Survivor Xover Version 5

by Tinyrocket

Twenty fan-characters had travelled light-years from civilization to try to win one million dollars. However, the sun will be scorching more hotter than before. Who will come up on top?

13. Day 31 to 33

b(Límíng Tribe)/b

Everyone was silent as they all made their way back to camp. The only one who actually seemed happy was Spencer. Soon, after making their way back to camp, Bianna, Verona, Anke and Kenny all glared at Francesca and Mami who winced back.

i"Well, to say that this sucks is an understatement. We were really hoping that Spencer would grow up and try to think strategically so that why we gave him the Idol." Francesca groaned before rubbing her temples. "But no… He just HAD to get his revenge on us and voted off Charlie. And now we will face hell on Earth."/i

"Francesca… Mami…" Verona said, darkly. "The only reason I haven't started yelling yet is because I am just stunned by what you had done to us."

Francesca and Mami looked at each other. The former then gave a deep sigh before looking back at the others.

"Okay, I bite. Why did you trust Spencer over us?" Francesca asked.

"They didn't at first. But they were all such good sports." Spencer smirked, crossing his arms. "They had agreed to all stay in the bushes while we had our meeting on top of the waterfall."

Francesca's eyes bugged out. "Wait, you all were there?"

"Yes and we had heard your whole conversation." Kenny said, sternly. "And your true motives."

"Wait…" Francesca said before looking at Spencer. "Was THAT why you used the Idol even though you knew for a fact that everything would be going YOUR way?"

"Yes, I did!" The teenager grinned.

i"Hoo yeah! I can't remember having a good night after Le Cock had gotten voted off but I did it!" Spencer smirked. "I had voted off that snot-head, Charlie, expose those witches, Francesca and Mami to everyone else AND made this tribe an Alpha Male-free tribe! This Tribal Council had been all Spencer, baby!"/i

"I must admit, Francesca if I knew that you were going to give me the Idol, I would had actually gone with you to vote off Bianna just to keep it." The nerd said smugly before shrugging. "Alright, can't have your cake and eat it, I suppose. I am more than content by watching the sweet-stuff from afar."

The wrestler growled at this.

"Now it is time for YOU to do some explaining!" Verona roared before stepping forward. "I mean seriously, Francesca, what the hell!? Why did you backstabbed us!?"

Francesca winced before looking down with a sigh. "Want the truth?"

She then looked up with narrowed eyes.

"You, Anke and Angelo suck as allies."

Verona and Anke's eyes widened as they stepped back.

"E-Excuse me?" Anke asked in shock.

"You heard me. For one reason or another, you guys are far too over-emotional." Francesca explained. "At least one of you had caused some kind of unneeded drama. That is why I had to backstab you."

"Excuse me!?" Verona roared. "I had been nothing but reasonable motives for being "over-emotional"."

"Like hell you did!"

Everyone jumped before turning to the direction of the voice.

Anke gritted her teeth with her eyes turning misty.

"A-Anke?" Verona asked in disbelief.

"You heard me!" The monkey roared, stepping forward. "Stop acting like you are the greatest Survivor ever just because you had survived a zombie apocalypse!"

Everyone, especially Verona stood stunned as Anke continued her rant.

"You are not nice! You are not special! You are not smart! You are not cooperative!" Anke snapped. "You are a horrible ally! So stop acting like you are hot stuff! You don't deserve to be here!"

"I… I…" Verona said before growling. "I can't believe you just said that to me!"

"And I can't believe that nobody else did!" Anke snapped. "The only reason you had lasted so far is because of Francesca blackmailing Angelo! If she didn't had done that, he would had never let you in our alliance!"

Everyone's eyes widened at this.

i"I am beyond furious right now! After spending so much time with Verona aka Bertha 2.0, I had just found out that Francesca didn't cared for ANY of her old allies!" Anke said in disbelief. "Which meant she had kept Verona for NOTHING! Everything had been pointless! Pointless! Pointless! Pointless!"

"I don't know what type of drugs Anke took when we came back from Tribal Council! But she had started yelling and insulting ME as if I'M was the one who was misleading everyone!" Verona said in disbelief. "Where the hell did she worked THAT out!? I am a victim just like her!"/i

"What is going on with you!?" The brunette said in disbelief. "I was tricked too!"

"I know but that is not up for debate right now!" Anke said.

Verona merely stared in disbelief. "What are you doing!? Now is the perfect time!"

"At least for me! I have a reason to be bitter at Verona!" Anke snapped. "But you… Francesca saved you even though you don't deserve it!"

