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Entry tags:
RH: Jealousy
Fandom: Robin Hood (BBC)
Pairing: Robin/Carter, Robin/Much
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Much couldn't concentrate on the cooking.
"Is something wrong, Much?"
"Wha -- oh, it's you, Will."
Will rolled his eyes, pushing past Much to glance at what he was cooking. "I hope you're not going to burn that again."
"I'm keeping an eye on Carter," Much muttered, darkly, folding his arms. Will frowned, glancing out at where Robin was sat with his back against a tree, with Carter beside him. They seemed to be talking quite amicably: just as he looked over at them, Robin laughed, lighter and brighter than he'd sounded in quite a while.
"What for?"
"Can't you see?"
"Look," Will said, in what he felt was a reasonable sort of way, "Carter's proved he's not a bad guy, remember? All he would've had to do was tell the Sheriff that Robin wasn't really dead, and not give Robin the antidote. He had his chance to kill Robin."
"It's not that," Much said, exasperated. Robin was smiling at Carter, leaning closer to him to listen to something he was saying. Angrily, he turned round, clattering with the pot he was making the food in quite unnecessarily.
"Well, what is it then?"
"He's going to steal Robin!"
Will raised an eyebrow. "Much, I think Robin's quite capable of taking care of himself."
"No, I mean..." Much clattered his things again in frustration. "You just don't understand."
"No," Will agreed, "I don't."
"Look. Just look at them!" he burst out, after a moment. "And the way Robin was holding him earlier! Demons, indeed! Can't you see? Robin's hopeless at hiding it when he likes something."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Will said, after another moment.
"No," Much said, sighing, deflating a little. "I didn't suppose you would know."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing. Here, you take over, if you don't want it to get burnt." Much thrust a spoon at Will, making him take it, and then headed outside -- not without casting another dark look in Carter's direction. Will glanced at Djaq. She shrugged.
Pairing: Robin/Carter, Robin/Much
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Much couldn't concentrate on the cooking.
"Is something wrong, Much?"
"Wha -- oh, it's you, Will."
Will rolled his eyes, pushing past Much to glance at what he was cooking. "I hope you're not going to burn that again."
"I'm keeping an eye on Carter," Much muttered, darkly, folding his arms. Will frowned, glancing out at where Robin was sat with his back against a tree, with Carter beside him. They seemed to be talking quite amicably: just as he looked over at them, Robin laughed, lighter and brighter than he'd sounded in quite a while.
"What for?"
"Can't you see?"
"Look," Will said, in what he felt was a reasonable sort of way, "Carter's proved he's not a bad guy, remember? All he would've had to do was tell the Sheriff that Robin wasn't really dead, and not give Robin the antidote. He had his chance to kill Robin."
"It's not that," Much said, exasperated. Robin was smiling at Carter, leaning closer to him to listen to something he was saying. Angrily, he turned round, clattering with the pot he was making the food in quite unnecessarily.
"Well, what is it then?"
"He's going to steal Robin!"
Will raised an eyebrow. "Much, I think Robin's quite capable of taking care of himself."
"No, I mean..." Much clattered his things again in frustration. "You just don't understand."
"No," Will agreed, "I don't."
"Look. Just look at them!" he burst out, after a moment. "And the way Robin was holding him earlier! Demons, indeed! Can't you see? Robin's hopeless at hiding it when he likes something."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Will said, after another moment.
"No," Much said, sighing, deflating a little. "I didn't suppose you would know."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing. Here, you take over, if you don't want it to get burnt." Much thrust a spoon at Will, making him take it, and then headed outside -- not without casting another dark look in Carter's direction. Will glanced at Djaq. She shrugged.
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