There have been no reviews for my wonderful Robin Hood story! Oh, woe is me!

Humanities Teacher (who deserves naught but to die): that is incorrect grammar, young lady! the corrent grammar is woe is I, not woe is me! Ophelia was wrong all the way around!

the Devil's Sister: oh, shut up, Mrs. _________ (she may be evil but I won't reveal her identity on the internet. That would give away what school I went to and all that good stuff that stalkers would like to know...otherwise I'd tell you her name). tee hee! I've always wanted to say that!

Pammon: well you just did so get on with the story.

the Devil's Sister: you know, I never did write that peice of poetry I promised you I would...

Pammon: shutting up.


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The very next day, Robin, Little John and Will Stutely set out for the town of Nottingham. They were very well disguised as simple woodmen coming in from the country to have a drink or too from the local bar. The guard at the gate called out to them and asked them to identify themselves.
"Who art thou who seeks entrance into the town of Nottingham?" asked the guard upon their arrival.
"We are but simple woodsmen going to visit the bar." Replied the centermost of the woodsmen, who was garbed in a heavy brown cloak and had a patch over his left eye.
"Then I shall allow thee to pass. There is talk of Robin Hood coming into town and we can't risk him losing his way to the gallows once he gets inside Nottingham." The guard laughed at his own jest. Robin laughed as well, and he gestured for Will and Little John to do the same. "Well, be on thy way."
"By our Lady," thought Robin to himself. "'Tis not a bright guard that they have posted at the gates of Nottingham." And the three of them started off into the town.
"Master, how shalt we know where to find this Sir Fitzooth of the Mark?" asked Little John.
"I know not, Little John." Said Robin. "But I am sure that good Lobb does." And so the three outlaws set off to see Lobb. Will was a little uneasy but he kept his fears to himself, not wishing to be thought cowardly by his master and his master's most trusted man.
Will was right to fear, for he had once been captured while he was in Lobb's home as you may recall. For Lobb's neighbor, who goes by the name of Higg, was being paid very well to keep watch on Lobb's home. As the three outlaws entered the home of the cobbler, Higg squealed in delight at the thought of the riches he would be paid for the capture of three of Robin Hood's men. He ran off hotfoot to squeal on his neighbor just as he had squealed in delight.
Lobb was quite surprised at the arrival of the outlaws at his door for he did not truly expect them to do as they had said. He immediately pulled them inside and barred the door.
"Why hast thou come into Nottingham, Robin Hood?" asked he in a shaky voice. "For I did not truly expect thee to come into town."
"I have simply done as I said that I would." Replied Robin. "Now good Lobb, can you tell Little John, Will and I where to find Sir Fitzooth of the Mark?"
"Ay, Robin. He is staying with the sheriff and is his guest of honor." Replied Lobb.
"By our Lady, hath he not a more creative place to stay?" jested Robin.
"Who art thou, who dares to disturb the home of a simple cobbler?" came a voice from the doorway. Robin spun around and saw the form of a man in the doorway.
"Master, 'tis Sir Fitzooth of the Mark!" cried Little John.
"Ay," replied Robin. "It looks as though he hath found us first."
"Shall we attack, master?" asked Will Stutely. But before Robin could answer, ten-fold's worth of men charged in through the doorway. The outlaws were taken by surprise and could do naught but dash hither and thither in attempt to escape. Eventually they made it outside but were faced with yet another wave of the Sheriff and Sir Fitzooth's men.
"Will! Little John! Separate!" cried Robin Hood. "We must try to split them in hopes that one of us may escape to warn the rest of our fellow outlaws!"
"No, master! I shalt not allow thee to go out alone!" cried Little John, remembering the one other time when he had parted with his master. But Robin was already lost in the crowd. Little John tried to go after him but Will Stutely grabbed him and said, "Little John! He will escape! Is he not Robin Hood?"