"What!?" Verona yelled. "And who the hell gives you the right who deserve to stay here and who doesn't? Hell, Francesca didn't even wanted you in my alliance!"

"I knew that! Even more finding out her true nature!" Anke scolded. "But Angelo, he is my friend. He had never regretted his decision to align with me! Francesca, on the other hand DID regretted being with you. That makes me more deserving of being here than you!"

"This is bull!" Verona roared. "I am not the target here!"

"Indeed." Bianna said with a stern glare before turning towards Mami. "Mami, you have a lot of explaining to do."

The rock star merely let out a deep sigh as she hanged her head.

"Malletman, Kenny and I had let you into our alliance after what happened and THIS is how to repaid us?" Bianna asked. "Playing our for fools."

Mami stayed silent before speaking. "Oh, get over yourself."

Bianna stepped back a few steps surprised. "I-I beg your pardon?"

Mami looked up with a glare. "Verona isn't the only wannabe leader around here!"

Bianna eyes widened before narrowing them. "Mami, you have better have a good reason for such a cruel and random accusation!"

"Oh, I do alright!" The redhead said, crossing her arms. "Bianna, do you know why Malletman aligned with you and Kenny?"

Bianna stood confused. "...I thought it was because of a strong individual."

"Exactly!" Mami shouted. "The only reason you were in the majority for most of the game is because Malletman is a giant meathead! He wanted to align with a strong player! That was all he was to you, Bianna! Muscle!"

Bianna stood absolutely shocked by Mami's accusation.

"How… How could you say such a thing?" She asked, horrified.

"Well, after he backstabbed Sugar, it was actually quite easy." Mami spat.

Bianna's eyes widened. "What? Is THIS why you went around our backs? Mami, Malletman let you and Spencer in our alliance to ATONE for what he had done after seeing what had happened to Sugar!"

Mami let out a mirthless laugh. "I guess you are not as smart as everyone thought, Bianna."

The robot's eyes turned red for a moment. "What was that?"

"You heard me!" Mami said, getting up into Bianna's face. "Malletman only aligned with me and Spencer because he wanted to put the biggest liabilities in the minority! He is a selfish meathead! He doesn't care about you or me or anyone else on this island!"

Bianna growled as her red eyes glow deeper. Kenny looked on in concern.

i"I can't believe it! WE were the ones who had been lied to! WE were the ones who had been backstabbed! And yet Mami somehow thinks that SHE is the victim here?" Bianna asked, sounding surprisingly angry. "I… I… I don't know how to feel about this. But this… This child is absolutely atrocious!"

"The only good thing about Spencer screwing us over is I have to stop pretending that some people like Malletman are decent and show off how I truly feel about those jerks." Mami said, crossing her arms while narrowing her eyes. "I have no problems with showing Bianna and Kenny what I truly think about the whole thing."/i

"Malletman kept you safe!" Bianna shouted.

"Again, because I am the lesser of two evils." Mami said, rolling her eyes.

"And when he got voted out, I made it MY mission to keep you safe! That is why I guilt-tripped Francesca, Verona and Anke into keeping you safe!" Bianna called out.

Verona's eyes bugged out. "What!? THAT'S the main reason why you did that! So basically YOU had caused all of this just to impress a roided-up loser!?"

"Not so good being on the end of someone emotionally blackmailing you into letting someone you don't even like, eh, Verona?" Anke smugly said while crossing her arms.

The Survivor gritted her teeth before glaring down at Anke. "Shut up, you little munchkin!"

"Make me!" Anke challenged.

Spencer chuckled as he looked up at Francesca. "Well, doll-face, it looks like it is up to playing to the perverts in Cell Block 8 for money again!"

The wrestler's eyes bugged out. "What did you say!?"

"Whoops, I meant "wrestling"." Spencer taunted.

Francesca growled before stepping forward. "Why you! At least I have a life! Which by not going with us had proven that you don't have any!"

By this time, Kenny was the only one who was shouting in anger. He looked back and forth between the arguing pairs of Verona & Anke, Mami & Bianna and Francesca & Spencer.

"What is extremely frustrating is that you don't feel any sort of remorse for what you done to us!" Bianna snapped.

"Why should I show remorse to an alliance that wouldn't had accepted me!?" Mami challenged.

Kenny gave a big frown.

"I had been an asset to Genbu than you more than you ever been!" Verona taunted.

"Oh sureeeee! You really helped us in that rope maze." Anke said, rolling her eyes.

Kenny held his head, feeling a headache going on.

"What part of "I didn't wanted Malletman to go that far with you" don't you understand, you little idiot?" Francesca roared.

"I don't know. My brain had been bouncing around by brain too much to comprehend!" Spencer snapped.

