Disclaimer: No, i don't own any of the Gilligans island characters(like i
really had to tell you that)
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Ginger sighed, and studied herself in the mirror. It took her simply forever to dismiss herself as presentable for the day.
"Come on, Ginger!" Mary Ann sighed, putting on her shoes. "You've been in front of that mirror for hours!"
"Only two hours," Ginger complained lightly. "Besides, what do you care if I'm a little late for breakfast?"
Mary Ann heaved a sigh. "All right. I thought that since we're bunk mates, we might want to...oh, never mind! See at dinner, at the rate you're going!"
"Har, har!" Ginger laughed, slowly standing up. She smiled at herself in the mirror, and giggled at herself flirtatiously. She winked at the mirror.
"Uh...Ginger? What are you doing?"
"Oh! Uh, Mary Ann! You're...still...here! Ha, ha! Kay, let's go!"
Mara Ann and Ginger walked out of their hut. The Skipper, the professor and Gilligan were already seated at the table.
"Where are Mr. and Mrs. Howell?" Ginger asked curiously, taking a seat next to the professor.
"I don't know," the Skipper responded. "They were here a while ago, but they just ran off and left. They haven't come back yet."
"How queer," Mary Ann laughed. "It's not at all like Thurston or Lovey to simply skip out on a meal like that." The Howells were always extremely punctual, and insistent upon everyone being on time for everything.
"Say, look--there they are," pointed out the professor.
Sure enough, the Howells were running towards them. Mr. Howell looked extremely excited, and he was holding a large black box.
"Look! Look what we found!" Mrs. Howell cried excitedly.
"What?!" her five fellow castaways asked.
Mrs. Howell looked like she was going to say something, and then appeared a little confused. "I don't know, what did we find, Thurston?"
"It's a film camera!" Mr. Howell shouted, smiling widely.
"A CAMERA?!" Ginger screamed, running over to them. "Oh, I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen a camera! Ready when you are, Hitchcock! Let me see it, Mr. Howell! Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaseeeeeee?"
"Wait a minute, don't you see?" asked the professor. "This camera is our ticket off of this island!"
"You mean we can all float on that tiny little black box?" Gilligan asked in confusion. "How is that possible?"
"That's not what he meant!" the Skipper scolded him. "What exactly was it that you meant, professor?"
"Isn't it obvious? We can make a movie of us stranded on this island, we ship it off to someone, and we'll be rescued!"
"He's right!" Ginger cried. "Oh, you're a genius, professor!"
"But shouldn't we see if there's any film in it?" Mr. Howell asked.
"Yes," Mary Ann answered. "Of course we should! How do you open up the camera?"
"That's what I'm trying to do," Mr. Howell grunted, trying to pry it open.
"Oh no, you're going about it all wrong!" Ginger told him, grabbing the camera. "You're going to break it, let ME do it." Ginger turned the camera over, pushed a button, and a small compartment opened.
"Well?" Mrs. Howell asked. "Is there any film in it? Tell me quick, because I have to go poo."
"There's film!" Ginger cried with excitment. "Oh, we're saved! We're finally going to get off this cursed island!!"
"Oh, hurray, hurray!" Mrs. Howell exclaimed, jumping about. "I'm so excited, I have to go to the bathroom!" She dashed off.
"Come on, we have to get started on this film as soon as possible!" the Skipper said, not able to contain a smile.
"I suggest that Ginger leads us in this movie," Mary Ann...suggested. "She'll know how everyone should do everything."
"That's a good idea," the professor agreed.
"Oh, I'm so thrilled!" Ginger yelled, grinning. "Ooh, let's do a test run!"
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Ginger sighed, and studied herself in the mirror. It took her simply forever to dismiss herself as presentable for the day.
"Come on, Ginger!" Mary Ann sighed, putting on her shoes. "You've been in front of that mirror for hours!"
"Only two hours," Ginger complained lightly. "Besides, what do you care if I'm a little late for breakfast?"
Mary Ann heaved a sigh. "All right. I thought that since we're bunk mates, we might want to...oh, never mind! See at dinner, at the rate you're going!"
"Har, har!" Ginger laughed, slowly standing up. She smiled at herself in the mirror, and giggled at herself flirtatiously. She winked at the mirror.
"Uh...Ginger? What are you doing?"
"Oh! Uh, Mary Ann! You're...still...here! Ha, ha! Kay, let's go!"
Mara Ann and Ginger walked out of their hut. The Skipper, the professor and Gilligan were already seated at the table.
"Where are Mr. and Mrs. Howell?" Ginger asked curiously, taking a seat next to the professor.
"I don't know," the Skipper responded. "They were here a while ago, but they just ran off and left. They haven't come back yet."
"How queer," Mary Ann laughed. "It's not at all like Thurston or Lovey to simply skip out on a meal like that." The Howells were always extremely punctual, and insistent upon everyone being on time for everything.
"Say, look--there they are," pointed out the professor.
Sure enough, the Howells were running towards them. Mr. Howell looked extremely excited, and he was holding a large black box.
"Look! Look what we found!" Mrs. Howell cried excitedly.
"What?!" her five fellow castaways asked.
Mrs. Howell looked like she was going to say something, and then appeared a little confused. "I don't know, what did we find, Thurston?"
"It's a film camera!" Mr. Howell shouted, smiling widely.
"A CAMERA?!" Ginger screamed, running over to them. "Oh, I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen a camera! Ready when you are, Hitchcock! Let me see it, Mr. Howell! Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaseeeeeee?"
"Wait a minute, don't you see?" asked the professor. "This camera is our ticket off of this island!"
"You mean we can all float on that tiny little black box?" Gilligan asked in confusion. "How is that possible?"
"That's not what he meant!" the Skipper scolded him. "What exactly was it that you meant, professor?"
"Isn't it obvious? We can make a movie of us stranded on this island, we ship it off to someone, and we'll be rescued!"
"He's right!" Ginger cried. "Oh, you're a genius, professor!"
"But shouldn't we see if there's any film in it?" Mr. Howell asked.
"Yes," Mary Ann answered. "Of course we should! How do you open up the camera?"
"That's what I'm trying to do," Mr. Howell grunted, trying to pry it open.
"Oh no, you're going about it all wrong!" Ginger told him, grabbing the camera. "You're going to break it, let ME do it." Ginger turned the camera over, pushed a button, and a small compartment opened.
"Well?" Mrs. Howell asked. "Is there any film in it? Tell me quick, because I have to go poo."
"There's film!" Ginger cried with excitment. "Oh, we're saved! We're finally going to get off this cursed island!!"
"Oh, hurray, hurray!" Mrs. Howell exclaimed, jumping about. "I'm so excited, I have to go to the bathroom!" She dashed off.
"Come on, we have to get started on this film as soon as possible!" the Skipper said, not able to contain a smile.
"I suggest that Ginger leads us in this movie," Mary Ann...suggested. "She'll know how everyone should do everything."
"That's a good idea," the professor agreed.
"Oh, I'm so thrilled!" Ginger yelled, grinning. "Ooh, let's do a test run!"