phone and fumbled to dial Marian's number.

"Robin's been kidnapped!!" he screeched.

It took him several minutes to convince Marian that it was a serious matter. She told him she'd be right over.

On her way, she called Allan.

"Are you with Robin by any chance?" she asked. "Oh, nothing, it's just Much lost him or something, I don't know. Just come to his room, okay?"

"Much, people don't get kidnapped in college," Marian was trying to tell him.

"Yeah, well people don't pick pockets either in college, but they do," Allan contributed.

"Not helping, Allan."

He shrugged.

Much kept whining, "Marian, he was here and now he's gone and it's all my fault, I left him alone and those guys must have snatched him and—"

"I'm not bein' funny but he's kind of big to be 'snatched' isn't he?"

"Not helping," Much snapped.

Allan gave up and sat on the floor.

He noticed Marian's bag was buzzing next to him.

"Hey—is your phone on vibrate?"

"I don't think so, why?" she asked.

He handed her the bag.

She reached in and looked at the phone. "Oh, I got a new text. . ."

Marian's face fell.

"It's from Guy."

Much tried to grab it from her.

"Let her read it!" Allan said.

"He wants me to come over," she said, rereading it.

"It's a trap! Oh my god! They probably run some black market organ harvesting operation and you're their new prey! You can't go Marian! We have to rescue Robin!"

Much was hysterical.

"You watch too many movies," Allan said, standing up.

"Ugh, this is getting ridiculous," Marian said, tossing her phone back in her bag.

"What are you gonna do?" Allan asked.

"I don't know."

"We have to find Robin!!"

"Will you just chill out?" Allan shouted at Much.

"I'm gonna go see what Djaq thinks," Marian said finally.

"Ooh, Djaq? Can I come with?"

"She already has someone, Allan," Marian chided.

"So?" he said, smiling.

"I'm coming too!" Much insisted.