"Everything just has to be about you, doesn't it?"

"I hate you so much!"

"You need to DIAF ASAP!"

"Your parents should be disappointed in you!"

Then, Kenny's eyes bugged out, showing that they were glowing a blank white.

"SILENCE!"

The sudden shout had came with some kind of air wave had taken everyone off-guard and knocked them onto their rears and threw the leaves and bushes back. They then all stared at Kenny with wide eyes. Said psychic shifted his eyes from left to the right nervously.

He then gave a sheepish grin. "Um, hi."

Bianna blinked twice before groaning and collapsing on her back. "It's official. We are Jersey Shore on the island.

i"Oh dear… This isn't going to be a very fun Finale for any of us unless we do something about it…" Kenny said./i

b(Day 31)/b

Kenny sat outside of the shelter, waiting patiently. However, he then heard footsteps. Turning his head, he saw Anke making his way towards him with a timid expression on her face.

"Oh, Anke." Kenny said. "I take it that you are ready?"

"Well, yes…" The monkey said before looking to the side. "Though it wouldn't matter if I WASN'T ready, would it?"

"Well, you are free to decline." Kenny offered. "But I think you know as well as I do where all of this drama is going to take us. I know that this show is based around it but I don't want to go into the Finale with everyone acting more primitive than Primeape."

Anke winced. "N-No…"

Kenny nodded before patting a spot inside of the shelter. "Now just lie down in the shelter and try to relax yourself."

"A-Alright." Anke slowly nodded.

With that, she made her way over to the shelter and lied down underneath it.

"Now, Anke. I think I should tell you that I had asked you to do this is because I found your reaction the most… random." Kenny explained.

Anke raised her head with a confused look on her face. "Random?"

"Well, I could see why everyone would throw their anger around." Kenny noted. "But you… Instead of taking out your frustrations on Francesca and possibly Mami. But no. You went straight for Verona. Why?"

Anke then let out a deep sigh. "Because I think she is the reason why Francesca thinks that Angelo and I are horrible allies."

Kenny raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Anke nodded as she turned her head. "Well, right before Kira's final Tribal Council. She had… Made I think was supposed to be some last-ditch effort to get our alliance to turn on each other."

"Ah, Kira." Kenny said, narrowing his eyes. "What did she do?"

Anke growled. "She had walked right up to us and told me that Francesca and Verona didn't wanted to do anything with me."

"Really? How did everyone react?" Kenny asked.

"Well, Angelo and Francesca both denied it." Anke said before growling. "But Verona, even though it was obvious that Kira was just planting seeds, Verona gave into it and told me about Francesca blackmailing Angelo into keeping her. This resulted in a huge blow-up between the two."

"Wait. Could you expand on that?" Kenny asked. "I heard a few things but not the whole story."

Anke sighed. "Long story short. Angelo invited me into his alliance of him and Francesca after seeing me get seperated by my friends. However, he did so without Francesca's permission. Because of that, Francesca clinged onto what she thought at the time was the best ally she could get. And doing that Verona and Angelo's personalities would clash, Francesca said that if she can't keep Verona, then Angelo can't keep me."

Kenny paused for a moment. "So basically, the reason that you had gone off at Verona is because she was basically in a majority for something that had been invalid by Francesca instead."

"Exactly!" Anke said, sitting up. "She had been nothing but noise from Day 1!"

"I see. Still, that doesn't explain why you went after Verona over Francesca." Kenny said. "Wouldn't it make more sense to confront someone who had blackmailed someone and then went back on their deal."

Anke paused before lying back down. "I don't know… I just thought that Verona's stupid reveal of the blackmail was the straw that broke the camel's back. That and the fact that Verona reacted to being called a bad ally had been she had been told that fire was ice."

i"I… I just couldn't take it anyway. I had spent TWENTY days with Verona and for what? NOTHING! Or except for a knife in the backs of me and Angelo!" Anke spat, pointing to her back. "I don't care if we are allies, I am not going to be polite anymore. Maybe it is all of the sadness talking but as of right now, I literally can't think about a single redeeming factor about Verona other than she's not AS bad as Bertha."/i

The monkey swerved her head. "Hey, I am not bugging you, am I?"

Kenny shook his head. "Of course not. It is my job as the island's psychiatrist to listen to everyone's problems."

i"After what had happened last time, we had all decided to put together a truce. Nobody wanted to go into the Finale as they are now." Kenny explained. "Because I was the only one who didn't joined the mass shouting match, I was appointed as a psychiatrist to try to calm everyone down."/i

Meanwhile, Bianna, Verona and Spencer watched the whole thing by surprise.

