Minutiae

by RobinGoodfellow3927

Life is made up of moments. Some are good, some are bad. Some are joyous, some are terrifying. These are some of the moments in the lives of the Castaways

32. Mustard

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The Professor walked carefully through the halls, somehow knowing where he would find everyone. "I hope to God it's not just Gilligan and I against them all," he muttered.

The first one he found was the Skipper, sitting in the study, tying knots in a length of rope. "Good evening, Professor," he said amiably.

The purple-clad man sat across from the yellow one. "So, Sk–I mean, Colonel," he corrected himself. "What do you make of our host?"

The Skipper grinned cruelly. "I think this here shows my position quite clearly."

The Professor gulped. The rope had become a noose.

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