"Diary" Fanfic

[iDOhavealife]

OK, I'm attempting to start the "diary" fanfic. This one is not coming together in my mind as easily as the "Second Ginger Grant" fic did, so bear with me, LOL. I'm not even sure what direction this will take yet. So it'll be a surprise to me, too! And so far, Ginger is a friend to Mary Ann in this one. Will wonders never cease?


Diogenes, Won't You Please Take a Hint?

Scene 1

"Hi, Ginger!" Mary Ann said brightly, as she came into the hut the two shared.

Ginger guiltily hid the book she had been reading behind her back. "Uh, hi, Mary Ann." She thought for a minute, then made a decision. "Umm, Mary Ann, remember when you found Gilligan's diary a while back? Did you get a chance to read all of it?"

"No, just the parts I read to you and the others about the Skipper, the Howells, and you. Then Gilligan came along and I gave the book back to him. Why?"

Ginger pulled the book out from behind her back. "Because I found it again."

"Ginger! You should give that back to Gilligan! I realize that when I found it, I read parts of it out loud to everyone, but that was only because of all the trouble that was going on. You shouldn't read all..."

Ginger interrupted her. "Did you read what he wrote about you?", she said with a smile.

Mary Ann was suddenly intrigued. "No...what did he write?", she asked, trying to see what was written in the book.

Ginger hid the book again and said teasingly, "well, I don't know if I should tell you. You said I should give the book back to..."

"Ginger, what did he write?" Mary Ann was curious in spite of herself.

"OK, OK, calm down. Gee, I was only teasing you..."

"Ginger!"

"OK." Ginger reopened the book and found her place. She began reading. "There's another girl here on the island with us, her name is Mary Ann Summers. I can't explain how I feel about Mary Ann because I've never felt this way about anyone before. When I first saw her come on board the Minnow, I noticed how pretty she was. We've been here almost a year now, and I think she's the most wonderful, beautiful girl I've ever known. She's always sweet and kind to me, but I don't dare think she might feel the same way I feel. She's even kissed me a few times, but like an idiot, I didn't know how to react. I'd like to tell her how much I like her, but I know I'll never have the courage. So, I guess I'll just have to be happy with my daydreams." Ginger finished reading and looked up at Mary Ann.

Mary Ann stood there, shocked. "Let me see that!", she said, grabbing the book from Ginger. She wanted to read this for herself--she was a little afraid that Ginger might be joking. But no, there it was, and it was in Gilligan's handwriting.

"Mary Ann, Gilligan has a big crush on you. A huge crush from the sound of it. Now the question is--do you feel the same way?" Ginger had always suspected that Mary Ann secretly liked Gilligan, but she wondered if Mary Ann was even aware of it.

Mary Ann slowly put the book down. She sat down, then looked over at Ginger. "Yes," she said softly. "I feel the same way. But I can't tell him."

"Why not?!", Ginger asked impatiently. "Gosh, Mary Ann, he just said he's crazy about you!"

"Because he didn't tell me. He told his diary. And it may be silly, but I want him to tell me first." Mary Ann looked at the floor, exasperated with herself and the situation.

Ginger threw up her hands. "Well, you may be waiting a long time! You know how shy he is. He'll never tell you."

Mary Ann suddenly had an idea. "Unless I can encourage him to tell me. You know--pay extra attention to him, give little hints. It just might work!", she said, smiling.

Ginger wasn't convinced. "I don't think Gilligan takes hints very well. I still say the direct approach is best. Go over there and tell him you read his diary, and you feel the same way."

"No, I just can't do that. You'll see--I'll make this work." Mary Ann smiled to herself, making plans.


I have some very vague ideas about the next scene. I usually get inspirations when I'm loading the dishwasher after dinner, LOL. Something about the monotony of that job....

[JWood201]

Aww! How sweet! I love Ginger in this one - so funny. LOL. Mary Ann's plotting... hehehe.

Ah, yes, dishwasher duty. **shudder**

Keep going! Yay!

[Julie the GI girl]

oooo!!!! this is great!! and Ginger isn't being as bad. lol.
*frustrated sigh* oh Mary Ann....just go tell him! lol. the tension between those two is killing me.

[iDOhavealife]

Glad you like it. Just wish I could think of what happens next, LOL. I have some ideas that I'm trying to pan out.

[TVPersonGMA]

This is a good fanfic, keep up the good work

[iDOhavealife]

Thanks! I've been waiting for you to add on to yours.

[TVPersonGMA]

I just did add a few scenes, go and check them out!

[iDOhavealife]

I have to go out of town for the weekend. I probably won't be able to post again until Monday. Hope you guys have a great weekend!

[iDOhavealife]

Geez, this fanfic is not writing itself very well, LOL.

Oh, and slightly --did you guys know there's a band called "Gilligan Loves MaryAnn"? I ran across their site one day when looking for stuff for the Bob Denver tvtome.com page and also for fanfic. Cool.

