A/N: I don't own Gilligan. –tear- I DO own a slice of sharp cheddar cheese I have in the fridge!
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"Skipper! Skipper! Skipper!" Gilligan cried as he came running into camp.
"What is it, Gilligan, I'm about to do something very important," Skipper snapped.
"Well, y'see, I was fishing, right? And then I feel something pulling on the line okay? So, I'm tugging and tugging. On the last tug, I nearly fall over when I see this crate sitting on the beach. I'm trying to open and—" Gilligan said, excitedly.
"And what?"
"Well, Skipper, that's where you come in."
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"Do you want me to open the crate for you?"
"Well, yeah!"
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"Fine, I'll be there in a few minutes," Skipper answered.
"Okay, Skipper!"
Skipper did come to the beach, finding a weary Gilligan about to bite into an orange wedge.
"Gilligan! Little buddy! Are you all right? Did you open this by yourself?" Skipper asked.
"Yeah, Skipper. Want some?"
"Want some what?"
"Gee, I don't know. I haven't tried it yet."
"Well, help me carry this crate back to camp and we'll see if the Professor knows what it is," Skipper suggested.
"What is it, Professor?" Skipper said, excitedly.
"Yeah, what is it?" Mary Ann repeated. She had come to watch when she saw Skipper and Gilligan carrying that crate.
"It appears as though Gilligan has caught some cheese," Professor answered.
"Cheese! Oh, I love cheese! Gee, I haven't had cheese in such a long time!" Gilligan cheered,
"We may have to preserve it before we can eat it…"
"I know all about preserving," Mary Ann assured.
"We got cheese! Oh boy, oh boy! Wait 'til I tell Ginger and the Howells. Cheese! Oh, I love cheese!"
A/N: Interesting, ain't it? More coming soon!