Title: Outlaws2006 - Chapter Eleven: Will you do it with me?
Rating: PG
Author: moonmajik and Tanya
Synopsis: Robin and his gang of outlaws, plus Guy of Gisnborne and the Sheriff, get swept 800 years into the future, to the year 2006, into the ladies bathroom of a Starbucks Coffee House. Follow their journey as they get to grips with their new surroundings. Based on the BBC's 2006 Robin Hood.
Pairings: Robin/OC, Will/OC, Alan/Djaq
Disclaimer: We do not own Robin Hood or any associated comments, such as "We go to Nottingham" or "Not being Funny, but..." Especially do not own the Sheriff. Damn. We do, however, own Charli and Tanya. In the later Chapters, there may be other characters that we own.
The outlaws crowded in to the sports hall behind Charli, with Tanya drawing up the rear. The hall was large, with several trampolines, two DMT's, a tumble track, uneven bars and a large foam pit. Charli waved at two benches to one side.
"Sit over there. Behave. Two hours." She muttered in short sentences, as she removed her tracksuit. Her leotard was bright pink, and had been a birthday present from Tanya and two of her other friends.
"Charli, are your friends training?" The club treasurer materialised behind them, clutching her money tin.
"Err- no." Charli said firmly, as she handed over the subs for the evenings training. The outlaws, most of who had been staring around the hall in wonder since they had walked in, one of whom had been unable to tear his eyes from Charli since she had taken off her tracksuit, all began to protest.
"Why not?" Robin asked.
"Yeah, I want to have a go." Alan agreed. "Go on Charli. Let us." Charli just blinked at them.
"What?"
"Can we Charli?" Will smiled hopefully. "It does look like fun" He had torn his gaze from Charli at a nudge from a smirking Tanya, and was now watching a young gymnast on the trampoline.
"You really want to have a go?"
"YES!" chorused all the men. Tanya shrugged.
"Let them Charli. God knows I could do with a rest, and if they are training with you, then they won't be sitting with me! Plus, it will be so funny to watch."
"Fine. But please, watch for a while first. You might change your mind." Determined, not to change their minds, the men reluctantly sat down on the benches, and Charli began to warm up.
Much, who had happily been daydreaming about the day he would learn to drive, tuned back into the conversation as Charli agreed to let them have a go.
"What are we having a go at?" He asked. When he received no answer, he happily went back to daydreaming about that car, the bath all but forgotten.
Tanya found herself sat next to Robin, who wanted the answer to the question he had asked earlier.
"What exactly is DMT?"
"Its that…thing…over there," she pointed towards the piece of equipment. "I'm not sure, but I think it stands for Double Mini Tramp. Either that or Demographic Transition Model." Her wit was lost on Robin, and she sighed, and continued explaining, the other Outlaw's listening intently. "They are trampolines over there, and the DMT is really a small version of them. You bounce on it." She informed them, as Charli began her run up for her first pass. "Watch Charli."
Her first pass of the training session always a mess, Charli went for an easy jump, stretch jump mount, tuck jump on and straddle jump off, but even this had the Outlaws gasping in a mix of admiration, terror and awe.
"How does she jump that high?" Little John asked.
"Its elastic," Tanya said, before yawning widely and leaning back against the wall.
"What's elas…" Little John began to ask, but Robin cut him off.
"Can we get our hands on that? Can you imagine Will, no longer having to climb over the walls of Nottingham Castle? We could simply jump instead! Will?" Will was watching Charli through his fingers, biting his lip, ignoring those around him.
For her next pass, Charli attempted something slightly harder. She threw her tucked back somersault forward slightly too far, and landed with her heels on the edge of the DMT. Unable to stop the bounce without injuring herself, she slipped of the DMT and disappeared. There was laughter from her peers, but Will shot off the bench and ran towards her. The other Outlaws all stood up to, out of concern for Charli, but mainly because they were shocked to see Will run so fast.
Will arrived at the DMT to see find Charli lying on her back, supported by foam, laughing wildly.
"Are you alright?" He panted, peering over the edge.