[Julie the GI girl]

Originally posted by iDOhavealife

I have some very vague ideas about the next scene. I usually get inspirations when I'm loading the dishwasher after dinner, LOL. Something about the monotony of that job....

yes, well....at least you HAVE a dishwasher. at my house i AM the dishwasher. *jealous stare*

LOL...yeah...that was completely off topic....but i felt the need to comment since i have to do the dishes in a few minutes. blah.

anyway....sorry about the writer's block! i know how it is. lol, chances are inspiration will strike when you least expect it.

oh, and...cool name for a band!

[JWood201]

Aww, sorry about the writer's block. It happens to the best of us.

Oh, yeah, I found that band's site a while ago. I was so very amused. Hee!

[TVPersonGMA]

Yeah, I'm having a little...actually a lot of writers block on the "wedding" fanfic.

And plus, In have been sick too

[iDOhavealife]

OK--here are a few more scenes


Scene 2

Later that afternoon, Mary Ann went out looking for Gilligan. She was a little nervous about seeing him now that she knew what he had written. Maybe Ginger was right--maybe she should just tell him she knew about his diary and that she felt the same way. But she really wanted him to tell her first--she needed to hear it from him, not from his diary. She found him sitting on a rock at the lagoon, fishing. She walked up and stood slightly behind and to the side of him.

"Hi, Gilligan", she said cheerfully.

Gilligan jumped, startled. He had been half-asleep. "Oh, hi, Mary Ann."

Mary Ann sat down next to him. "Are you having any luck?"

Gilligan nodded. "Yeah, I've caught a couple of big ones to have for dinner. See?", he said, holding up some fish on a line.

Mary Ann smiled. "Oh, Gilligan, you're so wonderful to take such good care of us. You always make sure we have plenty to eat. We really don't give you enough credit." She jumped up, went behind him, and gave him a hug. "You know what? I'm going to make you a special pie for dessert. No, I'll make you two pies." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and hurried away, leaving Gilligan to wonder what in the world that was all about.


Scene 3

That evening, Mary Ann sat down on her bed, exhausted. She had spent most of the day being extra-attentive to Gilligan--she had baked him pies, made sure he had extra helpings at dinner, and had just generally worn herself out being cheerful. And of course Ginger was right--Gilligan didn't take hints very well. She looked up as Ginger came in.

"Well, you were right, Ginger--this just isn't working", she sighed. "At least not yet anyway."

Ginger sat down at their dressing table and started powdering her nose. "If you had called him 'sweet' one more time at dinner, I was going to be sick", she said. She turned to Mary Ann. "I think you're going to have to be more aggressive."

"More aggressive?" Mary Ann looked unsure. "Ginger, I'm not very good at being aggressive. I could never 'vamp' men the way you do."

"Of course not. Besides, there's only one Ginger Grant," Ginger said with her usual seductive swagger. "But you're going to have to let him know you're interested. Get him alone and do something besides offering to cook for him."

"Ginger!" Mary Ann said, somewhat shocked.

"Oh, I didn't mean that." Ginger giggled. "Although his reaction might be interesting."

Mary Ann giggled too at the thought of Gilligan's reaction. "Well, I'll think of something. Right now, I'm going to get some sleep." She got up to get changed for bed. "Maybe something will happen tomorrow."


Scene 4 (note: TVPersonGMA, I'm borrowing your bit about getting caught in the rain and going to a cave, LOL.)

By the next morning, Mary Ann had decided that Ginger was right--she had to get Gilligan by himself, even if she didn't have a clue about what she would do once they were alone. So, after breakfast, she stopped Gilligan before he could disappear.

"Gilligan, I need to...umm", she said, thinking fast, "uh...pick berries this morning for lunch. Would you be able to come and help me?"

"Sure, Mary Ann. I was just going to go fishing again anyway."

"OK, good. Thanks, Gilligan," she gave him a warm smile, hoping to cover up her nervousness. She had no clue what to do next and hoped some opportunity would present itself.

They walked along picking berries, mostly in silence. Mary Ann was desperately trying to think of something to do, while Gilligan wondered why she was so quiet. She was starting to think that maybe she should just tell him the truth when there was a sudden flash of lightning, with a clap of thunder following almost immediately.

"Oh, gosh, I think we're going to have a bad storm!", Mary Ann said, stopping and looking up at the sky.

"Yeah. We'd better find some shelter. I think we're too far from camp to make it in time." Gilligan looked around. "I think there's a cave nearby--maybe we should try to go there."

"OK." Mary Ann followed Gilligan through the jungle. The storm was coming fast. It started raining--hard--just before they got into the cave.

"Boy, that was close!", Gilligan said, looking out the cave entrance at the storm. He turned to Mary Ann. "Did you get very wet?"

