For the 2010 Robin Hood drabblefest
Prompt: Guards; ye olde medieval night school
Summary: The guards consider getting educated. crack.
"I've been thinkin'," said Gary.
Fred stared at his comrade. "Bout what?"
They paused as a hooded rider entered the castle gates.
"Bout night school," Gary said. "Getting educated. There's classes, right, so you can get a better job."
"Better'n daytime at the gates?" Fred asked in amazement.
"Yeah. Indoors," Gary said in hushed tones. "Be nice in winter, guarding inside."
Fred mulled this over. "What kind of classes?"
"You know," Gary said. "Advanced Standing. Calling for reinforcements. Not getting lost in the castle. Swords and Daggers. And, um, Discretion."
"Discreton?" Fred asked, brow furrowed.
"Yeah," the erudite Gary said. "Like, not noticing when someone's in bed with someone they oughtn't be."
"I could do that," Fred said. "I'm good at not noticing stuff."
The rider galloped back past them at high speed.
"Oi, watch it," Gary said. "Honestly, some people. So, you want to sign up?"
"Yeah," Fred said as two more guards ran up yelling. "What's up, lads?"
"That was Robin Hood," Trevor said, panting. "Stole two silver candlesticks right off the dining room table he did!"
Gary shook his head. "And I thought you did that class in Guarding Silverware," he said accusingly.
Trevor and his friend hung their heads in shame.