[Harvest Moon] The Gilligan Files: Chapter 1
Title: The Return of Commander Gilligan!
Fandom: Harvest Moon (Animal Parade)
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Gill/Molly, Emma (Gill and Molly's daughter)
Summary: Because even an evil commander can have a mild mannered alter-ego. A collection of one-shots focusing around Gill and his family.
Author's Notes: Originally posted on fanfiction.net. The story slowly formed in my head after I married Gill and was watching the Sprite Rangers one day. I thought "so that would make me the evil commander's wife? Then his kid would be..." and voila.
To be honest, she only really kept them for Finn. The little Harvest Sprite never grew tired of watching his favorite show every Sunday and so Molly thought it'd be a good idea to record it for when it was finally taken off the air.
And okay, fine, she thought the villains were hilarious.
Nevertheless, she hadn't brought out the videos in so long that she'd honestly forgotten about them. It wasn't until she was making dinner and the old familiar theme song began drifting towards the kitchen did she poke her head out to the living room and see her four year old daughter sitting in front of the television with a pile of videos strewn around her. Finn was perched on top of her head and watching the screen with as much interest as Emma. "Emma? What are you watching?" she asked, her lips quirking up into a small smile.
"Nothing." Emma replied absently, completely enraptured by the characters on the screen (That's space devil! Space Devil Hamil!! On no! Our cow was taken. What should we do, Harvest Goddess?). Molly just shook her head and wandered back over to the kitchen to finish dinner. It wasn't until about 45 minutes later did the front door open and Emma's attention was wrenched from the TV. "Daddy!" she squealed, jumping up (and knocking Finn over in the process) to run over and hug the man around the knees.
Gill smiled and extracted his daughter from his legs before bending down to give her a kiss on her forehead. "Hey there, Emma. Did you have a good day with your mother today?"
She beamed and nodded. "Uh-huh! Belle's gonna have her baby soon!"
"Really?" He looked over at his wife for confirmation. She nodded.
"I'd say tomorrow or the next day. I'm going to call Cain tomorrow for help. I can't do it alone."
Gill frowned a bit as he turned to hang up his jacket. "I can stay home tomorrow if you want."
Molly giggled and shook her head before disappearing back to the kitchen. "No thanks. Remember the last time you tried to help with a birth?"
Gill felt his cheeks begin to warm as his daughter happily yelled out, "Daddy fainted!"
He coughed lightly into his hand and glanced up briefly to the TV before looking back at Emma. "What are you watching?" It looked rather familiar…and not necessarily in a good way.
"Cartoons!" she responded, giggling before bounding back to Finn, whom she'd left disgruntled on the floor. She picked him up and set him in her lap so they could continue watching their show. (Hey, you, give us back the cow! Tsk, you got me... You can't escape now! I'm going to call for backup, then!) Gill felt his eyebrow twitch. Yes, it seemed all too familiar...
He wandered over to his wife, who was still busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. She turned around at the sound of his approach and smiled before giving him a small kiss. "Welcome back. We're having spaghetti tonight."
He returned the gesture but then his lips pressed into a small suspicious frown. "That show sounds familiar..." he commented somewhat distractedly, trying to place it.
Molly bit back a giggle and turned back to the food. "Does it? I didn't know you watched cartoons."
His frown deepened and a faint blush colored his cheeks pink. "I-I don't! This just..."
She laughed openly now as she scooped the spaghetti onto the plates, making sure to add extra sauce to both Gill's and Emma's. It seemed looks weren't the only things their daughter inherited from her father. With a plate in each hand, she walked out to the dining room, but not without pausing to murmur in his ear, "Well, it should, Commander Gilligan."
"Mommy, what's wrong with Daddy?" Emma asked as she skipped over to the table with Finn, the smell of food finally wrenching the two of them from their show. (Commander Gilligan!!! Huh!? Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Who's that? Hem, I am Commander Gilligan!) "He's making some funny noises."
"Don't worry, he just remembered something." Molly smiled sweetly at her daughter as she placed the plate in front of her.
"Oh." The little girl fell silent for a few moments as she grabbed her fork and began to twirl it around and around in the pasta. Once Gill regained enough composure to sit down again, she looked up to him. "Hey, Daddy?"
"Hm?" Emma wondered why his face was pink. And why her mommy looked like she was going to burst.
She paused again, biting her lip thoughtfully. "Does that make me Captain Emma?" When all she received was an eyebrow raise in response, she tried again. "I've heard Mommy call you Commander Gilligan before and you're in my show so…am I Captain Emma?"
There was a long pause. Finn was the one that started laughing first, with Molly not far behind. Gill's face turned a spectacular shade of red and he coughed into his fist. "I-I suppose you could say that…" he said finally, sounding embarrassed.
Emma's face brightened and she flashed a toothy smile. "Yay! Oh, but I'm not going to be a bad guy though. I'll fight for justice!" She pumped a fist in the air for dramatic effect before lowering it and gasping. "Daddy, maybe THAT'S why Mommy's animals don't like you! Don't be mean to them, okay?" She glared at her father, cheeks puffing out a bit.
Molly had push away her food to rest her forehead against the table at this point, she was laughing so hard. Gill just pursed his lips, but nodded anyway. "I won't."
Emma still didn't look convinced. "Promise?"
He nodded again. "Promise."
"Pinky pro--"
"Emma, finish your food."
