"Gilligan's Acres" Part Four
Title: "Gilligan's Acres"
Part 4/Unknown
Author: Karen (kirsdarke)
Pairings: Mary Ann/Gilligan, Ginger/Professor
Rating: PG
Summary: They inherit a farm.
Disclaimer: Trust me. I don't own GI.
Notes: Unbeta-ed.
That night, the group dined with the sailors aboard the U.S.S. Shwartz, in the crowded mess hall. Even after the plates were empty, they kept chatting happily, enjoying each other's company while they still could. Even though nobody mentioned it, they all knew that they would be parting ways soon.
A sailor came up to the table and stood in front of them with a smile.
"Ladies and a gentlemen, the Captain wanted me to let you know that we'll be arriving in Hawaii in approximately twelve hours."
The news was met with a happy chorus of Thank you's, and the sailor left.
"Now, then," Mr. Howell said. "We'll arrive in Hawaii, and you will all stay with us at the Howell Resort." The group responded happily once again, and after they fell silent, Mary Ann stood up.
"Well I think I'm gonna go to bed," she said.
"I'll walk you, Mary Ann," Gilligan said, standing up. "I'm kind of tired, too."
"Okay. Good night, everybody." Everyone bid them good night, and Mrs. Howell watched them with a smile as they left.
"I can't believe we're almost home," Mary Ann said.
"I can't believe I haven't messed it up yet," Gilligan said cheerfully. Mary Ann laughed a little, but didn't say anything. The two of them fell into silence as they walked. Gilligan knew this was his chance- maybe his last one.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Mary Ann stopped and opened the door to her and Ginger's room.
"Well," Mary Ann said, stepping into the room. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Yeah," Gilligan said. Mary Ann smiled and started closing the door. "Mary Ann?"
She opened the door and looked at him.
"Yes?" she said. He tried to think. What was he going to say?
"Sweet dreams," he said with a smile. She smiled sweetly at him.
"Sweet dreams, Gilligan," she said. She shut the door.
Gilligan walked away, disappointed with himself. He took off his hat and hit himself on the head with it.
~~~
The Professor was standing on deck, leaning on the railing and looking at the stars. The calm of the night sky had always helped him to focus on his more difficult problems. This particular problem was one of the most difficult he'd encountered- it was a woman. A particular woman that he'd come to know very well.
"Hi, Professor," she said.
"Ginger," he said, a little surprised.
"Am I interrupting?"
"Not at all. I was just...thinking."
"About?"
You, he thought. But he couldn't tell her that.
"Home," he said. An easy answered. She believed him, and smiled.
"I can't believe we're so close," she said. "I was starting to think we'd all grow old on that island."
Professor laughed and looked out onto the horizon. Ginger studied him. He was so handsome. He could be a movie star, if he wanted. But of course he didn't. He had a much different life.
Ginger looked way, over the railing and down at the water. Professor would never fall for a girl like her- not seriously. She was much too shallow and silly for someone like him. He needed someone smart and substantial- the exact opposite of Ginger Grant.
She had told herself this over and over. Why did she keep letting herself entertain those thoughts?
She stepped away from the railing.
"Good night, Professor," she said. He looked up in surprise. He had just had a perfect opportunity, and it had passed. Ginger was walking away.
"Good night," he said. He watched sadly as she walked away, then turned back to look at the stars again.
Sorry it's so short. :-\
<3
Part 4/Unknown
Author: Karen (kirsdarke)
Pairings: Mary Ann/Gilligan, Ginger/Professor
Rating: PG
Summary: They inherit a farm.
Disclaimer: Trust me. I don't own GI.
Notes: Unbeta-ed.
That night, the group dined with the sailors aboard the U.S.S. Shwartz, in the crowded mess hall. Even after the plates were empty, they kept chatting happily, enjoying each other's company while they still could. Even though nobody mentioned it, they all knew that they would be parting ways soon.
A sailor came up to the table and stood in front of them with a smile.
"Ladies and a gentlemen, the Captain wanted me to let you know that we'll be arriving in Hawaii in approximately twelve hours."
The news was met with a happy chorus of Thank you's, and the sailor left.
"Now, then," Mr. Howell said. "We'll arrive in Hawaii, and you will all stay with us at the Howell Resort." The group responded happily once again, and after they fell silent, Mary Ann stood up.
"Well I think I'm gonna go to bed," she said.
"I'll walk you, Mary Ann," Gilligan said, standing up. "I'm kind of tired, too."
"Okay. Good night, everybody." Everyone bid them good night, and Mrs. Howell watched them with a smile as they left.
"I can't believe we're almost home," Mary Ann said.
"I can't believe I haven't messed it up yet," Gilligan said cheerfully. Mary Ann laughed a little, but didn't say anything. The two of them fell into silence as they walked. Gilligan knew this was his chance- maybe his last one.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Mary Ann stopped and opened the door to her and Ginger's room.
"Well," Mary Ann said, stepping into the room. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Yeah," Gilligan said. Mary Ann smiled and started closing the door. "Mary Ann?"
She opened the door and looked at him.
"Yes?" she said. He tried to think. What was he going to say?
"Sweet dreams," he said with a smile. She smiled sweetly at him.
"Sweet dreams, Gilligan," she said. She shut the door.
Gilligan walked away, disappointed with himself. He took off his hat and hit himself on the head with it.
~~~
The Professor was standing on deck, leaning on the railing and looking at the stars. The calm of the night sky had always helped him to focus on his more difficult problems. This particular problem was one of the most difficult he'd encountered- it was a woman. A particular woman that he'd come to know very well.
"Hi, Professor," she said.
"Ginger," he said, a little surprised.
"Am I interrupting?"
"Not at all. I was just...thinking."
"About?"
You, he thought. But he couldn't tell her that.
"Home," he said. An easy answered. She believed him, and smiled.
"I can't believe we're so close," she said. "I was starting to think we'd all grow old on that island."
Professor laughed and looked out onto the horizon. Ginger studied him. He was so handsome. He could be a movie star, if he wanted. But of course he didn't. He had a much different life.
Ginger looked way, over the railing and down at the water. Professor would never fall for a girl like her- not seriously. She was much too shallow and silly for someone like him. He needed someone smart and substantial- the exact opposite of Ginger Grant.
She had told herself this over and over. Why did she keep letting herself entertain those thoughts?
She stepped away from the railing.
"Good night, Professor," she said. He looked up in surprise. He had just had a perfect opportunity, and it had passed. Ginger was walking away.
"Good night," he said. He watched sadly as she walked away, then turned back to look at the stars again.
Sorry it's so short. :-\
<3