"Fine!" She gasped, overcome with a fresh set of giggles as she saw how much he was out of breath. "Did you just run all the was down here?"
"No." Will tried to back track. "I was just concerned about you."
"He ran!" Robin appeared behind him. "Faster than I've ever seen him run before."
"He wants to lurve you," Tanya sang delightedly. "He wants to saaave you. He wants to hold –oof!" She was cut off mid song by a piece of foam sailing out the pit, narrowly missing Robins left ear and hitting Tanya straight in the nose.
"Will, can you please help me out of here, so that I can throttle her?" Tanya let out a mock gasp and hid behind Robin while Will reached down into the pit to pull Charli free. With a wicked grin, Charli jerked her hands towards her, causing Will to topple into the pit.
The young man gave a yell as he found himself upside down and surrounded by the soft, squidgy material. He righted himself, and turned to face a grinning Charli. Tanya and Robin were laughing at the top of the pit. Will had just orientated himself when he was hit in the face with a piece of foam. Charli stood in front of him, holding the offending item with a smirk on her face. He hit her back with another piece.
"This is war!" She grinned and launched a full-scale attack, chucking bits of foam towards him, and managing to hit him with every fourth piece she threw. Will, not surprisingly, had a very good aim.
"Would you children mind stopping messing around and getting out the pit?" Charli's coach frowned at them, peering over the DMT. "I think its time your friends joined in Charli, if they are going to cause trouble."
"Yes!" Robin grinned, bounding back over to the others and pulling them up by the hands. Charli, pulling herself out of the pit, turned to Tanya.
"When did Robin turn so childish?" She shrugged.
"I think it's cute!" She smiled. The girls began walking back to the top of the Run up, where Robin had excitedly gotten the outlaws lined up.
"I know you do. May I also remind you about you so called boyfriend? What was his name? Henry? Harold?" Tanya rolled her eyes.
"Harry…and what about you and Will? Have you forgotten about Darren?"
"Darren who?" Charli teased. "Will!" She gasped, spun on the spot and jogged back to the pit, where the outlaw was struggling to get out. "Tanya, give me a hand!" Both girls reached down and helped the embarrassed man out. "Don't worry Will, it's almost impossible to get out of that if your not used to it. Tanya tried once. It took her an hour."
"But I got out, didn't I?" Tanya defended herself as they walked back.
"Alright guys. Its really very simple – you run and jump – Robin!" The eager man had started sprinting down the run-up. Charli swore and started running after him, hoping she wouldn't have to get a spatula and scrape him off the floor. Tanya determined to bring the video camera next time they brought the outlaw's training, laughed out loud at his boldness. What a quick way to get £250 by sending the footage into 'You've Been Framed.' Charli skidded to a halt as Robin jumped ungracefully onto the small trampoline.
He gave a yell as he attempted his favourite trick, and turned himself upside down in the air. Unfortunately for Robin, he hadn't got the hang of turning himself all the way over, and his yell turned to a scream as he fell head first into the pit. After seeing for herself that he was okay, Charli couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Robin's legs sticking out of the pit, as he kicked them back and forth, trying to stand up.
"Stop laughing and help me!" Robin tried to shout, but the foam muffled it and all Charli could hear was, "Smmm Lau amm 'lp 'e," which caused her to laugh harder, and weakly collapse on the floor.
When Charli had managed to collect herself and stop laughing, Robin had righted himself and managed to wade over to her. She helped him out and they began walking back, to jeers and shouts of laughter from Robin's friends. Charli, between bursts of laughter, as she kept picturing his legs poking up out of the phone, explained to him that he needed to tuck tighter into a ball if he wanted to land upright. Or at least facing the right way.
Little John, discouraged by Robin's antics, refused to have a turn, claiming that he would break it. Alan stayed safe by only doing straight jumps, and still managed to mess it up by wobbling all over the place and nearly missing the pit when he dismounted. Much was slightly more daring, and tried a shape, a tuck jump to be precise, but he caught his foot on the DMT on the way down into the pit, and landed face first in the foam, mimicking the position that Charli had landed in earlier.
