So this is my first Gilligan's Island fanfic. I hope you enjoy it. I am not following any particular episode, I'm really just adding my own adventures. Disclaimer: I do not own the show or the original characters(main cast and guests included). Here's chapter 1!


Ginger and Mary Ann walked through the forest enjoying the day. The sun was in the middle of the sky, indicating it was noon. The two were laughing as they spoke of Gilligan's latest snafu. Mary Ann stopped in the middle of her sentence. She turned to her friend.

"Do you hear that?" she asked.

"Hear what?"

"Shh."

Mary Ann tiptoed through a few bushes with Ginger in tow. As they drew closer, the movie star's eyes widened.

"Oh! I hear it. Is that singing?"

"I said shush," Mary Ann whispered.

She pulled back some branches and gasped. A woman, around the age of the other two, was lying in a woven hammock singing. Her hair was long, curly, and chestnut brown. She wore a yellow, no sleeve, shirt and white shorts. Her shoes were also a yellow color. She did not seem to have noticed the other two, for her eyes were closed. The girls stepped away and looked at each other.

"Who's she?" asked Ginger.

"I was gonna ask you."

"Should we get the boys?"

"We could say hello," Mary Ann suggested.

Ginger nodded in agreement. The two retraced their steps and went back to where the woman was.

"H-Hello," the ebony haired girl called out.

The woman snapped her eyes open. She quickly sat up and caught sight of the girls. Her emerald eyes widened.

"Oh, now I've got to be imagining things," she said.

"Why would you say that?" Ginger asked.

"Well, I'm looking at two other people on this here deserted island." She chuckled.

"Oh, we're real," Mary Ann affirmed. "My name's Mary Ann."

"I'm Ginger."

The woman stood up and walked over. She grinned as she shook their hands.

"Pleasure to meet you both. My name's Sora," she paused, "How'd you two end up here?"

"All seven of us were on a boat when a really bad storm hit. We crashed on to the island."

The woman raised her eyebrows. "Did you say seven?"

Mary Ann nodded. "Sure did. How'd you get here?"

"Same way, except it was a typhoon. I went on the boat alone."

"How long have you been here," the red head asked.

"A couple weeks I'd say."

Mary Ann's eyes widened. "Why don't you come meet everybody, and if you like it, stay with us!"

"You would let me?"

"Of course! You seem like a lovely girl."

Sora blushed. "Thank you," she paused in thought, "Alright. I'll go."

Sora picked up the few things she had with her: a navy blue jacket, song book, and guitar. The two girls grabbed Sora's arm and led her to the camp. They spoke of all their adventures and explained who everyone was. Personal commentary was, of course, not withheld. Sora listened politely as she walked with them. Her bright eyes widened as she caught sight of some huts covered with palm trees. Her mouth dropped open.

"Oh my word," she gasped. "This is where you're staying?"

"Yeah. Wonderful, isn't it?"

"I'll say! Compared to my little spot, this is heaven!"

Mary Ann's eyes lit up. "Come meet our friends, they're right over there."

The three girls walked over to the makeshift table where everyone was listening to the radio. Ginger and Mary Ann stood in front as if to hide their new friend. Gilligan noticed them first. The radio had been turned off.

"Hi girls," he said cheerfully.

"Hi," they replied in unison.

"We have a surprise for you all," the ebony haired girl continued.

"Oh yeah? What would that be?" asked the Skipper.

The two girls moved aside to reveal Sora. She curtsied. Everyone's eyes went wide.

"We found someone," Ginger pointed out.

The Skipper took off his hat and stuck out his hand. "Hello miss..."

She shook his hand. "Sora. I'm Sora."

"Call me Skipper."

"Sora...that's Native American for songbird." She nodded.

"That's the Professor," Mary Ann added.

"Do you study Native American culture?" asked the brunette.

"I have before, although, that isn't my main area of study." They shook hands.

"Pleasure."

"How funny. Your name means songbird and we found you singing," Ginger mused.

"You sing?" Sora nodded.

"How do you do? I'm Thurston Howell the third, and this is my wife."

Sora shook hands with the two. "Pleasure to meet you both." She turned toward the boy in a red shirt. "That would make you Gilligan."

His eyes widened. "How'd you guess that?"

"The girls told me of all your adventures," she explained. She shook his hand.

"Is that a guitar?" the goofy boy asked.

She grinned as she took it off her back. "Why, yes it is."

"Do you play," asked the Skipper.

She nodded. "I've known since I was a little girl."

"Care to play something for us?" asked the Professor.

"Only if none of you mind."

"I say sing away."

"Me too," the others said in little scrambles.

"Well, alright. You may stop me if you like."

They nodded. Sora sat on an empty seat and started to play her instrument. She closed her eyes and began to sway slightly as her humming began. Soon, a full and melodious voice lifted gently into the air.

"Oh my lover has gone far away. Leaving a sore pain behind. Refusing to follow, my chest all but hollow, my lover has left me for another dame. Oh, oh, oh, oh. The moon is a'rising. No trace of him yet to be found. Refusing to follow, my chest all but hollow, my lover has left me for another dame…in the heavens."

