Chapter 2
"Ok people let's get this show on the road! Literally. Come on hurry up guys. MOVE IT!" Marian rushed.
"Babe, we're going to get there on time. You worry too much," Robin insisted.
"No, I worry just enough!" Marian reasoned.
"Fine, Marian, we're getting in the bus," Robin said as he backed up and ran into the bus.
"I guess I'll drive first," Little John spoke from out of nowhere.
"Alright, then," Robin said as he moved out of Little John's way.
Everyone sat down. Marian and Djaq sat together. Next was Robin and Will. Then, there was Allan and Much.
"Oh, God please no. Please, don't make me sit with him!" Allan pleaded.
"Oh, grow up," Marian smirked, using her catchphrase.
"No, who would want to sit next to Much? He's annoying, he's loud, and when he falls asleep he snores!" Allan reminded.
"That sounds like another person I know," Robin joked.
"Hey! I am not annoying!" Allan defended.
"Well, you people are just revolting! How could you let him say these things about me?!" Much cried.
"Ugh!" everyone on the tour bus groaned.
"This is going to be a long trip," Allan said as he climbed into the tour bus beds to escape Much.
Allan had no idea how true his words would be.
Much later….
Much: Robin Hood and Little John walkin' through the forest
Laughin' back and forth about what the other 'ne has to say
Reminiscin' this- 'n'-that and havin' such a good time
Oo-de-lally oo-de-lally golly what a day
Much: Never ever thinkin' there was danger in the water
They were drinkin' they just guzzled it down
Never dreamin' that a schemin' sheriff and his posse
Was a-watchin' them and gatherin' around
Much: Robin Hood and Little John runnin' through the forest
Jumpin' fences, dodgin' trees, and tryin' to get away
Contemplatin' nothin' but escape an' fin'lly makin' it
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Allan threw a pillow at his head, "Enough already! I'm not trying to be funny, but your voice is terrible and I'm trying to go to sleep!"
"Geez, I was just trying to bring along some musical entertainment," Much grumbled.
Five minutes later.
Much: 99 bottles of inappropriate beverages on the wall
99 bottles of inappropriate beverage
Take one down pass it around
99 bottles of inappropriate beverage on the wall
98 bottles of inappropriate beverage on the wall
"ENOUGH!" Allan yelled as he covered the pillows over his head.
"I guess he's not a fan of '99 Bottles of Inappropriate Beverage on the Wall,'" Much muttered.
"Allan's right Much. That song gets annoying," Will commented.
"Well, I won't say anything else," Much sobbed.
"That's a relief!" Allan sighed. He could finally get some sleep! Or so he thought….
A few moments later….
Allan felt a poke. He raised his head. He looked down. Allan saw Much poking his foot!
"Boop!" Much laughed idiotically.
"What in the world do you think you're doing?" Allan questioned.
"Poking you," Much said.
"Grr," Allan grumbled.
"Allan, it's your turn to drive," Little Joh said.
"Oh, yay," Allan sarcastically cheered.
Allan took the wheel once they pulled over at a rest stop. He began to recklessly drive across the parking lot. He soon made his way onto the street.
"I think I'm going to be sick!" Much said as he unrolled his window and puked out of it.
"Oh, Much! No we have throw up on the side of the bus!" Robin pouted.
"I'm sorry," Much started before he leaned out the window to toss his cookies again.
"Allan, could you drive a little more carefully and slowly?" Marian asked, fearing for her life.
"Does someone else want to drive. Because if they do, I'll pull over right now!" Allan said as he took his hands off the wheel.
"NO! Please don't, just put your hands back on the wheel and concentrate on the road," Marian said.
"Now, from now on, no backseat driving!" Allan called back to the 6 people in the back of the bus.
"Ok," everyone mumbled.
A few hours later…
Much: Bravely bold Sir Robin
Rode forth from Camelot
He was not afraid to die
Oh, brave Sir Robin
He was not at all afraid
To be killed in nasty ways
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin
He was not in the least bit scared
To be mashed into a pulp
Or to have his eyes gouged out
And his elbows broken
To have his kneecaps split
And his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled
Brave Sir Robin
His head smashed in
And his heart cut out
And his liver removed
"I will pull this tour bus over right now and make you walk all the way to Orlando!" Allan yelled before Much could finish the song.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to have some fun," Much sobbed.
"Much, just play Candy Crush on your phone or something," Djaq suggested.
"OK!" Much cheered.
Many hours later they arrived at the hotel. They were split off into 4 rooms: Marian and Djaq, Little John by himself, Robin and Will, and once again, Allan and Much.
"Ugh! Not again! How do you people expect me to share a hotel room with HIM?!" Allan angrily inquired.
"Well, Allan, we're sharing rooms with who we sat with in the bus," Robin laughed.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Allan yelled.
Author's Note: And I leave you with that thought. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in months. I decided that I couldn't abandon this story because I had so many ideas for this story. Thank you guys for the continued support.