Intercomm - Ficlet - The Cook's Revenge
Title: The Cook's Revenge
Author: dollysgirl04
Word Count: 540
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Much, Allan, Robin, Little John, Djaq, Will, slight Allan/Will and Robin/Much.
Genre: Humour,
Spoilers: Season 1,
Warnings: Gross food habits, slight slash,
Notes: Allan finds out Much's secret ingredient and he's not very impressed.
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They had been walking in the forest on their way back to camp for five minuets when Much heard the sound he had been dreading since they had left the town of Clun.
"Oh my God!" Allan, the only other outlaw in his range of vision, had shouted at the top of his lungs, luckily for Much the rest of the gang were too far ahead on their way back to camp to hear his exclamation.
"Allan, shh! Do you want to lead our enemies right back to camp.” Much had hissed but Allan who had been lagging behind before, deep in thought, had run up the leaf strewn grown to catch up with him.
"You! You do it too! Don't you?" He demanded, grabbing Much by the shoulders, sounding both slightly awed and slightly disgusted.
"Allan shh! I really don't know what you're talking about!” Much denied as vehemently as he could, trying to shrug off the other outlaw’s hands and hoping without much hope that he would leave the subject be.
“Course you do! You're turning red!” Allan proved his point poking at Much’s blushing cheeks and still sounding like he was having a personal revelation. “And back with the servant girl! You do it too! You sneaky bastard!” He sounded almost impressed. “She did it and you turned the colour of a turnip because you do it too!”
“Allan, really! Calm down! I have no idea what you’re talki-“ Much tried to defend himself before being cut off by the overexcited outlaw.
“Oh no, game’s up now, you might as well admit it! You spit in our food!” Allan confidently accused as Much gulped looking downhearted.
“I- I- Alright I do it!” He admitted slightly hysterically, of all the people to work out his secret why did it have to be Allan. “Please don’t tell Robin and the others! I’ll stop, I promise.”
“Stop? Don’t be daft!” Allan said sounding as though it was obvious and Much stared at the other man slack jawed. “You can stop doing it with mine though,” He added as an after thought. “But of course I’m not going to tell them you twat, I want in on it.”
“What?” Much hadn’t realised his jaw could drop so quickly, shock plain on his face, mind blank.
“You heard me. I. Want. In. If people hassle me, I want a little vengeance on ‘em” He said with a devious smile and hope spread on Much’s face.
“Alright then.” Much said as sinister grins crossed their faces.
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“Eh!” Robin said looking down at his dinner. “This tastes different, what did you put in this Much?”
“Just a new herb,” Much replied not meeting Robin’s eyes and trying to look nonchalant.
“Well I like it.” Said Will happily. “It tastes familiar.”
“I bet it does.” Much muttered under his breath and Allan elbowed him in the ribs.
“I liked it better before, like you usually make it.” Robin added and Allan stifled his laughter, winking at Much who rolled his eyes though a smile snuck onto his face.
“Well I think I’ll be cooking both kinds for a long time yet.” Much said as twin evil grins broke out on his and Allan’s faces.