She continued to play it out as the others watched. The swaying soon stopped as her emerald eyes opened. The other seven began to clap thunderously. Mrs. Howell, Ginger, and Mary Ann wiped small tears away while smiling. Sora bowed her head.

"Thank you." The clapping stopped. "So, you liked it?"

"Liked it? I loved it," the Professor exclaimed.

"I'd take Lovey and myself to see that professionally," Mr. Howell agreed.

"It was so lovely," Mary Ann grinned. Ginger nodded in agreement.

"And sad too," Gilligan added. "Did the woman's lover die?"

"Yes, he did."

"Well, why did he die?" asked the Skipper.

"The other verses explain how he met a beautiful angel that he followed. Although, that's just what the lonely woman speculates. It's written as what she may have been thinking."

"It was wonderful, happy or sad, Sora."

"Thank you Mrs. Howell."

The chatter continued as the day went on. During lunch, Sora explained the instances of how she came upon the island. She told them the things she had been through already, including sleeping on a tree branch to avoid a gorilla. When lunch was done, Sora took a walk with Gilligan. The others sat and listened to the radio. They laughed together as they observed the island.

"You know," she said, "you remind me of someone."

"Oh yeah? Who?"

"A dear friend of mine. We were childhood friends and nearly inseparable. All we did was look at each other and laugh."

"You must've had some pretty funny faces."

Sora giggled lightly. "I guess so."

"What happened?"

"He moved away. One thing I do remember is that he loved the sea. We both did."

"What was his name?"

"I don't remember his real name. I only remember calling him Teddy. Is that wrong?" Her eyes looked at him innocently.

He shook his head. "No."

Silence followed. The two continued to observe the jungle. A smile graced Sora's lips. She grabbed Gilligan's arm and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I'm glad we took this walk."

"Me too. Now I know you a little better." She giggled.

The two decided to head back to camp. They came back to see dinner just about ready. Gilligan ran over to Mary Ann. Sora walked over and sat down between Ginger and the Professor.

"Sora! You're in one piece," the actress exclaimed. "I thought for sure something would've happened."

The emerald eyed girl giggled. "Oh come now. He's not that bad is he?"

"Gilligan sort of attracts trouble," the Professor grinned.

"Didn't you learn anything from the stories Mary Ann and I told you?"

"I believe in making my own opinions," she responded lightly.

"So, what would your opinion be of staying with us?" asked Ginger.

Sora's eyes glistened. "I would love to stay in the camp."

"Oh goody!" She stood up. "Mary Ann! Gilligan! Sora says she's staying!"

The two ran over, Mary Ann with the food, and congratulated the girl.

"Did I hear someone's staying?" yelled the Skipper as he walked out of his hut.

Sora nodded. Skipper gave her a fatherly hug. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, the brunette turned to see the Professor holding out his hand. She shook it.

"Welcome to our little piece on the island."

She blushed slightly. "Thank you."

"Let's start building her hut," Skipper proclaimed.

"Oh no! I don't need you all to go to that trouble!"

"It's no trouble at all!"

"Please, isn't there some room in the huts you've already built?"

"Well, there's four huts with two people in each except the Professor's," stated the newly entered Mr. Howell.

"For everyone to live comfortably, you could room with the Professor," finished Mrs. Howell.

After a moment of consideration, the blue eyed man stood up. "That'd work wonderfully. What do you say, Sora?"

"Uh," she paused feeling nervous. She didn't know if it was alright to room with a man she had just met. Then again, she wasn't going to overcrowd the others and they were definitely not going to make another hut. She smiled. "Alright, but only if you're truly okay with this Professor."

He nodded. "I'm alright if you're alright."

"Alright."

"Now let's have some dinner," Mary Ann proclaimed.

The eight gobbled up the food that had been prepared. When they finished, the Professor showed Sora which hut they were sharing. A small bamboo wall was in the middle.

"I had a feeling that you'd be rooming with me if you decided to stay. I built it while you were walking with Gilligan." He looked at the maiden as she eyed it. With a quick step, he moved to the edge of it. "It's moveable. That way when we need to, we can move it to the side."

He demonstrated by moving it slightly. She smiled at him.

"Thank you Professor. It's wonderful."

He turned around and pulled something off a bamboo table. Her emerald eyes widened as they caught sight of a makeshift pillow and blanket.

"The Skipper made the pillow and Ginger made the blanket. I hope this is enough."

"It's more than enough." She hugged him. He seemed a little hesitant. "I truly am grateful," she whispered. The two let go. "Goodnight Professor."

"Goodnight Sora."

He watched as she moved behind the dividing wall. He slowly laid down onto his bed. The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile. On the other side of the wall, Sora cuddled under the blanket as her head lay on the pillow. She was beaming with joy. The two soon fell asleep.


Well that's chapter 1; I hope you enjoyed it! If you feel inclined to do so, please R&R! I know it sounds crazy, but I love feedback. Have a wonderful day!

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