Verona narrowed her eyes in hatred. "I still don't like this."

Spencer rolled his eyes. "Oh, you are just saying that because you don't think Anke doesn't deserve therapy."

Verona glared down at the nerd. "No! Well, yes. But you are missing the bigger picture! We are…"

"Giving our personal information to one of our opponents." Bianna and Spencer said in unison with exasperated looks on their faces.

"You recited when I heard word for word and yet it STILL seemed like that you are ignoring me!" Verona said in disbelief.

i"I just don't like it. I just don't! Why should each and every one of us should give Kenny all of our personal demons and how we feel?" Verona asked. "It is like playing a multiplayer free-for-all shooter and all of the players give one of their opponents all of their ammo. And that completely ignoring the fact that Kenny is a prick."/i

"Verona, we been over this a million times." Bianna groaned. "I trust Kenny not to use any of this information against us."

"Yeah, he is one of the very few people on this season who ISN'T full of bullcrap." Spencer agreed. "I wouldn't mind spilling everything I am feeling to him."

"How could you be so sure?" Verona challenged. "I mean we may be allies but still only one of us could win the million dollars."

"He won't do that. We had a truce." Bianna reassured.

Verona's pupils shrank. "And you are just going to believe that he is going to go through with it!?"

Bianna shook her head. "Kenny knows as much as I do that this season is far too chaotic, even by normal standards. It may be too little too late for this but I do not want to go into the Finale looking more like guests of Jerry Springer than the cast of Survivor."

"And whose fault is that?" Verona snapped.

"Um, Francesca and Mami?" Bianna asked.

"AND Anke! At least all of our other tantrums made sense!" Verona snapped. "But her… She attacked me for no reason! And why I reacted a normal person would, it is ME who have to go to therapy? Ha! Fat chance!"

"Verona, come on!" Bianna urged.

"No, this whole thing is stupid!" The curly-haired woman snapped.

Spencer rolled his eyes. "News flash, lady. We are doing this BECAUSE of the whole thing being stupid."

"So a stupid situation needs a stupid solution?" Verona asked in disbelief before walking off. "Man, you guys must be drugs if you expect me to buy that!"

Bianna and Spencer blinked twice as they watched Verona.

"...And they said I have issues." Spencer muttered.

b(Day 32)/b

Mami lied down on the shelter with her arms crossed, not looking happy in the slightest. Kenny sat next to her.

"I'll be honest. There is a lot of questions I want to ask." Kenny noted. "Because of this, I literally don't know where to begin."

"I don't either…" Mami muttered.

Kenny then let out a deep sigh. "Alright, first things first. Why did you aligned yourself with Francesca and Charlie?"

Mami raised her head. "Isn't it obvious? I had already made it painfully clear to everyone on why I didn't wanted to be aligned with Spencer or your alliance! Spencer is a sociopath and Malletman is a meathead. My game would be ruined if I aligned with them."

Kenny frowned. "Um, you do realize that your game had taken a large dive downwards because of your alliance's actions?"

Mami gritted her teeth. "Ugh, don't remind me. I swear to God, I had warned Francesca! I did! But nooo… She just HAD to give Spencer the Idol and ruin everything for us!"

Kenny blinked twice. "Um… I strongly doubt that anything would change even if you didn't gave Spencer the Idol. We were all waiting in the bushes remember?"

Mami growled. "What kind of psychiatrist are you? You are supposed to make feel at ease but instead you are making me tense!"

"Sorry." Kenny said, quickly.

"Yeah, you better be." Mami said before holding her face. "Ugh, I just hate everyone in this game right now. Spencer, Malletman, Francesca. They had all tried to take advantage of me just because I am a little slow."

Kenny raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

Mami narrowed her eyes. "Of course! Spencer thought I would just accept being lied and tricked into voting off Robert for a selfish reason! Malletman thought I would just accept him backstabbing Sugar and making me look like an idiot for making promises I can't keep. And Francesca thought… I don't know what she was thinking but I am sure as hell not going to accept this!"

Kenny paused. "Now what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know…" Mami groaned. "The only person who doesn't have a reason to be mad at me is an idiot. I can't trust her anymore. Which is stupid because I literally had nowhere to go. I was trying to PROTECT my game!"

Kenny raised an eyebrow. "I have to ask. What did Angelo ever did to you? Or you just did it because Francesca and Charlie asked you to?"

"The latter. That and Spencer is easier to pin for the blindside than Angelo." Mami said.

"And easier emotionally, right?" Kenny asked.