"...Kay." she grumbled. Tomorrow a serious talk with her grandpa was in order, that was for sure.
Fandom: Harvest Moon (Animal Parade)
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Gill/Molly, Emma (Gill and Molly's daughter)
Summary: Because even an evil commander can have a mild mannered alter-ego. A collection of one-shots focusing around Gill and his family.
Author's Notes: Originally posted on fanfiction.net. The story slowly formed in my head after I married Gill and was watching the Sprite Rangers one day. I thought "so that would make me the evil commander's wife? Then his kid would be..." and voila.
To be honest, she only really kept them for Finn. The little Harvest Sprite never grew tired of watching his favorite show every Sunday and so Molly thought it'd be a good idea to record it for when it was finally taken off the air.
And okay, fine, she thought the villains were hilarious.
Nevertheless, she hadn't brought out the videos in so long that she'd honestly forgotten about them. It wasn't until she was making dinner and the old familiar theme song began drifting towards the kitchen did she poke her head out to the living room and see her four year old daughter sitting in front of the television with a pile of videos strewn around her. Finn was perched on top of her head and watching the screen with as much interest as Emma. "Emma? What are you watching?" she asked, her lips quirking up into a small smile.
"Nothing." Emma replied absently, completely enraptured by the characters on the screen (That's space devil! Space Devil Hamil!! On no! Our cow was taken. What should we do, Harvest Goddess?). Molly just shook her head and wandered back over to the kitchen to finish dinner. It wasn't until about 45 minutes later did the front door open and Emma's attention was wrenched from the TV. "Daddy!" she squealed, jumping up (and knocking Finn over in the process) to run over and hug the man around the knees.
Gill smiled and extracted his daughter from his legs before bending down to give her a kiss on her forehead. "Hey there, Emma. Did you have a good day with your mother today?"
She beamed and nodded. "Uh-huh! Belle's gonna have her baby soon!"
"Really?" He looked over at his wife for confirmation. She nodded.
"I'd say tomorrow or the next day. I'm going to call Cain tomorrow for help. I can't do it alone."
Gill frowned a bit as he turned to hang up his jacket. "I can stay home tomorrow if you want."
Molly giggled and shook her head before disappearing back to the kitchen. "No thanks. Remember the last time you tried to help with a birth?"
Gill felt his cheeks begin to warm as his daughter happily yelled out, "Daddy fainted!"
He coughed lightly into his hand and glanced up briefly to the TV before looking back at Emma. "What are you watching?" It looked rather familiar…and not necessarily in a good way.
"Cartoons!" she responded, giggling before bounding back to Finn, whom she'd left disgruntled on the floor. She picked him up and set him in her lap so they could continue watching their show. (Hey, you, give us back the cow! Tsk, you got me... You can't escape now! I'm going to call for backup, then!) Gill felt his eyebrow twitch. Yes, it seemed all too familiar...
He wandered over to his wife, who was still busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. She turned around at the sound of his approach and smiled before giving him a small kiss. "Welcome back. We're having spaghetti tonight."
He returned the gesture but then his lips pressed into a small suspicious frown. "That show sounds familiar..." he commented somewhat distractedly, trying to place it.
Molly bit back a giggle and turned back to the food. "Does it? I didn't know you watched cartoons."
His frown deepened and a faint blush colored his cheeks pink. "I-I don't! This just..."
She laughed openly now as she scooped the spaghetti onto the plates, making sure to add extra sauce to both Gill's and Emma's. It seemed looks weren't the only things their daughter inherited from her father. With a plate in each hand, she walked out to the dining room, but not without pausing to murmur in his ear, "Well, it should, Commander Gilligan."
"Mommy, what's wrong with Daddy?" Emma asked as she skipped over to the table with Finn, the smell of food finally wrenching the two of them from their show. (Commander Gilligan!!! Huh!? Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Who's that? Hem, I am Commander Gilligan!) "He's making some funny noises."
"Don't worry, he just remembered something." Molly smiled sweetly at her daughter as she placed the plate in front of her.
"Oh." The little girl fell silent for a few moments as she grabbed her fork and began to twirl it around and around in the pasta. Once Gill regained enough composure to sit down again, she looked up to him. "Hey, Daddy?"
"Hm?" Emma wondered why his face was pink. And why her mommy looked like she was going to burst.
She paused again, biting her lip thoughtfully. "Does that make me Captain Emma?" When all she received was an eyebrow raise in response, she tried again. "I've heard Mommy call you Commander Gilligan before and you're in my show so…am I Captain Emma?"
There was a long pause. Finn was the one that started laughing first, with Molly not far behind. Gill's face turned a spectacular shade of red and he coughed into his fist. "I-I suppose you could say that…" he said finally, sounding embarrassed.
Emma's face brightened and she flashed a toothy smile. "Yay! Oh, but I'm not going to be a bad guy though. I'll fight for justice!" She pumped a fist in the air for dramatic effect before lowering it and gasping. "Daddy, maybe THAT'S why Mommy's animals don't like you! Don't be mean to them, okay?" She glared at her father, cheeks puffing out a bit.
Molly had push away her food to rest her forehead against the table at this point, she was laughing so hard. Gill just pursed his lips, but nodded anyway. "I won't."
Emma still didn't look convinced. "Promise?"
He nodded again. "Promise."
"Pinky pro--"
"Emma, finish your food."
"...Kay." she grumbled. Tomorrow a serious talk with her grandpa was in order, that was for sure.