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"You idiot! You could not follow the simplest of instructions!"
"But master, you told me to surround the girl, and I did as you instructed."
"You surrounded the wrong girl! You sorry excuse for a servant!"
Two clouds descended onto the place where Mary Ann had been just a few short hours ago. They transformed into two men. One was short and stocky, but had the presence of authority. The other was tall and muscular, and had the brain capacity of a turnip.
"Master, you pointed to the little one."
The short man rolled his eyes, and let out an angry sigh. "Very well, well then where is she?"
"She went with the skinny one towards their living area."
"Well we just have to find her then, won't we?"
The tall man nodded. "Master, how can the skinny one hear her? I thought no one would be able to."
"Well we just have to find her to find out."
They turned and headed in the direction of the huts. While the short man contemplated the possibilities of how the skinny one was really able to see and hear the little one.
Gilligan and Mary Ann entered the clearing, and found the rest of the castaways except Ginger sitting at the table listening to the radio.
"Skipper, Professor, Mary Ann had disappeared." Gilligan said as they stopped beside the castaways.
"Not now Gilligan." Skipper replied.
"But, Skipper, she has disappeared. Look" Gilligan replied, pointing beside him at Mary Ann.
Mary Anne waved, but knew it wouldn't do any good.
"Yes I can see there is no one there. Like there is nothing in your head!" Skipper yelled.
"I can't find Mary Ann anywhere." Ginger yelled as she came into view in the clearing.
The Skipper looked at Gilligan and gave an apologetic look, but did not say a word. Instead he barked out orders for everyone to start a search to find the missing Mary Ann. Mary Ann's blood boiled at the way the Skipper treated Gilligan.
"I know where she is, Skipper." Gilligan stated.
"Well then, tell us where she is, Gilligan."
"She is right here." Gilligan said, pointing beside him.
"Okay, Gilligan if you say so." The Skipper replied jokingly.
"No Skipper, I mean it she is right here. Aren't you Mary Ann?" Gilligan asked her.
"Yes, Gilligan, I'm right here." She replied, thankful he could still hear her at least.
"Well, Gilligan," The Skipper replied crossing his arms.
"The dear boy has been out in the sun too long. He's hallucinating." Mrs. Howell stated, sympathetically.
Mary Ann's mouth dropped open. No one could hear her!
"Gilligan, can you still hear me?"
"Yes," Gilligan replied.
"What was that, Gilligan?" Professor asked.
"I was talking to Mary Ann."
"Don't listen to him Professor. He's just talking to himself." Skipper replied.
Mary Ann had enough. It was bad enough hearing the Skipper belittle Gilligan every day, but today was not a good day to do it. Reaching for a plate, still sitting on the table, Mary Ann picked it up and threw it as hard as she could.
She turned to see the castaways dumbfounded, except for Gilligan.
"Dear heavens," Mr. Howell replied, looking at Gilligan.
"Little buddy, did you do that?" Skipper asked nervously.
Gilligan shook his head. "Mary Ann did."
The castaways looked at each other and then looked to where the plate had originated, and then looked at the plate itself.
"Mary Ann?" Ginger asked, coming up to stand next to her.
Mary Ann huffed and moved next to Gilligan.
"Well, where is she?" Skipper asked Gilligan.
Mary Ann touched Gilligan's arm.
"She's right beside me, Skipper." Gilligan answered.
"How can you see her, and we can't Gilligan?" Professor asked.
"I can't see her. I can hear her."
"Well, how can you hear her and we can't?" Skipper asked, clearly agitated.
Mary Ann stifled a scream.
"I don't know, Skipper. Can you help her, Professor?" Gilligan asked looking worriedly down at Mary Ann.
Mary Ann smiled at his concern and reached up to gently touch his face.
Mrs. Howell watched with amusement at Gilligan's affection towards the young girl. She grabbed her husband' arm and pulled him closer.
Mr. Howell looked at his wife.
"Oh, no, Lovey, I know that look on your face. You are not thinking what I hope you are not thinking."
Lovey smiled and Thurston groaned. My wife the matchmaker
The Professor thought about the situation at hand and turned to Gilligan.
"Gilligan, tell Mary Ann I need to know everything she did before this happened."
Gilligan nodded, and Mary Ann swallowed hard. That means I'll have to tell them about my secret place. Oh, crap.
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