Mami scoffed. "Damn right it is. It is his own fault for treating me like crap. Just like Malletman deserved his elimination for acting like my knight in shining armor after what he had done to me. Give me a break…"

Kenny paused. "Well, if you still have anything else to say, please say it now. We have a Challenge today."

"Humph. There is nothing to say." Mami muttered. "Everything I did was in self-defense. Betraying Spencer's alliance, making a cross-alliance with Francesca and Charlie, everything. And now everyone is acting like I am the spawn of Satan…"

Kenny let out a sigh. "I think it is that you don't hate everyone as much as you hate yourself for letting Spencer and Malletman betray you…"

Mami physically winced as this. She then collapsed on her back with a deep sigh.

"Damn, you sure know how to pierce through a person." She groaned.

i"Kenny is right. If I was smarter, I would had caught on to Spencer's lies and saved Robert. I would had realized that Malletman had no plans to keep his promise and pick Sugar instead of him." Mami said as she was crying in the confessional. "If I was a better player earlier on, I wouldn't have to play so hard."/i

"Um, guys?"

Kenny and Mami turned their heads to see Francesca standing in front of them with a timid look on her face.

Mami immediately grunted in disgust. "What do you want, Francesca?"

The wrestler winced at this. "Um, it is time for the next Challenge."

Kenny frowned. "Aww… But we haven't been anywhere near a breakthrough…"

Mami on the other hand, shook her head and walked off past Francesca without casting her a look.

"There is nothing to break through." Mami muttered. "All this was an overblown confessional where the cameraman is allowed to give their opinion. Now come on. I did a Challenge to distract from this stupidity."

Kenny and Verona blinked twice as they watched Mami storm away. They both shook their heads before making their way after the rock star.

i"Right now, everyone besides Kenny is treating me like the plague. Even Mami. She felt that us getting caught was all my fault for trusting Spencer." Francesca frowned. "Which sucks because we are each other's only allies. After what happened, no one would want to align with us and unless this therapy thing works out, everyone would vote out of emotion and send either me or Mami home."/i

Francesca, Mami and Kenny made it to the others where Spencer was holding a letter.

"What is it, this time?" Mami muttered.

"It says "Do you like playing paintball tag?" Tiny read.

Anke's eyes lit up. "Oh, thank goodness! Something that is actually fun!"

"Agreed. I think the Challenge should provide a great amount of stress relief." Kenny nodded.

Verona glared at Francesca and Anke. "Do we get to choose who we shoot?"

i"If my guess is correct, then we would be shooting each other in a paintball tag-style match. At least I hope that is the case. Then, we would all take our anger out on each other." Kenny said before nervously looking to the side. "This season had its large amount of drama. It doesn't need an Amanda-esque elimination./i

b(Reward Challenge)/b

The seven Survivors had made their way on the mat. Everyone was noticably a good distance away from Francesca and Mami. And even then, the latter two seemed distant.

"Welcome, Survivors. Are you ready for your next Challenge?" Tiny asked. Everyone nodded. "Good. Take a look."

Everyone turned their heads to see a large maze.

"Here is your next Challenge. We will have a good old-fashioned paintball war. When I said go, we will be wandering around the maze while wielding paintball gun with a respective colours for each of you. Your goal is easy. You have to hit each and every one of your opponents at least once with your colour paint." Tiny explained. "First person to do so wins Reward. Want to know what you playing for?"

Everyone nodded their heads.

"A nice, relaxing boat on the stream where you will see lovely sights along the ride." Tiny explained. "It is worth playing for?"

Everyone nodded their heads.

"Good. Let's draw for spots and colours!" Tiny nodded.

b(Later)/b

Soon, the spots and the colours had been chosen. Everyone was now wearing protective goggles. The colours went as followed: Mami = Red, Francesca = Orange, Anke = Yellow, Spencer = Green, Bianna = Blue, Verona = Black and Kenny = White.

"Alright, before we start, I should tell you that there is a system that is connected to your waist. If you hit somebody with your paint, I WILL do." Tiny reassured. "Other than that, Survivors, ready? GO!"

Everyone had all entered the maze at the same time. However, the only person who was rushing straight into the maze was Anke. Everyone else was cautiously making their way through.

Anke grinned as she darted around the corners at an alarming speed. However, in doing so, she had alerted herself to Francesca who was making her way around the corner. Immediately ducking around the corner, she waited patiently for Anke to make her way around.

Then, when she made her way around the corner, she had shot her paintball gun forward and managed to hit Anke in the head. The monkey had reacted quickly and returned fire but Francesca had always ran off to make herself scarce. Anke then ran off to chase after the wrestler.