"No, not too bad", Mary Ann said, brushing damp hair from her eyes. The wind had loosened her pigtails. "Did you?"

"No, I'm OK." Gilligan turned again to the cave entrance and stood watching the storm. Mary Ann had a sudden idea.

"Gilligan--I'm cold." She hated to lie to him, but she had to try to get his attention. "Could you maybe...put your arms around me?"

Gilligan turned to her, looking nervous. "Uh...sure, Mary Ann." She went over and put her arms around him, snuggling close to his chest. He nervously put his arms around her. Funny, she didn't feel cold to him--she felt warm. Gilligan didn't really know how to react--he had liked Mary Ann for a long time--well, more than "liked", but he didn't know how to tell her. His only experiences with girls had been bad ones--he had been laughed at and beaten up a couple of times by big brothers. But Mary Ann was so sweet, and she had always been nice to him--maybe he could tell her. While he was trying to gather his courage, the rain stopped, though neither of them noticed. Gilligan was finally able to find his voice. "Uh, Mary Ann...".

She pulled away a little and looked up at him. "Yes, Gilligan."

Gilligan looked into her eyes and couldn't say anything else. All he could think about was all the times he had wanted to kiss her and couldn't, and now she was right here, and she was looking at him like she wanted him to kiss her. "Don't think about it, just do it", he thought to himself. He leaned closer to her, intending to kiss her. Mary Ann closed her eyes and lifted her face to him.

"Gilligan!? Mary Ann!?" They jumped apart as they heard the Skipper and the Professor calling for them. Gilligan looked at Mary Ann sadly, then hurried out of the cave. Mary Ann sighed and followed him.

"We were worried about you two", the Skipper said, coming up to them.

"Yes, that was a very bad storm. We were afraid you had gotten caught in it", the Professor added.

"We're both all right", Mary Ann said. "We just got rained on a little bit. We went into a cave." She smiled at Gilligan. "I'd better get back to camp and start lunch." The Skipper looked from her to Gilligan--something was going on here, but he didn't know what. Maybe she and Gilligan?...but no, this was Gilligan after all. Skipper chuckled to himself at the thought.


Scene 5

That night, Gilligan sat on the bench near the huts, absent-mindedly poking a stick into the fire. He was thinking about what had almost happened in the cave. His feelings were very confused. He was disappointed, but also a little relieved--what if Mary Ann had been mad at him for kissing her? What if she was mad at him for almost kissing her?

Mary Ann came out of her hut and saw Gilligan sitting there, staring into the fire. She went over and sat down beside him. "Hi, Gilligan", she said softly.

Gilligan didn't look up. "Hi, Mary Ann." He sat there thinking for a moment, then looked up at her. "Mary Ann...uh...this afternoon...if the Skipper and the Professor hadn't come along when they did...", he didn't know how to finish, and he looked back down at the fire.

"I know, Gilligan...you would have kissed me."

"I'm sorry, Mary Ann."

"Oh no, Gilligan, it's all right. I...wanted you to kiss me." She paused for a moment, then put her hand on his arm. "I still do," she said softly.

It took Gilligan a second to realize what she had said, then he looked up at her, surprised. "You do?", he asked, his voice breaking like it did when he was nervous.

"Uh huh", she nodded.

Gilligan looked at her for a moment and realized she meant it. He moved a little closer to her and put his arm around her waist. He leaned over and gave her a small kiss. "I don't kiss very well", he said, blushing.

"I think you do", Mary said, blushing too. She touched his face with her hand. They sat there looking at each other for a moment, then he slowly leaned over and kissed her again, this time a lingering kiss. Then he looked into her eyes.

"Mary Ann...I..."

"Gilligan! Where are you, my boy?" This time it was Mr. Howell. Once again, Gilligan and Mary Ann jumped apart guiltily. Mr. Howell came hurrying up to them.

"There you are, Gilligan! Mrs. Howell and I need you to come to our hut immediately! We simply can't find it anywhere!"

"You can't find your hut, Mr. Howell?", Gilligan asked, confused.

"No, no! My teddy bear! Come along, my boy, we need you to crawl under our beds and look for it."

"But, Mr. Howell...", Gilligan started.

"No buts! Let's go!" Mr. Howell grabbed Gilligan's arm and hurried him along. Mary Ann sighed and headed back to her hut. "Well, it's a start", she thought to herself, then smiled.


OK--hopefully, I'll have more tonight or tomorrow.

[TVPersonGMA]

Good Job, but would it hurt to see Mary Ann vamp Gilligan. I mean...it'd be weird, but it would be interesting too sorry I have a sick mind

[Julie the GI girl]

*sinks down in the chair and melts into a big mushy puddle on the floor*

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!
wheee!!! that was so cute!!! i'm getting all frustrated though. stupid interruptions!!!! lol....i love it i love it i love it!!!

<-----Gilly & MA