Ginger was able to free her hands from the rope. That nut, Eva, didn't tighten it very good. Oh, just wait until she got her hands on that evil woman! No one messed with Ginger Grant, or the ones she loved, and got away with it. She had told Eva that she wasn't going to get away with it, and she wasn't!

Ginger removed the gag, and then untied her feet, and headed back to camp in a furious rage! Her temper was hotter than her red hair.

Professor sat at the bamboo table, wondering what in the world was going on. Ginger normally refused to dance with anybody except him, and she even called him Ray. At one point, she said Professor. Something really strange was going on. He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the sound of movement coming through the jungle and into camp. It was Eva! No. No, it couldn't be. No. Why, it was-

"Ginger!"

"Roy!"

Ginger ran into the Professor's embrace, and laid her head on his shoulder. He stroked his fingers through her lovely red locks. Everyone stopped dancing and stared in confusion.

"Hey, why is Professor hugging Eva," Gilligan asked.

Mary Ann sighed. "That's Ginger, silly."

"Oh. But- Ginger's dancing with Skipper."

"No, Gilligan," the real Ginger said, turning around and shaking her head. "Eva is dancing with the Skipper. Before the party, she took me out into the jungle, conked me on the head, tied me up, and was going to leave me here!"

Everyone looked at Eva in shock and disappointment. Eva didn't look sorry or even ashamed.

"I had you all fooled, though, didn't I?"

"Not me," Professor spoke up. "I knew there was something peculiar. My name happens to be Roy, Eva, not Ray. I could tell from the beginning that something was not right."

"And I certainly didn't appreciate you calling me the Skipper," Mary Ann put in, with her hand on her waist.

"Gee, thanks, Mary Ann," Skipper said.

"Give me back that necklace, Miss Grubb," Mr. Howell said, holding out his hand.

Eva took the necklace and gave it to Mr. Howell, and then turned to the others.

"I'm not sorry for what I did. I deserve to have some happiness. After all these years, it's my turn to shine! If it meant leaving behind one of you, then so be it."

Ginger walked up and made everyone cringe when she slapped Eva hard across the face. Gilligan put a hand to his cheek in sympathy pain. He knew what Ginger's slaps felt like, and they were rough!

"Ow! You hussy! That hurt!"

"My Ginger is not a hussy," Professor said in a threatening voice.

Skipper decided to speak up. "I say we tie her up and leave her here, just like she was planning to do to Ginger!"

Ginger shook her head, no. "No. I have a better idea. Mary Ann, Mrs. Howell, if you will follow me into the girls' hut, while Roy and the other gentlemen bring Eva."

Skipper and Gilligan picked up Eva by the arms. She started kicking and flailing, trying to get loose.

In the girls' hut, Ginger motioned for the men to sit Eva down in a chair.

"What are you going to do to me," Eva asked, in an angry voice.

"You'll see, honey," Ginger said, giving her famous smile when she was up to something.

While the men held Eva's arms, Ginger proceeded to bleach the red color out of Eva's hair and turned it back to black. But that wasn't all. She cut Eva's hair. Short hair was not a good look for Eva, not at all. They then forced Eva's old clothes back on her, and put her glasses back on her.

"We will tie her up, and bring her back to civilization with us, where she will be turned into the authorities," Ginger said.

Everyone liked Ginger's plan, and they took Eva and put her in the little jail they made out of one of the caves with her hands tied behind her back. They would all take turns on guard duty.

"I'll get you for this Grant," Eva hissed.

Ginger just smiled. "Don't think so, Grubb."