Evolution - A Robin Hood BBC fanfiction
Chapter 3: Add a little explosion into your life
Lady Marian and Gavin carried onwards on the two horses. Lady Marian was unusually looking very pale. Gavin kept trying to understand why there was a violin and a french accordion on his horse, Cream Pie.
"There is so much stuff here! Look! A bag of beans and a harmonica! There is something..."
"You still don't see do you Gavin" Marian said. She was clutching the sword necklace to her body.
Gavin turned to her.
"If we are going to come across every bowsman who looks like your father and cry, we might as well cellotape your eyes!"
Gavin quickly shook his head and added,
"No offense intended Miss. I don't know what came over me"
"No! Did you see the way they were dressed Gav?" "Yeahhhh..."
"They were dressed like we are"
She was waving her arms and pointing back from the way they came to Gavin, waiting for an answer. "Sorry I don't get it my lady"
She sighed.
"If we are in what looks like a different place and we meet people who could not have possibly gone to the reinactment fair, then that means only one thing..."
Gavin was ignoring her now. He knew it was going to be some boring fact he already knew. But he was wrong.
"We have gone back in time"
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Meanwhile, Allan was thinking of his old childhood friend. A girl who hated dresses if his mind served right. He couldn't remember much, only tiny little memories of when they made bets and competitions. Alot of the memories involved her father teaching him how to use a bow and arrow. Somehow one day they all disappeared. He never found out why. But something seemed not right about the two travelers. Allan thought that "Mark" was her but then dismissed it as Will shook Alan snapping him out of his trance.
"Come on! We are going to Locksley Hall"
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"No offense Miss but you are losing your mind! It must be the toffee apples" Gavin said quickly. Lady Marian had now taken down her hood and dismounted Black Lighting. She lead the black horse to the left hand side, and began to inspect the possesions they had mysteriously aqquired.
"I suggest that we find out what time period it is then if we have..." Gavin started to wave his arms spookily whilst saying "...gone back in time"
"Hey Gav! I found a guitar here! We could have a jam down!"
"You weren't listening to me there were you?"
Lady Marian turned around. She had a bright smile on her face. She certainly knew how to change from depressed to happy very quickly.
"Nope! Although since we have gone back in time, I suggest we try some of the "Local specialities" don't you?"
"You have seriously gone bonkers my Lady"
"Ahhh but you see Gav!..." She pulled Gavin closer
"I have never been more sane in my life. Plus there have stranger things that have happened to us! Remember when we thought I lost my legs?"
"And when we ate that radioactive cream-pie..."
"Preseisly! Also do you remember when our nightmares became a reality for 1 week?"
Gavin felt a chill down his spine
"Ohhh I could not stand those pink spiders"
"Anyway Gav, this is my idea. If we say... pretend to be the royalty of another country for a couple of days and trick the "boss" around here, we could try and find out some mysterious things that history has not written!"
"Like what?"
"Well if my calulations are correct on time period, the REAL story of Robin Hood"
"Fine then! Let's just "pretend" to be royalty, lie to some ruthless boss, try to find out about Robin Hood, try some stuff they have, not be imprisoned and or tortured, have a jam down and go home in time for dinner is what you are saying isn't it?"
"Well if it is good, we might spend a week here! Plus you need a holiday"
"But you have a bet with Gisbourne tomorrow! Remember? You bet the whole of your inheritance on it?"
"What was the bet again?"
Who can drink two bottles of window cleaner and brake fluid and shoot an arrow 100 feet the closest to the mark"
"Oh that's easy! Nah silly prat Gisbourne can wait! I want to go History searching" And with that, Marian took a fiddle, handed Gavin the Guitar and Mounted Black Lighting.
"Gisbourne is your boyfriend miss"
"He needs space. It won't work if there is no space. And besides this...It will be like Doctor Who! and now we must think of a country to rule..." "Um, Germany? We can rule a province?"
"Might as well say we are from the south"
"Sounds good to me! You can be lord Mark and I your father Lord Gavin"
"Hmmmmm... as long as I don't have to wear a dress that's fine by me but I will have to cut my hair then" She looked at her shoulder length hair sighing
"No you don't!" he grabbed a wig out of the bag
"gav your'e brill you know!" Lady Marian put the short brown wig on her head, tucking in her own hair into it.
"How do I look? This is a GOOD wig! Doesn't itch"
"I thought I was looking at a boy"
"Thanks gav
"Mark" began to play the fiddle on black lighting
"Let's see where the road takes us"
"So miss?"
"Yup?"
"Does it mean those outlaws are..."
"Oh yup"
"Golly. THAT'S why the archery!"
"Had to see which one Robin was. Man he looks better than I thought. But gav you need to start saying 'son'. Shame he is related."
"clever MY SON but i think a romance in 12th century behind your boyfriend's back is shameful."
"fine then DAD...ooh ummm... can I just say gav?"
"Well"
"No! Have to get over it. Let's go d-d-d-dad!"
And off they went along the road, playing their instuments as they went.
