Mary Ann was in the hut she shared with Ginger preparing for her role as a servant girl. She hoped this plan worked.
She went to pick up a ribbon from the table to put in her hair when she knocked over a small book. The brunette bent down to pick it up and was curious as to what it was. She opened the book and read the contents. The farm girl was shocked at the entry.
Dear Diary:
I'm in love. I'm in love with the Professor.
Everytime I am near him my whole body tingles. I get goosepimply.
My heart flutters when I see him. I just want to run into his arms and stay there
forever. I would give anything to have him hold me. Just feel him close to me.
Gaze into his beautiful blue eyes….It would be heaven.
Mary Ann's eyes went wide and she continued to read.
The other day I was helping him in the lab and he touched my hand.
It was just a small touch but my pulse raced and my heart pounded.
Oh I have to tell him how I feel. I will. Tonight.
I'll prepare a romantic candle lit dinner for the two of us.
And then I'll tell him…I love him.
Mary Ann stopped reading when Gilligan came rushing in.
"Mary Ann…the Professor said we have to get…" He noticed Mary Ann was reading something. "What is that you have there?"
"It's Ginger's diary." replied Mary Ann.
"Ginger's diary!" exclaimed Gilligan. "You shouldn't be reading that."
"I didn't mean too." explained Mary Ann. "I accidentally knocked it over. I didn't know what it was until I picked it up. Gilligan…Ginger is in love with the Professor!"
Gilligan was dumbfounded. "In love with the Professor? You sure?"
"She wrote it right here." Mary Ann said holding out the book.
Gilligan took it and read. "Wow." He said. "Ginger loves the Professor. Do you think he knows?"
"I don't know. I don't think so."
She took the diary back and read.
Dear Diary,
Tonight at dinner, I found myself entranced by him. He was speaking about some scientific thing and I couldn't help but hang on his every word. I didn't really understand all of it but just listening to him was all I needed. He is so passionate when he speaks about science. I wish he was as passionate about me.
I do wonder sometimes. I have noticed him looking at me in his lab more than once.
The other day when I was sunbathing I swear I saw him peaking over at me from time to time. He must have some feelings for me. He must. I know he must. I cannot be mistaken.
I hope I'm not mistaken. I couldn't bear it.
"Seems that Ginger suspected something. Oh I can't believe this. She loves the Professor." sighed Mary Ann.
"Should we tell him?" asked Gilligan.
"I don't know…I…I mean what if she was wrong?"
"I don't think she was Mary Ann." said Gilligan. " I mean did you notice how quick the Professor was to volunteer to pretend to be marrying Ginger?"
Mary Ann thought a minute. "That is true. But I don't think we should say anything. "
"Why not? He might be happy."
"Gilligan I think we should just concentrate on getting Ginger back first."
"I guess so." said Gilligan.
The Professor then came in the hut and Mary Ann quickly set the diary down on the table.
"You two ready?" He asked.
"Yes Professor." said Mary Ann. "We are ready."
Tribal Camp
Ginger stood there as the other women helped her prepare for the feast to celebrate the wedding.
"You are going to be beautiful tonight." said the dark haired woman whose name was Iris. "Kawan will be very pleased." She said placing a purple flower in Ginger's hair.
Ginger didn't give a damn what this Kawan thought. She wanted no part of any of it.
"You will make excellent wife for him." said Kianna as she adjusted the top of Ginger's purple silk garb. "You will be very happy."
No I won't.thought Ginger.
"You look so beautiful Princess Rose." Iris said stepping back admiring her.
For the last time I'm not Princess Rose! I'm Ginger! She fumed inside.
One of the tribesman came to the door. "It is time."
Ginger felt tears welding up in her eyes and they spilled out.
"Oh Princess Rose don't worry." said Kianna dabbing Ginger's eyes with a white linen handkerchief. "The gods will bless your union.".
Bless this honey. thought Ginger. I don't need a blessing on a union with a man I don't love.
The women lead her outside where a huge table was set up. A man stood up and smiled.
