The survivor guy opened the box and began reading the votes-
"Elita . . . Elita . . . Hot Shot . . . Jazz . . . and . . . Sideswipe."
All then looked at the one who got the most votes. Elita then stood up so the survivor guy could estinguish her torch.
"I'm sorry Elita One . . . the tribe has spoken," said the survivor guy as he estinguished her torch.
She, herself, espected something like this. By the way all were acting and all. She looked at her team and said one last word to them-
"I hope you guys know what you're doing."
She then sighed and turned and left.
"You may go back to your camp," said the survivor guy.
And so all left and went back to their camp.
"I sort of espected this and all," sighed Elita One. "They just don't like taking orders and such, but that the way they want to go so be it . . . just hope they don't lose to those decepticons . . . it was probably Hot Shot and Jazz who voted the votes that got me off . . . the others wouldn't do it . . . would they?"
And so next time on Survivor.
Hot Shot's girl: None of you voted (Except one of course.) and so I voted. Until next time friends :)