"Although we could say I'm the doctor and you are Rose Tyler, Gavin"
And with that Mark heard grumblings from her servant and began to chuckle as they rode on.
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"Hey Allan, you alright?"
"umph"
"what?"
"I SAID YEAH. I'm fine"
Diaq was worried about Allan. And Robin. Neither of them were taking their loss too well. Allan's lost of his brother, and Robin's loss of Marian to GUy of all people. At this point, Guy was being dragged back to the hideout by an angry Robin, who was kicking him every couple of steps.
"want to talk about it?"
"YeeeeNO!"
"Fine then"
And it was at that point a huge boom! was heard off in the distance followed by the smell of fire and screams.
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"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT MISS"
"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT POWDER WAS DYNEMITE!"
"WHEN YOU BLEW UP THE HALL!"
"WELL I..."
"THEN AFTER THAT, YOU HAD TO FEED IT TO THE CHICKENS!"
"let's not picking over details. what is done is done."
"PICKING OVER DETAILS! WE ARE BEING DRAGGED TO PRISON BY SOLDIERS...FOR BLOWING UP A BUILDING! THAT IS NOT DETAILS"
"THEY ARE IN MY EYES AND WE WOULDN'T BE BEING DRAGGED OFF IF YOU WENT AND GOT THE SOLDIERS HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE"
Gates and roofs were on fire, soldiers trying to calm down residents nearby and in the middle of it, two big soldiers were dragging off Mark and Gavin backwards and onto tblack lighting and cream pie. The horses were tied to the soldier's horses and led up to Nottingham. Gavin was screaming the whole way there.
"I DON'T WANNA DIE, I DON'T WANNA BE TORTURED, I DON'T WANNA DIE, IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I AM NOT TO BLAME..."
Mark was quite peaceful sitting on her horse playing on the fiddle. She thought about running away, but thought against it as she was a bit tired. She thought about saying she was a girl, but realised she would need to get into a dress then. She chose to stay there.
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Allan looked back at the burned down locksey hall and sighed as people ran around trying to calm down the flames. No one known was burnt in the fire.
"Who would cause such havoc?" said Will.
Allan was sure it was Robin, well why wouldn't it be? Then Djaq said
"Who is screaming?"
Robin had turned around to see the burning Locksley hall and the people surrounding it. He didn't know how to react. Then he saw the two familiar horses being dragged. One of them screaming for mercy, the other playing some sort of instrument in sadness.
"We have to help them!" Much said
"They will executed! and will be blamed for this also" Will said pointing to Guy
"Not stopping. finish this first" Robin said pointing back to carrying Guy back towards the forest.
"You can't leave them to die! They gave me toffee apples and stuff" said Much
"They could be the sherrif's men for all we know" Robin replied
"But what if they are not. You can torture Guy but I am going to rescue them" said Much
"Me too" said Allan.
"That's the first proper thing I heard you say today Allan" said Will
"You can do your rescuing but I am going to find out some information" and with that Robin stomped off dragging Guy. Everybody else stood speechless until
"Okay then let's go and rescue some toffee apple people!"
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"I'm trapped in a cell! I'm trapped in a dirty cell! I'm trapped in a smelly dirty cell! I'm trapped here and it's all your fault!...with respect err...miss"
As Gavin had so lightly put it, they were trapped in a cell together, in the dungeon of Nottingham Castle. Mark was staring at the ceiling as her manservant had continued about life and how it was her fault stuck in this situation. Granted that she did blow up what the guard said was Locksley hall, with dynamite she claimed to be chicken feed and a match to burn back together the rope on her horse. No one was hurt of course, but black lighting got a huge fright. She still had her belt full of gear in bundles and all her limbs so that was alright. She leaned against the cell door and pulled out a wooden harmonica from her belt. New things were appearing all the time! Gavin continued to complain
"...Some butlers get hardly the stuff I get! Imagine the embarrasment I get at the aristocratic butler's christmas party when I tell them what I did in the year! And now I am stuck in a cell that smells of wee because of this and it is the 12TH CENTURY! I am stuck in a 12TH CENTURY, dirty, wee smelling..."
Mark looked across from her and saw a little man in the cell, and he looked terrible. Gavin was now in a world of his own
"I am now not going to talk! it is just terrible." And gavin crossed his arms and lent on the wall with his back to Mark.
"Oi!" Marian called to the man. He looked up
"Yeah you!"
"What?" he said quietly
"What's ya name?"
"John"
"Hi John! I'm called Mark"
"That's nice"
"How long have you been here"
"Too long"
He wasn't much of a talker but then beggars can't be choosers. There were 3 other cells she could see from her cell. Each with their own little person huddled up in a corner. And 3 was just enough. She knew there were heaps more out of her sight, but 3 was good for now. When the guard left, Mark walked over to Gavin
"I'm sorry Gav, I really am."
"I suppose you were just being you miss"
"Enough of the wishy washy talk now. I have a plan"
Gavin raised an eyebrow at Mark. And on that note she walked back to the gate and whispered to John, handing over her bag of coins she had whilst saying
"Are you musical at all?"
To be continued