Until a paintball had nailed her in the back. Quickly turning around, she saw Bianna retreating off. Anke narrowed her eyes, not liking that she was already nailed by two paintballs right off the bat and ran off after her.

While Bianna was retreating from Anke, she was making her presence towards Mami. However, unlike the others, Mami didn't thought she would have any chance of countering and ran off in the opposite direction.

Unfortunately, she ran straight into Kenny. The psychic wasted no time firing at Mami and when he saw that she had made her mark, he ran off. But he wasn't fast enough and Mami had nailed him in the back. She sighed in relief, happy that she had gotten somebody before running off.

Meanwhile, Verona was carrying making her way through the maze while keeping her eye out for any potential rivals. Soon, she had heard the footsteps of someone slowly making their way around the corner. She made a smug smirk before slowly making her way around the corner.

She then sprang to life and shot at her target. Spencer shrieked as he had been fired with a black paint bullet. Verona smirked before running off in the opposite direction. Spencer snarled before running after in hopes and trying to get revenge on Verona.

However, Anke ended up rushing straight into his legs which knocked him over and sent the two teenagers crashing down the ground with Spencer falling onto Anke.

"Ugh! Spencer, get off!" Anke begged. "Please!"

"Ugh… I am trying…" The nerd groaned.

Meanwhile, Mami had snuck around the corner just in time to see the two people struggling on the ground. Blinking her eyes a few times, she gave a small smile before opening fire on both of them they were down before casually walking off.

"Thanks a lot, kid…" Spencer muttered.

"Me!? You were the one who was too slow getting up!" Anke snapped. "And you are only older than me by a year!"

Meanwhile, outside of the maze, Tiny had watched the lights on his panel slowly light up one by one.

"Hm… Spencer and Anke aren't doing too well at this." Tiny noted. "Their respective colours lights are emitting at an alarming rate and yet they are not getting anything. The others seem to be doing well."

Tiny then turned his attention back to the maze itself despite not being able to see anything. Despite this, lights had slowly started to go up one by one. Soon, it wasn't long before one person would hits all six people.

Back inside of the maze, one particular person had snuck around and glaring around. So far, they had shot five different people. Now they only needed to shoot one person and the Challenge would had been all theirs.

Suddenly, they had heard the footsteps of somebody. Acting quickly, they crouched down not wanting to alert the person in case said opponent was the last shot they needed or someone who haven't gotten them yet. They needed to stay low.

They then sprang up to life and shot their paint bullet at the unsuspecting person. Much to the shooter's joy, the person they shot was the one they needed. Tiny watched as the very light lit up.

"The challenge is over!" Tiny called out. "VERONA WINS REWARD!"

The brunette smugly smirked as she stared at Anke who was all covered with different stains of paint.

"Well, well, well. It looks like I DO deserved to make it this far after all." Verona taunted.

Anke gritted her teeth with a growl.

b(Later)/b

After everyone had exited the maze, Verona stood in front of Tiny.

"Congratulations, Verona! You had won Reward! Now you get to go on a nice river ride!" Tiny smiled. "But going only would be boring. You would take somebody with you."

Verona gave a small smirk. "That is easy. Bianna!"

"Um, you can't take Bianna." Kenny piped up.

Verona raised an eyebrow before looking at the psychic. "Oh? And why not?"

"Because then I wouldn't have enough time to give therapy sessions you AND Bianna before Tribal Council." Kenny reminded.

"Are you so real!?" Verona said before rolling her eyes. "Look, I'll tell you what. She could have all of my time, alright?"

This surprised everyone.

"R-Really? Are you sure?" Kenny asked.

"Yes, I am sure I don't want to give all of my personal demons to someone I am not that close with." Verona muttered. "Now could you get your metal butt over here already, Bianna?"

The robot rolled her eyes before making her way over. "Well, since you asked so nicely."

"Um, alright then. Ladies, you will both go together on the river ride and will come back at the next Challenge." Tiny said before looking back at the others. "As for the rest of you, I have nothing but recommendations on how to get the stains out. You may head back to camp."

b(Límíng Tribe)/b

After getting back to camp and cleaning up, Kenny had taken his next patient to give his therapy session. However, said person was already… relaxed.

Spencer hummed a jovial tune as he put his hands behind his back and crossed his legs while lying down. Kenny blinked twice.

"So… Is there anything you wish to ask me, Kenny?" Spencer asked, casually.

"I… Want to know but I am just so stunned by how... Calm you are." The psychic explained. "I had expected you to be ranting all day about this but instead you seemed to be the most relaxed."

Spencer paused for a moment before shrugging. "Well, truth be told, I have a feeling that in a few days, I WILL find something to rant about but for now, I don't really find anything to go off about it…"

Kenny paused for a moment. "Care to elaborate on that?"

