Once Upon A Time Challenge - A Robin Hood rewrite of "The Three Billy Goats Gruff"
Title: Once Upon A Time Challenge - A Robin Hood rewrite of "The Three Billy Goats Gruff)
Author: ginnyweasley777 hannah_ward
Pairing: None
Word Count: approx 809 words
Genre: General, Humour
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Setting: AU
Summary: A Robin Hood rewite of "The Three Billy Goats Gruff"
Author's Notes: Written for the Once Upon A Time Challenge at the hoodland community.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and receive no profit from this. This is for entertainment purposes only.
Once upon a time there were six outlaws called Robin, Much, Allan, Djaq, Will and John. They lived in the forest all year round but spent a lot of that time helping the poor peasants of Nottingham and the surrounding villages.
On their way to Nottingham to drop off some food for the poor the outlaws came across a new toll gate on the road. Now, it was easy for the outlaws to head for the forest and go around the toll gate, but the poor innocent peasants couldn't for they feared the terrible, ugly, treacherous Sheriff of Nottingham who lived in the dark, dreary castle in Nottingham. The Sheriff had lots of servants, er guards, and his right-hand man, Sir Guy of Gisborne, who did most of his dirty work. So, nobody was allowed to cross the bridge without the Sheriff's permission, or that of his men. Certainly no one was allowed to cross without paying the toll fee, which was too high for the poor peasants to afford. If they couldn't pay and tried to get through some other way then the nasty Sheriff would hang them by their necks.
So, the gallant outlaws came up with a plan to stop this evil Sheriff once and for all, because this was the day that he was inspecting the new toll gate.
The six outlaws disguised themselves and split up into three pairs. Djaq and Will went first. They walked out onto the bridge, looking like weary travellers.
"Who's that walking over my bridge?" growled the Sheriff from the Nottingham side.
"Weary travellers," replied Will quietly. "I'm only taking my wife to Nottingham to see a physician as she's desperately ill."
"Oh no you're not!" said the Sheriff. "I'm going to take the toll fee from you first!"
"Oh no, please, Sheriff," pleaded Will. "I'm only a simple carpenter with no money to my name. I can't pay your fee. Why don't you wait for my brother who's a blacksmith? He's more wealthy than me and can pay all our toll fees."
The Sheriff wanted his money but he looked beyond Djaq and Will to where Allan and John were walking towards the bridge.
"All right, you can cross my bridge," he grunted. "Go and take your miserable little wife and I'll get my money from you on your way back!"
So Djaq and Will went across the bridge and hid behind some bushes while the Sheriff wasn't looking.
The Sheriff didn't have to wait long for Allan and Little John to reach the bridge. The clattered onto the wooden bridge and the Sheriff screamed, "Who's that clattering across my bridge?"
"Just a poor blacksmith and his friend," replied Allan in his best scheming voice. "I'm going to Nottingham to shoe some horses."
"Oh no you're not," said the Sheriff. "I'm going to get my money from you first."
"Oh no, please," said Allan. "I may be richer than my carpenter brother, but I'm not as rich as my other brother who is a noble." "Why don't you wait for him? He would be able to pay all of our fees and then some."
The Sheriff was getting very angry, but he did not want to waste his time with a blacksmith when he could take money from a noble, or possibly even come to an...arragement.
"All right, you can cross my bridge," he grumbled. "Go and shoe the horses and I'll get my money from you on your way back."
So Allan and Little John made their way across the bridge and joined Djaq and Will behind the buses to wait for the final showdown.
Luckily, the Sheriff didn't have to wait long for the final pair which was Robin and Much.
"Who's that stomping over my bridge?" roared the Sheriff, resting his chin on his hands in a very disgruntled fashion.
"Earl of Huntingdon," replied Robin. "I'm going to Nottingham."
"Oh no you're not, Hood!" screamed the Sheriff as he jumped up and down in rage. "I'm going to kill you!"
"That's what you think," said Robin sarcastically as he took out his sword and charged at the Sheriff while Much and the others ambushed the guards.
Robin captured the Sheriff by putting his sword to his neck. The Sheriff started pleading for his life and Robin soon tied him up. "So much for his toll gate," he laughed, as the Sheriff wailed furiously.
The outlaws sent the Sheriff to live in a mad-house far, far away from Nottingham. The following day, Sir Guy of Gisborne was captured when he was out looking for the Sheriff. He was taken to live in a monastery and was forbidden to leave.