This time it was a giggling Tanya who helped him out of the pit. Charli took her turn next, and couldn't resist showing off with a double back somersault on and a rudi –or one and a half twisting front somersault – off. Then it was Will's turn. The outlaw look scared stiff, but obviously did not want to chicken out and lose face in front of his peers, as John had done.
"Go on then Will," Charli came jogging back to pick up her drink. "Show them all how it is done."
"Will you do it with me?" He asked. Tanya raised her eyebrows at the innuendo in that particular sentence, and then at Charli's response.
"The bed won't like that." She smiled, fully aware of the reason of the smirking on her friends face. Tanya snorted. "It's too small to have to people jumping on it at the same time, the elastic will go funny. Ill run with you though," Will nodded, and Charli reached out and took his hand.
"Ready? Go!" The two of them started to run, and when they reached the DMT, Will jumped timidly onto the equipment. Expecting him to let go of her hand, Charli stopped. Will didn't do as she expected, and she pulled him backwards, causing him to stumble off the DMT. Reacting as she had done so many times when coaching the sport herself, Charli stepped in to stop him falling off. Unused to his weight, however, she only served to slow his speed, and the two of them tumbled to the floor in a heap.
When they had managed to get themselves sorted out and off the runway, it was Djaq's go. The 'small boy with a foreign accent' ran hastily down the track. Before Djaq could reach the DMT, he stumbled and fell, tripping over his own feet. There was laughter from the waiting outlaws, and Djaq rolled out the way, only to be zoomed past by Robin, who was eager to try out his somersault again.
The somersault was no less graceful than the first attempt, but due to a lot of arm flailing and tucking into a ball, he got all the way round. However, so keen was he to ensure that he did not land on his head, he remained tucked in the ball, over-rotated and landed on his face in the pit. Contrary to popular belief, this does hurt, and Robin trudged out of the pit with a bruised face and a bruised ego, to more laughter from his men and giggling sympathetic Charli.
"At least you got round!" She pointed out. Alan's second attempt was much more successful, and he managed to land on his feet in the pit, although, because he closed his eyes when he launched himself at the DMT, it was more luck than skill. Much decided to copy Robin. His somersault went widely wrong, causing him to crash land in the pit on his back.
This activity continued for some time, and it was while before Will was convinced to make the pass without clutching at Charli's hand. Robin, having landed his somersault three times, had found the joy of the trampoline, and Charli had gotten on the bed with him and the two of them were holding a small competition.
Tanya, worriedly, was spotting for them, but closed her eyes every time Robin attempted a new move. Charli had been inspired by how quickly he had picked up the somersault, and was now attempting to teach him fulls. With little success. Robin had landed on his head three times, on the end decks four times, and almost on Tanya twice. Not that she was counting.
The two hours were soon over, and the outlaws, tired and happy, made their way to the car once more. It took some persuading to get carsick Alan back in, but once he was reassured that he could sit by the window incase projectile vomiting would take place, he did get in. An excited Much was back in the passenger seat, a cramped Little John was back on the floor and a relieved Charli climbed into the boot.
Charli and Robin were arguing about who had won the competition. Tanya had declared Robin the winner, due to the fact that he had never seen a trampoline before that evening. Charli responded with: "You've seen POT Tanya! I bet he practices with the catapults, when Will launches him and Azim over the gates."
"What did I do?" Will twisted round to face her; at the same time Robin asked. "Who's Azim?"
"Not you. Different Will." Charli grinned at him. "Tanya," she called to the driver, "I can see that we are going to have to educate these men in the matter of POT and MIT." The slang for the two Robin Hood films gave the men confused expressions.
"Yes, but first we have to introduce them to James Bond." Tanya wiggled her eyebrows.
"Who's James Bond?" The outlaws cried together.
"Oh, no! Not Daniel Craig!" Charli moaned. Then she changed her mind. "Actually, can we get popcorn? I'll put up with Daniel Craig if we can have popcorn!"
Tanya put the car into first and moved away smirking. "Popcorn for Daniel Craig, you got yourself a deal." The outlaws simply gave up on asking any more questions as the girls babbled on and on all the way home.