Mary Ann
I was doing the wash, thinking of a certain sailor man, when he came out of the clearing. I blushed a bit, which was silly, as he doesn't notice me as a girlfriend. But how long I had wish he would sweep me off my feet. That will only happen in my dreams though.
"Hi Mary Ann!" He says excitedly. Oh, how does he not know how much even his voice does to me? I guess not.
"Hi Gilligan." I say, almost in a whisper. How he managed to hear me, I will never know.
"Want to go butterfly hunting with me?" I shook my head, giggling. Butterfly hunting is how we relax after chores, or a way for Gilligan to escape the Skipper's attitude and the dreaded cap slap.
"Sure Gilligan. Just wait till I get the wash hung on the line." But, and I love him for it, he couldn't wait, and started hanging the wash up in record time.
"Come on Mary Ann, time to go butterfly hunting!" He was so excited, he ran into a tree. He smiled and shook it off, but didn't see the coconut fall. Before I could warn him, it fell on his head. I ran to his side, and somehow found the strength to pick him up and run back to camp.
Professor
Me and Skipper were playing chess, the only time I actually had to think on chess, when Mary Ann came in with Gilligan in her arms. Skipper got up to take him out of her arms, which she told him to back off, or the cap gets it. He backed off, and I followed to see if I could be of any assistance.
"Oh, Professor, is he ok?" I gently pushed her away, and checked his vital signs. His eyes reacted to light, his pulse was normal, and aside from a bump on the head, there were no signs of any other injures. I asked what happened, and she told me the story.
"Mary Ann, he is just fine. The coconut left a nasty bump, and he was knock unconscious. He will make up in about an hour or two. Now, may I suggest leaving him alone till then." She gave me a Try-to-make-me-leave-and-I-will-hurt-you look.
"Or stay here and keep him company." With that, I left. As I came back to the table, the Skipper was pacing back and forth.
"How's my little buddy doing Professor?" He asked, worried out of his mind.
"Gilligan will make a full recovery in a hour Skipper. And, I do believe I put you in check." He chuckled, and we returned to our game.
