Drabble: An Apple Too High
Title: An Apple Too High
Rating: G
Word count: 245
Characters/Parings: Guy, Marian; Guy/Marian
Prompt: Guy/Marian; apples
Summary: Guy helps Marian pick apples. In the only way he knows to.
Disclaimer: Robin Hood is copyright to Tiger Aspect and the BBC. All rights reserved. No copyright infringement is intended and no money is being made.
It doesn't take him long to see her standing beneath a large tree- back towards him, specks of golden sunlight shimmering on her hair. His heart blooms large in his chest.
A basket is hanging suspended from her left arm and her attention is focused on an apple hanging overhead. Her fingers are able to just graze its surface, and all of a sudden he is overwhelmed by the wild impulse to help her. Before he knows what he is doing, he has covered the area between them and lifted her up by her waist.
She yelps. And then lashes out. He immediately loosens his hold but not before he has been knocked to the ground. She turns sharply, her flustered look turning into one of incredulity at the sight of him. He quickly scrambles up, still dazed with confusion about what exactly he did wrong.
"I-I thought- I wanted to.." he starts but before he's able to come up with something coherent, there's a loud thud on the ground. Baffled, they both look down to see an apple lying on the grass, its succulent red vivid against the green. She bends down and picks it up. She rubs it with her sleeve and then gives a small smile.
"You'd like an apple, Sir Guy?"
Wordlessly, he takes it from her. Flooded by the warmth of her smile, he hesitantly takes a bite, his cheeks the colour of the apple he has in his hand.
Rating: G
Word count: 245
Characters/Parings: Guy, Marian; Guy/Marian
Prompt: Guy/Marian; apples
Summary: Guy helps Marian pick apples. In the only way he knows to.
Disclaimer: Robin Hood is copyright to Tiger Aspect and the BBC. All rights reserved. No copyright infringement is intended and no money is being made.
It doesn't take him long to see her standing beneath a large tree- back towards him, specks of golden sunlight shimmering on her hair. His heart blooms large in his chest.
A basket is hanging suspended from her left arm and her attention is focused on an apple hanging overhead. Her fingers are able to just graze its surface, and all of a sudden he is overwhelmed by the wild impulse to help her. Before he knows what he is doing, he has covered the area between them and lifted her up by her waist.
She yelps. And then lashes out. He immediately loosens his hold but not before he has been knocked to the ground. She turns sharply, her flustered look turning into one of incredulity at the sight of him. He quickly scrambles up, still dazed with confusion about what exactly he did wrong.
"I-I thought- I wanted to.." he starts but before he's able to come up with something coherent, there's a loud thud on the ground. Baffled, they both look down to see an apple lying on the grass, its succulent red vivid against the green. She bends down and picks it up. She rubs it with her sleeve and then gives a small smile.
"You'd like an apple, Sir Guy?"
Wordlessly, he takes it from her. Flooded by the warmth of her smile, he hesitantly takes a bite, his cheeks the colour of the apple he has in his hand.