Giftfic for: Symphonyflute

[tarotgal]

Title: Gift for Symphonyflute 2007
Author: tarotgal
Fandom: Robin Hood
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters or their world. Please don’t sue me. I’m just having fun and not making any money.
Summary: Robin finds himself sick and in Marian’s bed- how did that happen?
Notes: Happy holidays, Symphonyflute! This is a sort of mixture of several different Robin Hood fandoms. I tried to keep it as general as possible as far as people, settings, and circumstances so it wouldn’t contradict canon from any version too much. Hope it works.

Story: http://tgsrealm.beastlet.com/stories/Gift07Symphonyflute.html

Not as much drama as I'm sure you'd have liked (sorry again about that) but hopefully you'll like it nonetheless. I tried to make it as version-neutral as possible because the BBC series (which I'm not very familiar with) isn't my favorite and I didn't want to step on too much canon anywhere. Thanks again for writing me a F4 ficlet and for helping so much with the challenge. *hugs* Have a good rest of the year and a great 2008!

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The holiday season is officially over with this, my last gift. Much better than a scrapbooking kit, I can tell you that. I was going to go through my reactions like you did with your F4 fic, but I don't think I really reacted. I will go point by point though.

You posted the first part earlier, and I really wanted to know how he ended up, but I already told you. So moving on...

"A sneeze, sneezed loudly and somewhere to Robin's left, was cause for more concern."
Dude, if I were there, I would have to kill whoever it was. I'd track them down and kill them.
I love all the description of them surrounding Prince John's men and stuff. Yes, stuff is the actual term I'm using. I'm sick, I can do that.
"As the band walked home, taking a roundabout way to be certain there were no spies following or tracking them, "
These details are what make me love your writing.
"Robin Hood looked around at his men, trying to guess who the mysterious sneezer might have been. He attempted to picture each man in turn, squatting in the bushes, finger under his nose, trying to fight off an impending sneeze. Robin looked about his men for one whose nose might be a little pink or whose nostrils might be flaring still with the need to sneeze again. He would not ask, of course, and none of his men would answer truthfully even if Robin did ask."
They'd dare lie to Robin? How rude. And I love him being all suspicious and trying to figure out who it is.
"And all this imagining was making his own nose tickle madly. Robin scrubbed at it and looked about again, expecting to see someone else doing likewise, but finding no one. At any rate, Robin was less concerned about finding the sneezer and more concerned with what the sneeze had meant."
Yes, that's the only reason....
"Robin took his turn in the rotation as well, even when he felt exhausted as he had today. However, if their ranks were diminished by illness, Robin would be forced to patrol on every shift. "
He's such a good guy! I'm sorry but I'm just squeeing as I read this. So selfless and nice.
"Before he reached the spirits he hoped would raise his spirits, a sound stopped him in his tracks. "ihChoo! H'Choo!" Instinctively, Robin rubbed at his nose, assuring himself that he hadn't sneezed. His nose felt cold to the touch but not wet. Someone else's was, though, and as he veered off into the woods, he was determined to find out who. "
That's funny. Hmm, did I sneeze? I've totally done that before. Did I make muffins? Yeah genius, you made 3 dozen and brought them to the wrestling match. And in case you were wondering, you got pinned in 47 seconds.
"The two men stared at each other for a moment, and then Will had to raise his sleeve to his nose and rub."
No one will ever beat Robin Hood in a stare-off. Don't even try.

