5-Wrongway Feldman

Up, up, and away!

Six people were standing out by the lagoon watching as a young, brave man sailed the skies. He was Right-Way Gilligan — Friend of the Great Blue Sky . . .

"Go, Gilligan!"

"We love you, Gilligan!"

"Great job, little buddy!"

"Bring back help! I need to check my stocks!"

"Good luck, dear boy!"

"Hang on Gilligan. You can do it!"

Gilligan smiled as his friends cheered him on. He waved back excitedly and then he was sopping wet.

"I crashed! Skipper! Skipper! Help me!" Gilligan screamed, his eyes still shut tight. He thrashed on the sand of the lagoon. The Skipper rolled his eyes, but gently shook the younger man.

"Gilligan, you're on the beach still — you were dreaming!" he said gently. Gilligan opened his eyes, and then sighed deeply.

"Oh! Sorry, Skipper!" Gilligan apologized after a few breaths. He sat up and pulled his knees to his chest in thought.

"I should have done it Skipper. I should have at least tried. It's my fault again. I should have tried!" Gilligan then began muttering, his voice very low. His eyes were blank as he stared into the lagoon.

"Gilligan, you can't expect to have flown all that way after a few lessons. It's better he left; we should have written a note, though. It's our fault, too," the Skipper sat by his friend, and put his arm around his shoulder.

"You don't have to make me feel better Skipper. I know I mess up a lot. I should have been brave for you all and it's my fault. I'll accept any punishment you have sir," Gilligan said. He was not about to be convinced otherwise, it seemed.

"Gilligan, it's not your fault. I don't want to hear you say it is, and that's an order," Skipper scolded. Gilligan saluted him half-heartedly.

"Yes sir, Skipper, I'm gonna miss Wrong-Way, he was nice to me," Gilligan said, and the Skipper nodded.

"At least we know he got there safely, little buddy. We'll get off someday. It's this island's fault, I think, why we're stuck here, anyway," Skipper said, and Gilligan smiled.

"Yeah, Skipper," he agreed.

"Come on, it's almost dinner time."

"I'll be there in a minute, I just want to be alone for a bit," Gilligan said. The Skipper patted his shoulder, but you could see in his eyes he was worried about his young friend.

"All right. Don't be too long, Gilligan."

When the Skipper was out of view, Gilligan pulled his diary out of his back pocket.

Dear Diary,

I dont now were he cam from but wrongway feldman was liven on the island. I found his plane colectin frut. Wrongway was too afraid to fly so he taut me. then he knocked me out and flyed away alone. looks like were stuck here still sinc wrongway couldnt tell where he even was. Oh Boy.

Gilligan

Gilligan walked up to the dinner table. Everyone was already seated.

"There he is. Come join us, Gilligan. I made a special dessert," Mary Ann greeted him, and Gilligan smiled. If the island didn't want us to leave then let us never leave, he thought. After all, where else can I find six good friends like them?