an~ yeah... i really dont like nottingham but whatevs. feel bad for the bad guyish, i guess. i think spider was that, too. nottingham pov.
I have only given in one time in my life. I never gave up on capturing Robin Hood, no matter what that book will make you think. I was only set back temporarily. But, there was a time, once when I gave up.
Flashback:
I was riding on my horse, a fine white stallion, when a red carraige covered in pink hearts drove in front of me.
"Move!" I cried.
An extremely ugly woman poked her head out of the side of the carraige. "NO! You can wait!"
"For how long?" I asked. "You're not moving!"
"I've noticed that, thank you." The woman said.
"Well?" I said after a pause.
"Well what?" She asked.
"Are you going to move?" I asked exasperatedly.
"No."
"Why not?" I asked.
"I quite like it here, thank you." She replied.
"I would like to go, please!"
"I'm not going to move."
"Some of us have places to go, you know!"
"Can't you be patient?"
"NO! You've been blocking the road for 15 minutes!"
"I'll stay here for much longer than that!" She said.
"Why?"
"Because you're being rude."
"So, if I apologize, will you move?"
"I'm not speaking to you." She turned up her nose.
I sighed, pulled out my handkerchief, grabbed a stick off a nearby tree, and stuck th handkerchief on it. Then I rode up and held it towards her.
"What is that?" She asked me.
"It's a white flag." I replied. "It means I give up. you win."
She smiled. "Very well, you can go."
That was the only time I gave in. It was worth it. It started a partnership of neccessity, and let me go on to my meeting without being late. But I will never make or use a white flag again.