A/N: Hi again! I hope you are all enjoying this story so far. I was on a roll today with writing chapters, so I decided to post another one. Please read and review and don't forget to enjoy!
The Skipper woke up early that morning, still worried about his little buddy. He knew how much Gilligan cared about Mary Ann, and he knew he would have been really upset when Mary Ann took off crying like that last night. He just hoped that their conversation by the lagoon had gone well. He assumed that is must have considering Gilligan never returned to their hut. Sure, the Skipper was a bit worried about what had transpired between them all through the night, but he had enough confidence in his little buddy.
4He knew there was no point in going back to sleep because he would probably be up worrying about Gilligan anyways even thought it was probably only 4 am. After getting ready for the day, the Skipper was about to begin his morning chores when he noticed the light on in the Professor's hut.
"What could he be doing with the light on this early in the morning?" he wondered and went over to investigate.
He looked into the Professor's window and was shocked at what he saw. Ginger and the Professor were getting it on.
"Took him long enough. I'm proud of you, Professor." He smiled slyly and went to chop up some firewood.
Once the Skipper had finished getting enough wood for the day, at least two more hours must have passed. He noticed that the ligth was still on at the Professor's hut.
"Still?" he wondered. "Boy, they sure are making up for lost time." He chuckled to himself.
However, he heard some talking coming from the hut and decided to look into the window again in case something was wrong. The Professor and Ginger, now dressed, were huddled around his desk looking at something very closely. They had serious expressions on their faces, so the Skipper decided to go inside.
"Professor? Ginger? What's going on?" the Skipper asked as he went inside the hut. "I saw the light was on in here, and I wanted to see if everything was ok."
"Well, Skipper we were just looking for you. You weren't in you hut, so we assumed you left and were waiting for you to come back. Do you recognize this?" the Professor asked, holding up an arrowhead.
"I'm afraid not, Professor. It looks like an arrowhead, though."
"That's exactly what it is, and it very well may be the answer to all of our problems."
"I'm afraid I don't understand."
"Last night, the Professor and I were walking in the jungle and found this on the ground. Professor thinks that this can help Gilligan and Mary Ann get back to their normal bodies," Ginger explained.
"How is that gonna happen?"
"I'm not as familiar with these native tribes as you are, but if I assume correctly, then the tribes would have some sort of antedote towards these curses. The arrowhead won't do us much good, but it is simply an assurance that whatever tribe left this arrowhead on this island may very well still be here at this very moment. Our only job now is to find the tribe before they leave to their island, and somehow get them to reverse Gilligan and Mary Ann's curse." The Professor explained.
"Professor, how can you be sure they're still here?"
"The arrowhead wasn't buried when we found it so it had been placed there relatively recently. We can't be certain they are still present, but we have got nothing else to lose."
"You're right. We should start looking for them right away then."
"Yes, you can go towards the jungle to look, and we'll ask the Howells to keep an eye out during their morning stroll. We should leave a note for Gilligan and Mary Ann asking them to also look in case they get back after we leave. Ginger and I will go and look by other side of the beach."
"Sure, Professor," Ginger said, nodding her head in agreement.
"That's a good plan, Professor. Just try not to get too distracted, you two," the Skipper said smiling slyly, leaving the Professor and Ginger slightly red, embarassed that the Skipper might have somehow found out about their midnight liaison.