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"Robin nodded. The sneezes hadn't sounded too similar, and that didn't matter anymore anyway."
So observant.
Reluctantly but selflessly, Robin pulled the blanket from around his shoulders and made to drape it around Will's.
"He pulled the dark green material tightly around himself and bounced up and down a little until his shivering stopped."
No idea why, but I love him having a green blanket.
"I'll take over your watch shift."
Awwww.
"As Robin watched him go, he wished he could have asked for his blanket back. He had his bow and quiver of arrows, because he felt absolutely naked without them, but he hadn't thought to bring his dagger or sword with him. He clenched his teeth to keep them from chattering, but there was no stopping the rest of his body. He hugged his arms against his chest and settled back against the tree for what would surely be a long night. "
I'll keep him warm. Yes, I really just said that.
Tired as he felt, he managed to stay awake and relatively alert until the lightest rays of sunrise fell upon him through the dense forest. He never wanted to let his guard down, but he felt his eyes trying to close as warmth struck him.
""Robin?" Something smacked his cheek hard, and Robin winced."
Yeah, that's Little Johm for ya.
"He turned his head back and blinked, staring into a large chest."
Awkward...
*
"His hood up over his head."
Again, I don't know whay it's hot and yet...
"Little John, thankfully still healthy as a horse, nodded."
Thank goodness
"It's Marian," Robin said resolutely, though sniffling into his sleeve and clearing his throat. "I'm going."
Duh. It's Marian.
"You understand," he said with a cocky sort of smile. "Couldn't let this go without a fight. "
Ahem...EEEEEEEE!!
"About ten of his men, including Little John, Jack, and Alan, were all surrounding the cart and horses. They were unfastening the horses there and hitching their own to the cart, as well as keeping the sheriff's men at bay. "Ready, Robin!" One shouted. "
Hell yeah he's in charge.
"And though Robin would have loved to have been able to make a simple, grand getaway back into Sherwood forest, it was not to be. A fight broke out, and Robin soon lost himself to the clashing swords. Out of nowhere, a masked figure appeared, fighting on Robin's side, and Robin smiled to himself. Marian was as good a swordsman as many of his men and he was naturally glad to see her."
Awww
"Of course, he didn't want her to see him coughing his way through a fight or- worse- sneezing at just the wrong moment. He tried to keep his back to her, but being more aware of her made him less aware of everyone else. So Robin didn't see the man coming up behind him and would have felt more than just a nasty blow to the head of Marian hadn't gotten to him first. As it was, all he felt was pain and a strange falling sensation."
I love that he's got to appear all strong and stoic. *Happy sigh*

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"Robin lay back against the pillows, rubbing at his nose. He pulled the blankets up to his chin to hide himself as best he could, but Marian noticed he was uncomfortable and handed him a handkerchief. "What about your fiancé?" he asked coldly, rubbing a little more desperately at his nose.
"After the, ah, attack on my father, he understood my desire to stay here with Father instead of at the castle... assuming a few of my ladies stayed as well as insurance that I be watched in case the ruffians return." She smiled at him with amusement, but the smile began to fade. "Robin, I told you to sneeze quietly, not rub your nose raw as you try to keep from sneezing.""
Hehe.
"You should be resting," she said. "Sleeping out in the forest every night, it's no wonder you're ill."
Yeah, it should happen more often. Not gonna lie.
"Robin sniffed miserably. This was not how he would have liked to have made his way into Marian's room or her bed, but if she wanted him there, that was certainly a good enough sign for him. "All right," he agreed. Besides, he didn't feel much like getting up and hightailing it back to the forest just now. A bit of rest was exactly what he needed. Exhausted, he closed his eyes again. He murmured, "What should happen if-"
"Leave it to me. I'll make sure no one intrudes and that you're on your way while you still have the cover of darkness. I'll watch over you all night." Instinctively, she reached out and stroked his cheek, then pulled her hand back a second later.
He smiled but, for her sake, pretended he hadn't felt it. However, he was sure the memory of the touch would get him through this and many a cold night that were to follow."
*More happy squee-ing*

Stupid comment length restriction.

[(Anonymous)]

Dude. SO cute. The whole "it brought friends" line totally slayed me. Gotta be honest, while I loved RH when I was a kid, I haven't bothered with it since then. However, that doesn't mean it wasn't completely enjoyable.

The fact that you left it neutral was perfect - I know enough about Robin Hood that it was lovely and yummy, and I wasn't completely lost.

Yumz. ;)

snowshie