Receiving Another Chance (Book Ten of The Bad Wolf Chronicles)

Robot of Sherwood

So . . . before we begin, to any of you who do not follow me or only read this series . . . I found out it was plagiarized last weekend. The book is down now, thank God, but to know it was this series, arguably my most popular one . . . it hurt. But I'm back in the game now, with one of my favorite episodes ever! :)

The Doctor doesn't like Robin, Pietro . . . tolerates Robin, and the Doctor actually punches someone!

Here's "Robot of Sherwood!"

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"Take a punt," the Doctor told Clara as he wrote in Gallifreyan on his blackboard.

"Right," Clara laughed, shaking her head as she swung around in a chair by the console.

"Your choice. Wherever, whenever, anywhere in time and space."

"I feel like we were just discussing this," Pietro winked at Clara.

She blushed. "Well . . . there is something - someone that I've always wanted to meet. But I know what you'll say."

"Try me," the Doctor challenged.

"You'll say he's made up, that there is no such thing."

"Go on."

"It's . . . " Clara smiled wide. "It's Robin Hood."

"Robin Hood," the Doctor nodded thoughtfully.

"Yeah!" Clara gushed as she went up the stairs. "I love that story! I've always loved it, ever since I was little."

"Robin Hood," Jessie recalled, reclining back in her seat while using chopsticks to eat chicken lo mein. Apparently, this version of her was going for the fancier food. "If I recall correctly, the heroic outlaw who robs from the rich and gives it to the poor."

"Yeah!" Clara grinned.

"Pietro, I think Clara's been cheating on you with her childhood hero," Jessie giggled.

"I have not!" Clara protested as Wanda laughed.

"He's made up," the Doctor broke in. "There's no such thing."

"Ah," Clara pointed at him. "You see?"

"Old-fashioned heroes only exist in old-fashioned story books, Clara," the Doctor said as he took a book from the bookshelf.

"And what about you two?"

"Us two?" Jessie pointed between herself and the Doctor, some of the chicken still on her spoon.

"Yeah, you two. You stop bad things happening every minute of every day. That sounds pretty heroic to me."

"Just passing the time," the Doctor shrugged, taking Jessie's spoon and eating the bite that was on it. "Hey, what about Mars?"

"Excuse me?" Jessie quirked an eyebrow at him.

"What?" he looked at her. "It was a suggestion!"

"Give me back my spoon."

"You've got another one!"

"Oh, right," she blinked, taking the other spoon from where it was behind her. "Right."

"And isn't that the second helping you've had of that this hour?"

"I'm hungry!" she defended herself. "And back to Mars . . . what?"

"The Ice Warrior Hives!"

"Clara wants to go see Robin Hood, we go see Robin Hood." Jessie coldly raised an eyebrow. "So give her Robin Hood."