From then on anyone could cross the bridge when they liked for no fee at all - thanks to the courageous outlaws.
Author: ginnyweasley777 hannah_ward
Pairing: None
Word Count: approx 809 words
Genre: General, Humour
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Setting: AU
Summary: A Robin Hood rewite of "The Three Billy Goats Gruff"
Author's Notes: Written for the Once Upon A Time Challenge at the hoodland community.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and receive no profit from this. This is for entertainment purposes only.
Once upon a time there were six outlaws called Robin, Much, Allan, Djaq, Will and John. They lived in the forest all year round but spent a lot of that time helping the poor peasants of Nottingham and the surrounding villages.
On their way to Nottingham to drop off some food for the poor the outlaws came across a new toll gate on the road. Now, it was easy for the outlaws to head for the forest and go around the toll gate, but the poor innocent peasants couldn't for they feared the terrible, ugly, treacherous Sheriff of Nottingham who lived in the dark, dreary castle in Nottingham. The Sheriff had lots of servants, er guards, and his right-hand man, Sir Guy of Gisborne, who did most of his dirty work. So, nobody was allowed to cross the bridge without the Sheriff's permission, or that of his men. Certainly no one was allowed to cross without paying the toll fee, which was too high for the poor peasants to afford. If they couldn't pay and tried to get through some other way then the nasty Sheriff would hang them by their necks.
So, the gallant outlaws came up with a plan to stop this evil Sheriff once and for all, because this was the day that he was inspecting the new toll gate.
The six outlaws disguised themselves and split up into three pairs. Djaq and Will went first. They walked out onto the bridge, looking like weary travellers.
"Who's that walking over my bridge?" growled the Sheriff from the Nottingham side.
"Weary travellers," replied Will quietly. "I'm only taking my wife to Nottingham to see a physician as she's desperately ill."
"Oh no you're not!" said the Sheriff. "I'm going to take the toll fee from you first!"
"Oh no, please, Sheriff," pleaded Will. "I'm only a simple carpenter with no money to my name. I can't pay your fee. Why don't you wait for my brother who's a blacksmith? He's more wealthy than me and can pay all our toll fees."
The Sheriff wanted his money but he looked beyond Djaq and Will to where Allan and John were walking towards the bridge.
"All right, you can cross my bridge," he grunted. "Go and take your miserable little wife and I'll get my money from you on your way back!"
So Djaq and Will went across the bridge and hid behind some bushes while the Sheriff wasn't looking.
The Sheriff didn't have to wait long for Allan and Little John to reach the bridge. The clattered onto the wooden bridge and the Sheriff screamed, "Who's that clattering across my bridge?"
"Just a poor blacksmith and his friend," replied Allan in his best scheming voice. "I'm going to Nottingham to shoe some horses."
"Oh no you're not," said the Sheriff. "I'm going to get my money from you first."
"Oh no, please," said Allan. "I may be richer than my carpenter brother, but I'm not as rich as my other brother who is a noble." "Why don't you wait for him? He would be able to pay all of our fees and then some."
The Sheriff was getting very angry, but he did not want to waste his time with a blacksmith when he could take money from a noble, or possibly even come to an...arragement.
"All right, you can cross my bridge," he grumbled. "Go and shoe the horses and I'll get my money from you on your way back."
So Allan and Little John made their way across the bridge and joined Djaq and Will behind the buses to wait for the final showdown.
Luckily, the Sheriff didn't have to wait long for the final pair which was Robin and Much.
"Who's that stomping over my bridge?" roared the Sheriff, resting his chin on his hands in a very disgruntled fashion.
"Earl of Huntingdon," replied Robin. "I'm going to Nottingham."
"Oh no you're not, Hood!" screamed the Sheriff as he jumped up and down in rage. "I'm going to kill you!"
"That's what you think," said Robin sarcastically as he took out his sword and charged at the Sheriff while Much and the others ambushed the guards.
Robin captured the Sheriff by putting his sword to his neck. The Sheriff started pleading for his life and Robin soon tied him up. "So much for his toll gate," he laughed, as the Sheriff wailed furiously.
The outlaws sent the Sheriff to live in a mad-house far, far away from Nottingham. The following day, Sir Guy of Gisborne was captured when he was out looking for the Sheriff. He was taken to live in a monastery and was forbidden to leave.
From then on anyone could cross the bridge when they liked for no fee at all - thanks to the courageous outlaws.