HAIR TODAY GONE TOMORROW

Hi everyone, I can't thank you all for sticking this out with me. Okay, this scene I decided to try a new approach and write Ginger with Skipper. I admit I like Mary Ann a lot more, but I do like how Ginger knows how to kiss up and make a man feel good.

As the two men were contemplating what to do about their hairy faces, the two single women on the island walked over. They gasped, and opened their mouths wide. The guys braced themselves for the shrieking and fainting part. Instead they got laughter. The girls doubled over, giggling and soon tears swam down their cheeks. When they stood to look at the men again, they couldn't laugh as they took in Gilligan's features.

"Oh, Mary Ann, there is a man inside our scrawny boy," Ginger gushed as the two ran over. She reached out and stroked the beard with her knuckle and Mary Ann stroked the other side. The Professor walked away, rolling his eyes, leaving Skipper all alone and feeling very ignored. He sighed, watching the girls gush over Gilligan.

Jonas, you are a washed up old man, he thought, and began to walk away, but Gilligan noticed and pushed the girl's hands away.

"Hey, did you girls notice Skipper's beard?" Gilligan asked. The Skipper and the girls looked at each other and Gilligan took that time to dart off.

Mary Ann was first to notice the first mate had flown. "That sneaky boy," she said, and Ginger laughed.

"I'm not surprised; he may have hair on his face, but he's still just a child, Mary Ann," she said. Then she moved closer to the Skipper. "Unlike this man here! Our Skipper is a real man with hair!" she cooed, and the Skipper smiled.

"Really? You like it, Ginger?" he asked, and the actress nodded.

"I admit it made me laugh at first, but I am getting attracted to it. You know, Skipper, I've always liked you best! You're so strong… you make me feel soooo protected!" She moved in close to the big man and laid her head on his shoulder. "Hold me, Skipper," she whispered, and the Skipper obeyed. It took not even a grunt as he swung the thin, model-like figured girl up in the air, at which point Mary Ann decided she didn't want to watch Ginger flirt, and took off to find Gilligan.

Ginger laughed and then stroked his beard with her knuckle. "Yours is way cuter than Gilligan's…" she said, and then she kissed his lips with a soft, quick kiss before jumping down. "See you later captain, my radio program is coming on soon," she said, and hurried off.

The Skipper smiled and watched her leave before going to back to his hut. He found Gilligan in his hammock, writing in his diary.

Gilligan looked at him and his eyes widened. "Skipper? You okay, big buddy? You're not looking well."

"I'm fine, little buddy… and you know what? I don't care if we ever leave this island!" the Skipper answered.

Gilligan put down his book, jumped off his hammock, and reached down to touch his friend's forehead. "You don't feel sick," he said, and the Skipper smiled at him.

"I feel perfect, Gilligan. I just realized how perfect this island is and how perfect Miss Grant is!"

Gilligan gagged. "Ginger? All she does is kiss!" he said, and the Skipper's smile spread even wider as he continued to lie in his hammock, a goofy look plastered to his face. Gilligan shook his head. He grabbed his book and went outside. Ginger, who was at the large table listening to the radio, waved.

"Hi, Gilligan," she began, and Gilligan yelped.

"Oh, no…you're not turning me into a zombie!" he stuttered, and hurried away.

Ginger shrugged and went back to her program. Gilligan ran to the lagoon and stopped to rest. He saw he was alone and sat with his book.

Dear Diary,

This iland is werd. Me and skipper got bald then we gut ours hair back but on ur face, to. I dunt like beards. They itch. Skipper likes Ginger now diary as well. I thenk she cust spells on his er sumthin.

Gilligan