If anyone objects to Luna having a relationship with Robin Hood because of his supposed immortality, let it be known that your objections will be heard and outright ignored. The same goes for making Lisa the main villain.
Chapter 10
The next day, everyone gathered at Robin's house in the cemetery for the celebration of Lincoln's birthday. Maria Santiago made her mother's famous tamales for lunch, Lori baked Lincoln's favorite kind of cake and also supplied Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream, and everyone else brought Lincoln a present. Robin was late, but only because he was returning from a heist.
"That man deserved it after what he's done to Lincoln and the other citizens of this town. He's a poor excuse for a lord if ever I saw one!" Robin argued in response to almost everyone's objections to him stealing.
"Dude, you seriously robbed Old Man Tetherby?" Lynn gawked in amazement.
"That I did. Make no mistake, this was my biggest heist since the stock market crashed in nineteen twenty-nine; those orphans couldn't feed themselves, you know!" Robin dumped his magical sack, and out poured a pile of silver eating utensils, gold-plated doorknobs, and gem-studded combs and hairbrushes. There was even a handful of diamonds plucked from a hanging chandelier.
"Dang, brah, you cleaned him out good," Luna praised.
"You would think so, wouldn't you? Unfortunately, this isn't even a quarter of what I found in that mansion. So, how much of the party did I miss?"
"Not much. Linc was about to open his presents," Luna said.
"Ah, good, good. Open everyone else's first, Lincoln, then I'll give you mine," said Robin. Lincoln did just that. Bobby gave Lincoln his old video game console to replace the one that Rita had smashed with a sledgehammer, and the twins gave him back his old comic book collection, which Lana found in the trash (Rita claimed that both items were "too masculine"). Leni gave Lincoln a whole new wardrobe courtesy of her employee discount at Reinigers, which included black leather jackets and other items that were far from what a girl would typically wear. Luna let Lincoln have her first electric guitar and promised to teach him how to play it. Luan gave Lincoln one of her joy buzzers, which she had re-wired to be used as a self-defense tool. Lynn gave him a hand-written coupon for free mixed martial arts lessons. Lucy gave him a belt with a polished rodent skull for a buckle (he decided not to ask where or how she had gotten it). Clyde and Ronnie Anne both pitched in to buy him tickets for an upcoming SMOOCH concert. Finally, Lily gave him a finger painting depicting how much she loved him.
"So, where's the one from you, Robin?" Luna asked.
"Don't worry, I have it right here...now which pocket did I...ah! Here we are! Now, Lincoln, it took me nearly a hundred years to find this, so I'll turn you into a newt if you lose it," Robin said and handed Lincoln a golden ring that somewhat resembled a high school class ring. Instead of a jewel, the face of the ring was inscribed with a coat-of-arms depicting four war horns pointing in four different directions away from a helmet in the center.
"What's with all the symbols?" Lincoln asked with curiosity.
"Lincoln, that is the signet ring of your ancestor, Abernathy of Clan Loud," Robin explained. He went on to tell the story of how he and Abernathy had first met precisely six hundred years prior. By the time he got to when Abernathy was executed by the Sheriff of Nottingham, everyone else was predictably dumbfounded.
"Wow, Lame-o, I never pegged you guys for being descended from royalty," Ronnie Anne finally said to break the silence.
"Neither did I," Lincoln said, slipping the ring onto the index finger of his right hand.
...
When Lincoln went back to school after the weekend, someone passed him a note in class that said to meet them by the flagpole out front. When he got there, his first clue that something was that the flag lay discarded on the grass. While he was analyzing the situation, a group of boys led by Chandler ganged up on him.
"You know, Linka, in the old days, women that dressed like men were tried as witches. Some were burned, but most were hanged. That's what we're gonna do to you: hang you from the flagpole!" Chandler announced. One of his friends looped the rope around Lincoln's neck while two more restrained him.
"What's going on here?" came the principal's voice, causing the boys to freeze in their tracks. "What do you think you're doing, strangling one of our students..." Lincoln dared to hope that he was safe. "...without inviting me?" Lincoln's hope crashed, and he began to struggle harder. The boys actually managed to tie off the makeshift noose and hoist Lincoln two feet off of the ground, when an arrow came out of nowhere with a piercing whistle and severed the rope. More arrows whistled out of the nearby woods, causing the boys and the principal to scatter. They all landed harmlessly point-down in the ground, indicating that they were only warning shots. The robed and hooded Robin came running out of the trees with his bow in hand.
"Are you okay, Lincoln?" he asked as he helped the twelve-year-old to his feet, his voice slightly muffled by the green scarf around the lower half of his face.
"I am now. Thanks for the save," Lincoln said, rubbing his sore neck.
"Don't mention it. Now hold still." Robin pulled a dagger from his boot and used it to slice away what was left of the noose. Together, the two of them gathered up Robin's arrows before walking into the woods.
"Uh, Robin? This isn't the way we usually go," Lincoln noted.
"No, but there's a special trick of mine that I want to show you. The look on Nottingham's face whenever I used it to escape kept the Merry Men laughing for hours!" Robin made several hand gestures, both hands encased in the glowing green vapor that was his manifested magic. Tree limbs bent of their own accord, and Lincoln found himself getting tossed between branches like a beach ball, the tree on the receiving end of each toss catching him surprisingly gently. Robin was traversing treetops himself alongside him, as nimble as a squirrel.
"How are you doing this?" Lincoln called in amazement.
"I'm at my most powerful when I'm close to nature. Why do you think the Merry Men and I built out hideout in the middle of Sherwood Forest?" Robin called back. The trees deposited Lincoln and Robin right at the edge of the cemetery, and they walked the rest of the distance to Robin's house.