"Sure, why not? I had not only outlasted all of the Alpha Males none of them would be anywhere close to the Finale." Spencer said. "Everyone thinks Francesca and Mami sucks and they are stuck in the minority. I think I am having a great time right now."

Kenny frowned. "But even still, you have to outlast six other people to make it to win this game."

Spencer merely waved it off. "Honestly, I know that. However, I just need a break from this game. Even if it is for a couple of days."

Kenny paused. "Indeed… I think we all need this break from the game."

"Yes, I really wish that I could talk about more but there isn't really anything that I haven't told everyone else…" Spencer shrugged. "Whether they wanted to listen or not."

"Right…" Kenny explained. "You DO wear your emotions on your sleeve when under extreme situations."

i"I really wish I could rant about… Well, ANYTHING with Kenny but as of right now, I couldn't thought of a perfect way." Spencer explained while chuckling nervously. "No Alpha Males to make me gag with their testosterone. No cruel women getting the power they don't deserve. The closest thing I have to rant about how Francesca and Mami somehow thinks THEY were justified in their actions and frankly, how should I care when everyone else doesn't?"/i

"Well, it is better to be safe than sorry. Nobody want another blow-up like the one you had with Malletman." Kenny explained.

"Fine, fine…" Spencer said. "But I just want to remind you that Malletman was the instigator, not me."

"Never said you were." Kenny reassured.

Meanwhile, Mami watched as Kenny and Spencer spoke with each other. She then grunted in disgust as she rolled her eyes before storming off.

i"If Francesca had just listened me and Charlie, then perhaps we would had made it further, heck, all of the way without being found out." Mami groaned. "But no, Francesca trusted Spencer and now he is just laying around like he owns the place! Um, the last time I checked, being the fifth wheel of an alliance is NOTHING to be smug about, you idiot!"/i

The rock star snarled as she stomped through the camp. As she did so, she passed Francesca.

The wrestler saw her anger and rolled her eyes. "Okay… I bite. What did Spencer did THIS time?"

"That's not the thing! He is doing nothing!" Mami snapped. "He just laying around like he is the king of the island!"

Francesca shook her head in disgust. "ONE Tribal Council went his way and he is acting like that? Disgusting."

"Almost as disgusting as the fact that all of this could had been avoided!" Mami scoffed before walking off.

Francesca physically winced at this. "H-Hey! I said I was sorry!"

Mami stopped to glare at Francesca. "Sorry doesn't change the fact that you ruined my game!"

"Hey! MY game is down the crapper too unless we do something!" The wrestler insisted.

"Yeah, but this is YOUR decision, YOUR fault and yet I'M the one who is forced to go down with you!" Mami scolded.

Francesca stepped back a couple of steps before growling. "Hey, look, I know I messed it up but I am not the only one to blame! Spencer is the one who wouldn't listen to logic!"

"That's your problem! Spencer is a freaking sociopath!" Mami snapped. "It doesn't matter how petty his revenge is, he will do it anyway no matter how many people he hurt, even himself!"

Francesca crossed her arms. "Look, I know I haven't been there but when you told me all about Spencer and how much he sucked, I had never gotten an idea that Spencer was THAT bad."

"Yes, well, NOW you do! And I am stuck in the minority unless the others decided to get over their past!" Mami said. "Which I strongly doubt."

Francesca growled. "Again, I remind you that I'M in the minority too! We shouldn't be fighting against each other!"

"Then, find a way to get me through this!" Mami yelled.

Francesca's eyebrow started to twitch. "News flash! You have to help out too!"

Mami looked away while crossing her arms. "Why should I? I didn't do anything wrong!"

Francesca's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Didn't do anything…"

Mami continued. "You should be the one doing all of the mental work! I had been spraining my brain, trying to escape Spencer and Malletman's clutches! I had no one to blame for myself for getting into those messes!"

She then glared at the wrestler. "But YOU. You got me into this so you get me out! By. Your. Self."

With that, she stormed off leaving Francesca with a stunned look on her face. Suddenly, she then narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth together, making an unsatisfying noise.

i"What the hell is WRONG with this kid!? She honestly expect me to do all of the work even though if I fail, she fails too!?" Francesca said in disbelief. "I don't care if she literally adds NOTHING when trying, that is a crappy reason for purposely being as unhelpful as possible!"/i

Francesca let out a deep roar of anguish straight into the sky.

b(Stream Ride)/b

"Hey, did you hear that?"

"Yeah, it sounded like a tiger."

