It Should Have Happened
Author's note: This may be long so bear with me. I just wanted to do a quick analysis of the relationships on the island as this is a story about the Skipper and Ginger. It should have happened and I don't understand why more people didn't see this. THINK about it, Mr. Howell liked to flirt, a lot(especially in S1) but you KNOW in the end he would never act on it. I think he just got off on the flirting really. As far as the professor and Gilligan, they seemed asexual to me. I mean, the professor never liked to kiss(see the Erika Tiffany Smith and Castaway Pictures eps). Although he had more romantic interactions with Ginger(see Erika, Castaway Pictures and Little Man eps) I think he had more of a shining to Mary Ann. After all HE nominated her for Miss Castaway(see THAT ep) and I just think he would have meshed better with someone down to earth than a movie starlet(see Gilligan the Goddess ep where Mary Ann dressed up the professor). Next, is Gilligan. One minute he wants to buy a motorcycle, the next he wants to buy a tricycle(see A million dollars more or less ep). He reads comics, is INSANELY shy for a man and just doesn't seem like he would be interested in sex, let alone courting. He's like a big kid that never matured. That leaves the Skipper, aka Jonas. When he got amnesia he immediately started necking with Ginger although she wasn't too pleased(see Forget Me Not), HE nominated Ginger for Miss Castaway, SHE dressed him in drag(see Gilligan the Goddess ep), she tried to get him to join her for a private walk(see Court Martial), she nursed his ego(see Waiting For Watubi), he always seems to stare at her from afar, he goes to HER for romantic advice(see Erika Tiffany Smith), etc. And WHY NOT? Nothing wrong with a May-December romance. The Skipper wasn't ancient and while he had some extra weight on him I would not call him super fat. He was also quite handsome and had a great smile. Unfortunately he was comical and farsical(you could see him get nervous around Ginger a lot) but he had his serious moments. Plus, if you saw any of Alan Hale's other performances(or pictures of him as a young man. Just check ebay), especially in romantic roles, you too would be convinced of the Skipper-Ginger relationship. I think, deep down, Ginger wanted someone to care for her and not use her for her status or body and Skipper would be THAT someone. A HUGE flirt(i.e. the character Alan played in Biff Baker), but in the end Skipper would be the true gentleman (remember, in Forget Me Not he wasn't himself and would never just go up to Ginger like that!). Anyway….thanks for reading this and on with the story!
It had been three long years on the island, but the seven strangers became a family. At home they would NEVER consort with each other…think about it. An actress and rich socialites? How vulgar! A professor and an actress? Never! Two sailors and a farm girl? Scandalous! However, they managed to survive and build friendships that otherwise would never have happened. Still it was 2 single women to 3 single men.
They WERE only human, after all. The professor was always alone at night and often had dreams or urges that required him to cool off in the lagoon or read one of his books to get his mind off things. Gilligan, well, Gilligan acted like a young boy. Sometimes he had "dreams" that made him feel funny and sometimes he would look at the girls and, again, feel funny but he just brushed it off. He didn't even think to tell it to the skipper, his best friend and father-figure. Gilligan considered the girls like buddies. He hated it when Ginger tried to use her ways to kiss him and while Mary Ann was sweet he thought of her like a sister. That left the skipper, aka Jonas.
No one ever called him by his name. He was their leader so they naturally called him by his title. Sometimes, the Howells would refer to him as Captain and that was fine. There were instances when he almost forgot his name completely. He was older, not as old as Mr. Howell, but older than Gilligan and the Professor.
In his early days in the navy he made the rounds at the bars and cathouses. Personally, he wasn't the type to have indiscriminate sex but he was now a man of the world and in his early 20s. Plus, after spending several months at sea he had to…well….release his urges. Girlie magazines were good in a pinch but not the same. Sure he was the first to check them out and oggle the pictures for hours, but when it came to "the act" he was always overwhelmed by a feeling of guilt afterwards.
When joining the navy he was a virgin and didn't want the guys to bust his chops. After all, he never took advantage of his girlfriend in high school, he could never do something like that. But it was different with "ladies of the evening" wasn't it? The rules weren't the same. Still, he would treat even those women with respect, trying to caress them and kiss them before "doing the deed" but often times they didn't want to kiss. He wasn't suave nor did he have a great body, but he did have an intoxicating smile, fun personality and the blondest hair. He also had a great laugh that filled up even the nosiest bars. These women would flock to him and, who wouldn't?
In certain ports, the woman would try to offer him more exotic choices. Inviting one of his friends to "join", offering up two girls for the price of one, using certain stimulation tools, using handcuffs, trying other positions. None of this appealed to him and he politely turned down the choices. Once, just once, he needed some release after a particularly long trip. So, a friend offered to pay for himself and Jonas. The women took them both to a darker corner of the bar and the ladies immediately disappeared under the table while the guys drank their beers. It took him by completely surprise and, while it was an enjoyable feeling, Jonas was embarrassed and couldn't really look the woman in the eye afterwards when she came back up. Then his friend, who was so drunk at that point, wanted to get them tattoos. Jonas, while he had amazing muscles, decided against getting a tattoo. He didn't want to be like THOSE sailors.
As he rose through the ranks of the Navy he dated the occasional nurse but it never developed into anything serious. Now he was in his 40s and realized his chances of settling down had disappeared. Maybe he wasn't ready before…now he was.
He still had the charm and the great smile, but his stomach was rounder and his hair was graying. Sometimes his hormones would rage out of control and he would just pace around the hut or take a walk around the lagoon. Who would want him now? Mary Ann, well she was like a daughter, so young and sweet. He felt like her protector and NEVER had any romantic feelings for her. Then there was Ginger, boy did he like to just stare at her. She was so svelt and sexy and she had that lilting voice that he could listen to for hours. But he was too old and he was hardly the type of guy she would go out with. He was no Rock Hudson or James Dean, just an old salt who managed to get himself and six others shipwrecked.
Still he felt there were times he thought Ginger gave him an extra look or two or an extra portion of food. Maybe he was just imagining this, it had been so long since he was with a woman both romantically and sexually. Now he was used to his celibacy.