LITTLE ISLAND, BIG GUN
"Do you think they'll accept this when we get rescued Skipper?" Gilligan asked as he tore off a part of his long million dollar bill. "I could give so much of it to my mom and dad. I sure do miss them! I bet they're wishing I was there, Skipper," Gilligan went on before he could speak.
The Skipper opened his mouth but he couldn't find anything to say. He admired Gilligan for his belief, wishing slightly he could believe. It was now well into the New Year --- a good few months since they had landed.
"Yes Gilligan, though I don't think any banks or stores will accept this, one million dollar bills haven't been made yet," he said finally.
Gilligan grinned. "Maybe I'll be famous for inventing it, then," he said, somewhat excitedly.
"Gilligan…" Skipper started, but his first mate wasn't really paying attention to him.
"I sure am glad that man is gone, Skipper. I hope he gets put in jail for a long time! I can't wait to tell mom how I met a bank robber, and that Japanese soldier, and I most certainly can't forget Wrong-way," Gilligan said. "Maybe tomorrow, Mom'll be hugging me…" Gilligan kept rambling.
"Gilligan, this is all nonsense, we've been here three months now. There's no way that by tomorrow we'll be back home and your parents..." Skipper yelled, getting annoyed.
Gilligan dropped his bill on the table, and shut his mouth as well.
"I know... they probably think I'm dead. Thanks for reminding me, big buddy," he said, softly.
"Gilligan, I'm..." The Skipper started to apologize, but Gilligan just picked up his million dollar bill and ran outside, angrily. He ran all the way to the lagoon, trying to keep himself from crying all the way. He picked up the biggest rocks he could find, and threw them as hard as he could into the water.
"That's not the way to skip them," the Professor said as he walked by, hearing the splashes. Gilligan just threw in one after the other, avoiding eye contact with the scientist.
"Coast Guard picked up our latest visitor. He's going to jail," he said casually after a few minutes.
"Gilligan…" the Professor said, noticing the tone in the younger man's voice.
It was quickly replaced wit Gilligan's usual happy one.
"I glued his money together. I'm a rich man, Professor, I'm going to use it to buy my mom a really big house --- when I see her again," he said, turning around to grin at his friend. He held up the money, trying to make himself look normal.
"Very clever, Gilligan. I'm sure it will make your mother happy," the Professor answered, bidding him goodbye and hurrying away, running into the Skipper, halfway to camp. "Oh, good… just the man I wanted to see. Skipper, I think Gilligan is very homesick," he whispered, and the Skipper nodded. The two snuck back to the lagoon, but by then, Gilligan was sitting, making sand castles, looking relaxed and peaceful. He had a smile on his face.
"He looks all right now Professor, I kind of lost my temper with him and his dumb million dollar bill, I'll apologize later," he whispered, and the two left without making a sound.
As soon as the Professor had left, Gilligan pulled out his diary from his pocket.
Dear diary,
a new visiter arived. he pretendid he was a docter but i fond from the radeo he was a bank rober. I don't how much longer well be her diary, I miss mum and dad a lot. Skipper and I kind of gut in a fite just now. I was maken this really long millun duller bill frm all the money mr farells boat distroyed. wer still stuk her diary, makes me kind of sad. I hop our next visater is nic like wrong way and takes us hom.
Gilligan