He had long black hair that was tied back. His eyes were almost silver. His skin was dark. He wore beige color pants and no shirt. On his chest was the traditional beads of the tribe in orange, white and yellow.
"Princess Rose…my bride." He smiled.
I'm not your bride. Ginger seethed.
He took her hand and lead her to the center of the table. She sat down saying nothing. She wished the ground would open up and swallow her.
This whole situation was like a bad dream. Just that morning she had a big romantic night planned. She was supposed to be having a candlelight dinner with the Professor. She was going to tell him she loved him.
Instead she was here..with this strange tribal clan being forced into a marriage to a man she didn't love.
The six castaways followed the footsteps found earlier. Each of them not saying much. Just wanted to get this over with.
Get Ginger away from that tribe.
Mary Ann hoped she could pull off her role. She also hoped that she didn't catch the eye of one of the other tribesman. She instinctly took a hold of Gilligan's arm.
Gilligan noticed but said nothing. He figured Mary Ann was just frightened that was all.
The Professor spoke. "Okay I think we are almost there."
They walked on a little more and came across the tribal camp. The six peered in from the jungle.
The Professor's eyes immediately went to the center of the table where Ginger was sitting. "Okay." He said turning to the Howells. "You know what to do."
They both nodded and walked out.
"Greetings." said Mr. Howell.
Ginger looked up and her face brightened. They found her! She was going to be saved! She knew the Professor would think of something!
"Who are you?" asked the head tribesman.
"I am King Thurston. This is my lovely wife Queen Eunice."
"I am Kimmo. Head of the tribe. What brings you here?
"We are here for our daughter Princess Ginger."
Kimmo was skeptical. "Your daughter?" He looked over at Ginger. "This is your daughter?"
"Yes. She is our daughter." replied Mrs. Howell. "We miss her so and want her back."
"You are mistaken." Kimmo said shaking his head. "This is our Princess Rose."
Mr. Howell feigned insult. "My good man, I don't want to have to get hostile but this is our daughter. She is our joy. We want to bring her back so she may marry the love of her life." He turned and gestured towards the Professor who walked out.
Ginger couldn't believe it. It was too good to be true! She stood up from her seat and quickly ran over to the Professor.
"Oh my darling!' She said flinging herself in his arms. "I knew you would come for me." Ginger then quickly whispered to him. "I told them I was to marry you."
The Professor was stunned but couldn't think of that now. They had to keep up with plan. Make this tribe believe that Ginger wasn't who they thought she was. "Of course I would. You know how I love you so my sweet Princess."
Ginger wrapped her arms around him tighter.
Mr. Howell smiled and looked back at Kimmo. "You see…this is our daughter and she is to marry this man."
Mary Ann spotted Kianna and Iris. She walked up to them. "Please…you must allow us to take Princess Ginger back home with us. She's been in love with Prince Roy for so long. Ever since she was a young girl, she wanted to marry him."
"Prince?" said a confused Iris. "She mentioned to us before something about a Professor."
Mary Ann was prepared for this. "Yes. He is a professor and a prince. He is devoted to science. Coming up with different ways to make life easier for his people. That's what a prince does you know."
"Kianna here is to be united with a man of science." said Iris. "She is the one who should be marrying this professor."
Ginger heard this and frowned. She can find her own damn professor. She thought to herself still clinging to the Professor. This one is mine.
Kawan stood up. "I have heard enough. You are mistaken. This is Princess Rose. She is my bride. You will not take her away."
"No." said The Professor. "You are the mistaken one. This woman is Princess Ginger. She is to be my bride. I won't allow you to take her away from me."
Kawan fumed. "You insult us!"
"You are insulting us!" declared Mr. Howell. "I have been more than patient. We are taking our daughter back with us. And that will be that."
"No!" exclaimed Kimmo. "You no go nowhere."
"I think we are." said Mr. Howell firmly. "We are taking our daughter. I am very sorry you have mistaken her for your princess but that's too bad. We won't let you keep her from us."
They all turned to leave when Kimmo shouted out. "Seize them!"
The castaways froze in place as they were surrounded by the tribe.