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 -

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."

The Skipper nodded and started taking long slow, deep breaths. "Sorry, Little Buddy. puff! puff! Definitely out of shape now. Had to get here puff! puff! in case something is wrong."

Gilligan sat down beside the Skipper and nodded.

The Professor stepped in and took a seat opposite the pair. "Right now, Gilligan's come as close to getting himself killed in the time that I've known him. He's got a concussion and has lost a fair amount of blood. He needs bed rest for at least the next day or two and then at least a week without strenuous activity. Fortunately, we've got supplies and fish in the weir that should be us through that time frame. Okay, I'm going to be asking alot of everyone here, but we need to watch Gilligan until he's pst the concussion and to let him rest up so everything heals before he starts getting back to his usua routines."

Mary Annstuck her hand in the air. "Uh, Professor, what about the Howells?"

The Professor's eye roll caught Mary Ann and Ginger unawares and the started to snicker.

The Professor stood and started to pace and then looked at everyone. "That really slipped out but it's probably true for Mister Howell, but I recall Lovie having been a nurse before she me Thurston, so she may come in handy if anyone needs a break for a short while."

The two young ladies nodded, and the Skipper rubbed his chin.

"Everyone, one question: should Gilligan be sleeping in his hammock or should he be in a bed? Also, shouldn't Gilligan be in a bed sooner rather than later? I recall people iwth concussions needing to be watched so that they don't fall asleep but that was years ago and you see that always in the movies," went the Skipper as he glanced at those surrounding him and at Gilligan in particular who was now leaning against him and nodding off.

The Professor went over to his bookshelf and pulled out an old book, one that had come from the stash left behind by the Army Air Corps when they had had an emergency airstrip on the island, and opened the book and spread the pages. "According to this, the biggest issue is nausea, vomiting, dizziness, lack of coordination, confusion, bruising around the wound that indicated swelling and especially if it involves swelling of the brain, and loss of memory of events before or after the event. Any of this can occur in the days after the concussion occurs."

Ginger nodded. "So you want us to be with Gilligan in shifts? We can do that but still need to do our regular duties, plus the others. Well, those probably can slide a bit.'

The Professor and the Skipper both nodded. The Professor raised his finger. "I think that Gilligan should stay here for the next while. I'll bunk with the Skipper for the next while. However, one quesiton that I have is who put the bandage on Gilligan. That's something that takes two hands to do and you can't tie the knows that well when it's you with the injury."

Gilligan sat up a bit straighter from where he was leaning on the Skipper and mumbled, "it was done by Lind. I still have her handkerchief somewhere. She broke into the container and dug out a first aid kit and fixed me up. Ginger checked the container and she says that it's locked tighter than a drum, or at least it looked like that."

The Professor sat in a chair and looked at Gilligan. "And who is Lind? And how did she get unto the island?"

Gilligan shook his head. "Not sure how she got here. I just remember bouncing down the slope and bashing my head somewhere near the top of the slope. She grabbed me just before I could hit the big boulder beside the container, then put me down on the ground where Mary Ann and Ginger found me."

"You can remember everything, Gilligan?"

"No. Things are muddled on details but no more than when I fall out of a coconut tree or anything similar. Oh, yeah, she said something about her being a goddess and my misfortune being at a level where I was to be granted a wish by someone or something called Yggdrasil but that I went from Normal to Deadly Danger in the blink of an eye. That's what she said as why she appeared so suddenly, to rescue me."

"A wish, just one rather than the usual three?"

"Yeah, just to one. 'Up to and including the destruction of the Earth' was what she said but she also said that people who were likely to wish for that were not on the list of candidates. Sounds like a marketing ploy, doesn't it?"

Ginger leaned forward. "Gilligan," she breathed. "Did you make your wish?"

Gilligan started to nod then slowly shook his head. "We talked about that but you two started coming down the cliff and she disappeared. I mean I wasn't absolutely sure the exact order but that I'm sure that she got the first aid kit out of the container and we talked about thw wish as she put the bandage on my head, and then she left when Mary Ann and Ginger started down the path. Oh, yes, she complained about everything in Midgard being wrapped up and secured - the first aid kit, the shipping container."

The Professor leaned forward and put his hand on Gilligan's shoulder. "That's alright, Gilligan. What you need to do right now is to get some sleep. The Skipper stay with you until supper, then I'll stay with you until breakfast, then Mary Ann and Ginger will spot you tomorrow. We'll talk again tomorrow. Skipper, can you help Gilligan into the bed?"

As the Skipper pulled Gilligan's shoes off and shook the sand out of them before pushing Gilligan into the bed and pulling the blanket up over him.

As Mary Ann and Ginger walked towards the doorway with the Professor, the Professor turned and asked in a conversational tone, "Can you describe Lind, just in case she comes back?"

Gilligan lifted his head a bit off of the pillow towards the Professor. "About your height, but much bigger, like a pro wrestler but all the right curves like Ginger." He blushed. "Um, big breasts, way bigger than Ginger's but solid, no wobble. Her voice was liek Gingers but with an accent. Swedish, sort of." He yawned. "Sorry but can I go to sleep now?" he asked plaintively.

The Skipper looked at the Professor who nodded back. "Sure thing, Gilligan. Skipper'll be here in case you need anything. Sweet dreams, Gilligan."

"Sweet dreams, Professor, Mary Ann, Ginger, Skipper," muttered Gilligan.

"Sweet dreams, Little Buddy," murmured the Skipper as the others went out through the doorway, also whispering their sweet dreams wishes.

The three some got about five steps away from when the ladies turned and looked at the Professor. He held up a finger to his lips and then pointed down the pathway toward the Howell's. He whispered, "first the Howells get told the basics so they don't get bent out of shape over not being told about Gilligan's accident but not all of the details at the moment. I don't want Mr. Howell beating on Gilligan about his wish just in case it is real, which also applies to all of us until Gilligan is recovered and can make an intelligent wish for all of us. Once we've told the Howells, we'll make a trip to the container and take a hard look at it and open it. Gilligan's tools have to be lying about so we can break the locks if needed. Then we find the boxes with the first aid kits and see if one is missing. After that, we'll play things by ear."

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