Disney Robin Hood X Reader

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It was now dusk and the moon was shining brightly in the sky, and there were fireflies floating around. Y/N and Robin Hood were walking through the woods, hand in hand. They walked past several trees and over rocks constantly keeping a loving eye contact.

Robin POV:

As I was walking through the woods helping Y/N across small hils, sticks, stones. I couldn't help but feel that the girl I'd loved for so many years was finally by my side. We walked past a small stream and stopped at a smaller tree where we leaned against it, and Y/N put her head on my shoulder. As we stood next to the stream with several water lilies and reeds I made a ring out of grass with a small flower on it, and placed it on Y/N's ring. A firefly came and placed itself down on the ring. Y/N looked up at me with her beautiful E/C eyes. I smiled as I looked back at her with my brown ones. We closed the small distance between us and our lips connected in a powerful and heated kiss. We approached the waterfall which would lead to our hideout. And hopped across the stones. Once we were behind the waterfall we walked through the small watery cave behind it.

"Oh, Robin, what a beautiful night. I wish it would never end," Y/N smiled and put her arm around me as I did the same. Suddenly we were both startled as we heard cheering.

"Surprise! Long live Robin Hood!" Friar Tuck cheered. Sexton mouse and little sister (the two mice who lived in the church with Friar tuck and Y/N.

"And long live Y/N!" Sexton cheered.

"Bravo! Bravo!" Little sister also cheered.

Hear, hear! Bravo! Bravo! Hooray!" The crowd from the archery tournament cheered.

Y/N POV:

I giggled and smiled at Robin as I turned away giggling.

"And down with that scurvy Prince John," KLucky said atop a tree branch.

"Yeah," L.J smiled at the chicken as he started playing a lute. "Oh, the world will sing of an English king. A thousand years from now," he started as a queue of animals began following him. "And not because he passed some laws or had that lofty brow," as four of the animals had set up a band.

"While bonny good King Richard leads the great crusade he's on," he sang as Y/N started dancing with Otto the blacksmith. "We'll all have to slave away for that good-for-nothin' John,"

"Incredible as he is inept whenever the history books are kept. They'll call him the phoney King of England," Little John sang, while dancing with Mrs. Rabbit's kids.

"A pox on the phoney king of England," Friar Tuck cheered, as Little John revealed a puppet show for the kids. With a potato sack on a stick pretending to be Prince John with the crown flopping about all over the place, as it did in real life.

3rd Person POV:

"He sits alone on a giant throne pretendin' he's the king," a green sock puppet meant to be Sir Hiss. Friar Tuck (who was playing Prince John) stuck his hand through the puppet and pushed it out of sight. Otto, who was playing Sir Hiss, popped back up with a party horn which he blew in the Prince John puppet's ear.

"A little tyke who's rather like a puppet on a string. And he throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way," the Prince John puppet hit the Sir Hiss puppet with a wooden stick. The Sir Hiss puppet shook itself, took the stick away from the Prince John puppet and hit him on the head instead.

"And then he calls for mum while he's suckin' his thumb," Friar Tuck made it look like the puppet was sucking on his thumb. The crowd started losing it, infected with laughter.

"You see, he doesn't want to play. Too late to be known as John the first. He's sure to be known as John the worst," L.J sang. Otto then hit the Prince John puppet so hard it broke and the hay poured out of the sack. Otto and Friar Tuck looked a little ashamed of breaking the puppet before smiling at each other. "A pox on the phoney king of England," L.J sang before moving next to Alan-a-dale and told him:

"Lay that country on me, baby." Alan played his lute even louder and the band continued playing. Lady Kluck approached Little John and pulled him into a dance.

"Come on Johnny," she smiled, as they danced a very funny dance. "Go, man, go" she smiled, as L.J tossed her around. There was dancing all over the forest with music also being played. Y/N and Robin looked at each other lovingly before continuing the dance. L.J and Klucky continued dancing.

"While he taxes us to pieces and he robs us of our bread, King Richard's crown keeps slippin' down around that pointed head, ah but while there is a merry man in Robin's wily pack," L.J sang as Y/N danced around with several other animals.

"We'll find a way to make him pay and steal our money back." L.J sang. "A minute before he knows we're there, Old Rob'll snatch his underwear." Robin Hood jumped through the puppet's clothes. He raised the crown and smiled at everyone around him Y/N giggled at his antics.

"The breezy and uneasy King of England, the snivellin', grovelling', measly, weaselly, blabberin', jabberin', jibberin', jabberin', plunderin', plottin', wheelin', dealin' Prince John! That phoney king of England," L.J finished the song with the whole crowd smiling and clapping. The next day in Nottingham the Sheriff strolled in carrying a sack of money toward Sir Hiss. singing the phoney king of England.

"He throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way. He calls for mom and sucks his thumb and doesn't want to play. Too late to be known as John as John the First. He's sure to be known as John the Worst. How about that?" the Sheriff asked Sir Hiss.

"That's P.J. to a 'T'. Let me try. Let me try," Sir Hiss said, clearing his throat. "Too late to be known as John the First. He's sure to be known as John the Worst," he sang, before spotting the Prince in a doorway behind them, stuttering so much, his glasses came off his face, quickly Sir Hiss tried correcting himself. "The fabulous, marvellous, merciful, ch-ch-chivalrous..." he tried to correct himself before he was cut off by the Sheriff,

"Oh, ya got it all wrong, Hiss. The snivellin', grovellin', weaselly, measyl-"

"Enough!" Prince John yelled, hurling a jug of juice at the Sheriff which he ducked from, the glass jug shattered and the juice inside it spilled onto the Sheriff.

"But-but, uh, sire, it's a big hit. The whole village is singin' it," the Sheriff pleaded his case.

"Oh, they are, are they? Well, they'll be singing a different tune. Double the taxes. Triple the taxes!" he exclaimed, as Sir Hiss nodded along until Prince John grabbed him by the throat, choking him. "Squeeze every last drop out of those insolent, musical peasants." he smiled wickedly.