My last attempt at fluff was my weakest story yet. I was very disappointed in how it came out. I don't know if that means I can't do fluff or just that story just fell short. So, I'm trying again. No biggie if I can't do fluff. Angst has always been my forte anyway. But at least I'm still trying, right? That must be worth something.
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Derek Shepherd hurried up the front steps of his brownstone. He wanted to get the chocolate ice cream to his wife, Addison, before it melted.
He entered the master bedroom where his very heavily pregnant wife was currently laying in bed, watching T.V. "I got the ice cream you wanted."
"Give it here." He did. "Spoon?"
"You're going to eat it right from the carton. How uncouth." He smirked at her.
"Derek!"
"I'm kidding. You know you're beautiful. I'll be right back." He hurried to the kitchen and got two spoons. "Mind if I indulge too? Please share your ice cream with me?"
"Fine." She moved over, and he got in bed with her.
"What are you watching?'
"A Gilligan's Island marathon."
"What episode are they on?
"The one where Mary Ann hits her head, gets amnesia and thinks she's Ginger."
"Head injuries don't work like that. They don't turn someone into someone else. Not to mention, amnesia is incredibly rare in real life."
Addison rolled her eyes. "This is Gilligan's Island, Derek. I don't think realism was exactly what they were going for. I mean, how realistic is it that for an uncharted island that was supposedly so hard to find it got an awful lot of people just dropping by on a weekly basis?"
"That is very true."
But now Addison was on a roll and she couldn't stop herself. "Not only that, but not one of those people who visited the island could even bring themselves to report the castaways to the authorities. Not one. What are the odds of that?"
"Pretty miniscule."
"I rest my case."
"It was a funny show, though. Fun for kids'
" Which is why generations of children grow up with the re-runs as part of their childhood."
"That is also very true." They watched some more while enjoying their ice cream.
But then Addison had to ask. "So, I'm curious. This debate has been going on since the show first premiered but who would you choose? Ginger or Mary Ann?"
"I think it's pretty obvious."
"If it was, I wouldn't have asked."
"Fine. Then Ginger. I would have thought it was obvious because she is a statuesque redhead like my wife."
"Except that Tina Louise is a natural redhead and I am not."
"Still and all."
"Right."
"Anyway, why don't you answer my question since I answered yours."
"What question is that?"
"Who would you choose of the three single guys on the island? That question doesn't get the traction the Ginger Mary Ann question does but it's valid. So, Skipper, Professor or Gilligan?"
"I think it's fairly obvious."
"If I may throw your own words back at you, Addie, if it was, I wouldn't ask?'
"Fine. The Professor then"
"Because you're a scientist who is also married to one."
"Yeah. I guess we women have better things to do than debate what T.V. characters we'd date so that question never got the traction the other did."
"Or it simply flows better as a comparison question having only two to compare, rather than three."
"I suppose that could be it. In any case, can we get back to what's really important?"
"What's that?"
"The marathon and eating this ice cream."
"Sounds good to me." And so, they got back to the important stuff.
The End.