Robin Riddick: Chapter One-Merry Goggle Headed Men

As the three golden suns rose over the vast Sherwood Forest the camp of Robin Riddick began to stir. Robin Riddick, that bald headed, green tight clad hero of the people; defender of the elderly, the sick, the poor, yada, yada, yada. You get the point. Robin who fought the evil Prince Johns with the help of his Merry Goggle Headed Men, the first of which was just waking up.

Jumping down from the top of the trees was Jack Scarlet. Though short and gangly for his age, Jack was the finest archer in all of Sherwood, second only to Robin. Jack busied himself with preparing breakfast for Robin and the rest of the Merry Men. (Preparing breakfast consisted of running around the campsite trying to bang any living thing in sight over the head with a frying pan.)

Slowly the other Merry Men awoke, but weren't entirely merry do to the all night bender they'd been on the night before courtesy of Paris Sheriff of Nottingham, and the wine they'd stolen from him the day before. it was a nice drop too.

Soon sober Friar Imam and his three monks repelled down from the trees. Clad in bright colored robes of red, orange, and yellow with white turbans topping they're heads.

The friar and his monks had been loyal to Robin ever since he had saved they're monastery/casino “New Mecca” from being repossessed, by the Sheriff, for lack of paying they're taxes. As they all sat down to a large breakfast of squirrel on a stick, (squirrel being the only animal Jack ever seemed to be able to knock unconscious) Robin came swinging in on a vine. (I know your thinking it's a forest why are there vines? But if you are thinking that stop it! It's a story; it's for entertainment purposes only! Stop being a party-pooper!)

Landing like a cat in front of the Merry Men he released a long boisterous laugh.

“Huh?” said the Merry Men in unity who were now looking up at Robin; confused looks on their faces.

"Why are you laughing like that", asked Jack looking a bit befuddled.

"It's just something that everyone who plays Robin Hood does, you know they laugh that laugh. Ah,ha,ha,ha!" Robin again bellowed out the strange and unnatural laugh.

"Oh." said the Merry Men in unison nodding their heads and doing loopti-loops with they’re fingers near their temples.

A tad crest fallen Robin sat down on one the tree trunk benches picked up a squirrel and began to eat.

"So," he asked with a mouth full of squirrel. "What’s on the agenda for today?" Jack pulled out a long piece of rolled parchment, cleared his throat and began to read.

"10:30 AM Rob from the Rich and Give to the Poor
11:00 AM Rob from the Rich and Give to the Poor
11:30 AM Rob from the Rich and Give to the Poor
Noon eat lunch. On the Menu: Squirrel (Subject to change)
1:00 PM Rush over to the Nottingham Market for sale on tights
3:00 PM Attack Nottingham castle..."

"Better make that four o'clock. You know it always takes Friar Imam a while to choose a pair of tights.", said Robin Riddick giving Imam a severe look.

Imam simply bowed his head and ate his breakfast hurriedly.

"Right," said Jack in a ‘oh yes’ sort of tone. “4:00PM Attack Nottingham castle and demand Prince John to lower his taxes.

7:00 PM come back here get drunk and be merry.” Jack rolled the piece of parchment up, and finished eating his squirrel.

"Well Merry Men it sounds like we have a busy day ahead of us so lets get moving." Robin through what was left of his squirrel over his shoulder and got ready for a day of robbing, drinking, and looking for a comfortable pair of forest green tights.

Adjusting their tights slightly, (well all of them except Jack) and pulling down they’re goggles, the survivors, errrr, Merry Men headed off to keep to their busy schedule. After all, being a bandit was no excuse for tardiness.



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