Stubing, Vicki, Judy, and Gopher watched as Ponch and Jon mounted the emergency jetskis, like knights of old valiantly mounting their steeds. Bravely they sped away, ripping through the untamed waters towards the mysterious ship. Vicki sighed as she watched their hair blowing with the wind.

When they were next to the small yacht, they parked their jetskis. The captain walked out of the yacht and faced them. She was a very young woman—startlingly young. She wore a Hawaiian shirt, straw hat, and sunglasses; she looked like she was on vacation, too.

"Ahoy!" said Ponch.

"Hello," she replied.

"We're with the Pacific Princess," explained Jon. "We've noticed you've been following us for awhile. Care to explain?"

"You think I don't realize I've been following you guys?" she yelled. At first Ponch and Jon couldn't tell if she was joking or angry. "Of course I've been following you! That ship is huge!"

"We would like to know why you've been following it," Ponch asserted.

"Well, the truth is, I heard Bruce Nelson was on that ship. It sounds desperate—I know it's desperate—but I'd do anything to meet him. I've been such a fan of his ever since he started. When I read in the Speedway Enthusiasts magazine that he was gonna be on board, well… I just had to! My room is covered in pictures of him! I think he's the greatest."

"You would travel all these miles by yourself just to meet Bruce Nelson?" Jon asked.

"Well, it sounds stupid when you say it, but you don't know what he means to me! I'm his biggest fan ever! And I'm not by myself," she ducked back inside the yacht and called, "Girls! Come out here!"

Ponch and Jon were flabbergasted when five other girls walked out. Two of them wore t-shirts with Bruce's face on it.

"Oh, brother," Jon laughed, looking down and shaking his head.

"I think this is the weirdest thing we've seen in a long time," Ponch laughed.

"Do you have anyone over eighteen on board?" Jon asked.

"I am!" said one, raising her arm. If she was really eighteen, she must have just turned eighteen.

"I'm going to need to see some ID," he said, trying not to laugh again.

Sure enough, she was telling the truth.

"Say, ladies," Ponch said, "How about I make a dream come true? I can take you to see Bruce Nelson right now."

The girls squealed and jumped up and down.

Jon whispered to Ponch, "You're sure we're allowed to do that?"

"Hey, Jon, how can they refuse a bunch of young girls? Give 'em a little bit of the Poncherello charm and everything will go smoothly."

As they drove towards the Pacific Princess, the yacht's captain was only too happy to explain everything. The yacht belonged to her father, who knew they were planning to go on a long trip—though, inwardly, Ponch and Jon doubted this.

"Today, we're going to make all your dreams come true," Ponch said with a smile, "But don't you ever pull a stupid stunt like this ever again."

"Oh, no, sir! Not after I've met Brucie!"

Bruce was lounging at the poolside, soaking up a tan with his wife, Kelly Nelson, née Monahan. Nearby, Bobby, Kathy, and Webster were swimming and splashing in the pool. Bobby felt mischievous and splashed a wave of water over his relaxed little brother.

"Hey!" yelled Bruce, turning around and raising his sunglasses.

He looked at Bobby's silly, laughing face.

"You're like a big kid," Bruce laughed, turning back around.

Behind his back, Bobby mocked him and Kathy and Webster giggled.

A few moments later, Ponch slowly walked up to Bruce.

"Hi, Bruce," he said. "I've got something for ya'."

"Oh yeah? What is it?"

"Oh, girls…!"

One by one, the six Bruce fanatics walked out. They almost fainted when they saw him in his bathing suit. Some of them started sobbing. Bruce raised his sunglasses and stood up.

"Hi, girls," he said.

One of them couldn't help but scream. Bruce was delighted to give each girl an 8x10 with his autograph and a kiss on the cheek. If ever Ace was needed to take a photograph, it was right now, but being unavailable, Ponch took a photo with his own Polaroid camera for each of the girls. Bruce was happy to chat with his biggest fans. He was hardly aware that he even had fans so devoted.

"Ladies," he said smugly, "I have a brother, you know."
"A brother!?" they gasped. The thought of it was almost too much to handle.

"Hey, Bobby!" he called.

Bobby came out of the pool and laughed nervously at the girls' dreamy eyes.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Bobby Nelson."

They sighed. He was the second most perfect man in the world to them.

"So, you girls really followed this ship just to meet me?" Bruce asked.

"Sure did!" the Captain spoke up. "All by ourselves! That's how much we love you, Brucie!"

"We've been holding our fan club for six years now," she said. "Whenever you're on TV, we tape it. We want to start a museum for you. I have a whole scrapbook full of clippings related to you," another prated.

The flattery was too much for Bruce, but he didn't want to break these girls' hearts. He calmly listened to their stories for the rest of the afternoon, and gave them each a kiss goodbye. It was a day they would never forget. Their promise to Ponch was kept, and from then on, they only met Bruce through public appearances.