Author's notes…. As always, the original copyright holders retain their rights, and this is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of the readers. Comments and reviews are always welcome, as long as they bear in mind that I am not a perfect typist, do not always get timelines right, muddle items from manga and anime without regard for canon, and have other personal quirks like my low sense of humour. I plan on staying on the ecchi side of things, but these last few entries are definitely mature in outlook.

While this is ostensibly a GI/OMG crossover, the goddesses are a minor component of the story, which is focused on Gilligan and his running case of bad luck and misfortune.

- Another fine mess you've gotten us into -

Gilligan heard the voices before he could open his eyes. The pain in his forehead where he'd cut himself on that first rock was still there but he had a massive desire to just sleep. Unfortunately, the voices were there and he was now being shaken.

He cracked his eyes and groaned at the bright light and nothing being in focus. The fuzzy bright light resolved itself into two young females, ones that he knew, and who had worried expressions on their faces. Mary Ann was shaking him and calling his name while Ginger was checking out the bandage and the nearby wrappers scattered around him.

He pulled up his hand and looked at what it was holding - Lind's handkerchief.

"Gilligan! Are you all right?" went Mary Anne.

Gilligan looked at her. "Need to see the Professor. I fell and really hurt myself. Nothing broken but I really got my bell rung and have a nasty cut."

Ginger knelt down beside Mary Anne and looked around. "How did you get the bandage done so neatly? And where did you get that handkerchief from?"

Mary Ann finally twigged on to the first aid kit lying nearby as well as the wrappers. "And there's no blood around, yet the handkerchief is covered?"

"Long story there, girls, and one that you wouldn't believe me if I told it to you. Let's see if we can get up the cliff and over to see the Professor, OK? Better grab the first aid kit."

It was a struggle, but the two of them got Gilligan upright enough to get him walking between them over to the cliff, where they leaned on the rock where he'd nearly smashed his face on, a lot of blood was spattered on the rock. Gilligan looked over at the container and then turned to Ginger. "Could you do a quick run and check to see if the container is still closed with locks in place?"

Ginger dashed around the end of the container and then came back. "Locks are still in place but there are two massive scratches above and below the locks, as if someone had used a big blade or knife to cut the locks but the locks are untouched."

Gilligan nodded, winced and then pushed himself up off of the rock. "OK, time to tackle the path up the cliff. If I start to fall, push me forward. If I fall off of the cliff, I'll hit that boulder by the container."

Both young ladies looked at him and then slowly nodded. They then took their time climbing the path, something that took an hour rather than the normal five minutes.

At the top, Mary Ann and Ginger insisted that he rest on a nearby coconut tree log while they discussed who was going to go get the Professor and the rest. Mary Ann looked at Ginger and said "I run faster, so you stay here. I'll get the Professor." She grabbed the first aid kit and then pelted down the path towards the encampment at the lagoon.

Gilligan kept trying to drift off and Ginger kept nudging him to keep him awake. After ten minutes, she looked hard at him and said. "If you have a concussion, you need to stay awake until the Professor comes and we can get you back to the village. If you're going to nod off like this, I'm going to have to do something that usually will guarantee that you will stay awake."

Gilligan looked sideways at her and whispered, "and what is this cunning plan?"

She leaned over and took his cheeks in her hands and whispered in her most alluring voice, "this" and leaned in and started kissing him full on the lips.

Gilligan started to pull himself back. Ginger shifted her position so that she was now sitting astride his lap, and continued the kiss, going deep into his mouth with her tongue while humming "un-hunh-huh!"

Gilligan stopped struggling and then started kissing back, reaching around her back to pull her forward against him.

Time passed as the kisses continued and got deeper. Ginger started to shift her hips from side to side as she felt a rising pressure from beneath her. Gilligan's grip got tighter.

Ginger broke the kiss and leaned against Gilligan. "Now, no going asleep until the Professor gets here, right?"

Gilligan started to chuckle and then winced. "Last thought on my mind at the moment."

Ginger shifted slightly, causing a twitch from whatever was in Gilligan's bellbottom trousers, and whispered, "how come you're not your usual shy self, almost too bashful to say anything approximating interest in girls or kissing or anything?"

Gilligan closed his eyes and thought before replying. "Now that I think about it, you're right but having my head bouncing off of trees and rocks and then almost having my face being planted on a boulder has seemed to have countered the old me, at least for a while," he said, reaching down from her waist and giving her bum cheek a bit of a squeeze.

"Oh, you!" she went and gave his good shoulder a gentle smack as someone coughed behind her.

The Professor was standing there and shaking his head from side to side. "Not sure if this is standard medical procedures, but it certainly worked. Ginger, if you could shift over, I'll give Gilligan a quick look and we can move him back to the lagoon, just as soon as Mary Ann and the Skipper arrive."

Ginger stood up off of Gilligan's lap and shifted over to the side and sat down beside him, hanging on to one of his hands with both of hers.

The professor knelt in front of Gilligan and looked in his eyes, then lifted the eyelids with his thumb as he leaned in for a better look. Standing, he stepped closer and then moved his hands over Gilligan's neck and shoulders, then down his arms to the hands and examined each, palm and back. When Gilligan winced or started, the Professor murmured something under his breath and then moved elsewhere. Signing Gilligan to stand, the same examination went from Gilligan's waist down to his feet, then signed Gilligan to take his seat again.

The Professor nodded and finally spoke. "Aside from the head wound and the signs of a concussion, I don't see any broken bones. I'd like to do a more thorough examination, so let's get you back where you can rest. However, before I take off that bandage, I'd like to hear your story, and we can do that at the village."

At that moment, the Skipper and Mary Ann trotted up with the Skipper puffing like a steam engine.

"Little Buddy! puff puff Are you puff alright? puff puff puff"

Gilligan stood and gripped the Skipper's shoulders and pulled him into a long hug and then shifted him around and pushed his down to sitting where he had been just moments ago.

"Skipper. You didn't have to kill yourself to get here."