10 – Gordon's Fan Club

Gordon lounged by the pool, drying off in the generous heat of the sun hanging high over Tracy Island. With his sunglasses on and his headphones in his ears, he was taken completely off-guard by Alan's approach.

"Hey, Gordon!" Alan shouted near his brother's head, causing Gordon to fall off the lounger in shock.

"Alan!" Gordon said, pulling his headphones out of his ears and resting his sunglasses up on his head as he quickly stood. "Now, what the hell was that for?" He glared at his blond brother as the faint hum of his music wafted on the air.

"Oh, nothing," Alan said, smirking smugly. "Just some good old payback."

"What is all this about?" Gordon asked, moving to turn off his music.

"See for yourself," Alan said, holding up a poster for Gordon to see. Gordon's mouth fell open as he took it in, grabbing the paper from his brother to get a closer look.

The poster featured Gordon in his diving gear, his wet hair completely wild. Under his photo read the words: Captain Sexhair.

"Where did you get this?" Gordon sputtered, wondering how this existed without his knowledge.

"The Internet," Alan answered. "If you join the Captain Sexhair fan club, you get a poster."

"How did they get this picture?" Gordon asked, his tone incredulous.

"I don't know, but it is a really good photo of you. It really captures your sexhair side."

Still clutching the poster, Gordon ran toward the house. He barreled into the lounge to find Scott, Virgil, and Tin-Tin congregated around his portrait.

"What's going on here?" Gordon asked. At the sound of his voice, everyone turned to look at him.

"You really look rather dashing," Tin-Tin said and then Gordon rushed to get a view of what they were all so fascinated with.

He found that Alan had put up another Captain Sexhair poster over his portrait. The mischievous brother came into the room just then, breathing heavily.

"You got two of them?" he almost shouted, turning to look at Alan.

"I joined, too," Scott said, smiling. "The message boards are really fun."

"Of course you'd think so," Virgil muttered.

"What else have you done?" Gordon asked Alan.

"Oh, it's just a bit of fun," Tin-Tin said, sensing Gordon's mounting anger and attempting to diffuse the situation.

"Yeah," Scott piped in, "calm down, Captain Sexhair."

"Not helping," Virgil deadpanned.

"I do think it's lovely to have a gaggle of girls fawning over you," Tin-Tin said, stepping toward the redhead and putting a comforting hand on his arm.

But Gordon's attention was fixed on Alan.

"What else have you done!?" he repeated.

Just then, Jeff wandered into the lounge. He held a white t-shirt out for them to see and said,

"I appreciate the gesture, boys, but I don't think this is my size."

Gordon's jaw dropped as he read the t-shirt.

Huge letters spelled out "I love Captain Sexhair" but instead of "love," there was a heart with Gordon's smiling face in it.

"No way!" Gordon shouted. "They make t-shirts!?" Alan just laughed and said,

"It's amazing what you can find on the Internet."