Bianna and Verona both shrugged before looking around. They were currently standing on a boat and scanned around in awe and wonder at all of the beauty that was the nature of seeing all of the trees, water and all of the wildlife.

i"For too long that we had been focusing on the game that we had forgotten the lovely nature." Bianna explained. "As someone who came from a futuristic setting, it is rare to see any of these wonders unless literally leaving my home planet. Granted, it is not as hard as it seems but still."/i

"Fascinating." Bianna said in awe.

"Yeah, I keep forgetting on how lucky I am to take a break from literal surviving." Verona said with a deep sigh of relief.

Bianna's face fell. "Oh, right. I forget that you had came from a tragic place."

Verona merely waved it off. "Hey, don't you go all emotional on me here. It is fine. I am used to it by now."

i"I knew for a fact that no matter how well I do on Survivor, I would still have to go back to my zombie-infested world. It's cool." Verona reassured. "I'm tough. I mean if I wasn't, I wouldn't had made it alive to go on this show in the first place, after all."/i

Bianna paused with a smile before looking down. "Hey, Verona. Thank you."

The survivor merely waved her hand with a smirk. "Hey, you are my closest ally out here. It was a no-brainer."

"No… Well, yes." Bianna said. "But I also wanted to thank you for giving me your time."

Verona's smile vanished. "Don't mention it. Period. I want a break from watching Kenny playing Dr. Phil."

Bianna rolled her eyes. "My apologies."

"In fact, for once I don't even want to think about the game." Verona said. "Doing so would naturally make me think about the players and like hell I want to do THAT."

Bianna raised a non-existent eyebrow. "You mean Anke?"

Verona grunted in disgust. "ESPECIALLY her. Who the hell does she think she is calling me out like that!?"

i"Francesca and Mami had been playing us all for their ridiculous reasons. I don't know how Anke had managed to outdo in being unlikable but she had found a way." Verona snapped. "I never liked the little puke-stain but compared to how she acted after we gone back to camp, she was the perfect ally!"/i

Bianna merely shrugged. "It IS a random outburst from her. Especially after what Francesca said about her, you and Angelo."

"Exactly!" Verona agreed. "We are like, supposed to regroup and bond together and instead, she had caused some unnecessary drama and drove a wedge between us."

Bianna paused for a moment while looking down. "I… I don't know what is going on anymore. I mean compared to the first few days, Malletman, Mami, Anke… They are practically strangers to me now."

"Same here." Verona spat. "Isn't Survivor supposed to change people for the matter? All they did was got worse!"

"Me neither… In fact, all this does is lessen my faith in organic life…" Bianna sighed. She then gasped before looking at Verona. "Oh, sorry, that was a cruel thing to say when you are literally right there!"

The brunette raised an eyebrow. "After what these nutjobs did? No problem. Hell, I am actually missing nearly with zombies. They have no brains. THEY have an excuse for acting like drooling maniacs."

"True…" Bianna said, looking down.

i"If that egomaniac Dr. Nefarious sees this season, he would most likely use it as a campaigning video for the extinction of all organic life." Bianna said, rolling her eyes. "I understand that not everyone should stay cool and collected but this is just ridiculous. Most of the remaining contestants' nodes are set in the present and yet they're acting like cavemen."/i

"Look, let's just drop the subject. It is not like we have a tough vote ahead of us tomorrow." Verona pointed out.

"Agreed." Bianna nodded. "Hopefully, everyone will come through with the truce and we vote off a certain woman without any problems."

"The truce has nothing to do with it, Bianna." Verona said, shaking her head. "It is basic common sense."

"Again, agreed…" The robot nodded while narrowing her eyes.

(Day 33)

Francesca laid in the shelter while holding her head. Kenny sat over her, listening to her speak.

"And then she had just walked out on me! Even though we both need each other, Mami said that she was going to do most of the work." Francesca said in disbelief.

"Wow, to be so bitter at your ally as to NOT help them when both of you in the minority." Kenny frowned.

"I know, right!? None of these moves I made were out of spite!" Francesca insisted. "I backstabbed my alliance because they sucked as allies! I backstabbed Malletman to get rid of a threat! Same with Bianna! I know that I am going to be painted as the bad guy in this game but for what? Playing the game? Heh."

Kenny raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps. In doing so, you had hurt nearly most of the Final 10."

Francesca quickly sat up. "But isn't that the game? You have to backstab people to advance."

Kenny shook his head. "Yes, but this is also a social game."

"But I AM playing a social game! I rarely gotten into a fight with anyone!" Francesca explained. "I also talked with people who I genuinely thought were good allies."

"Yes, but you had framed Spencer for Angelo's elimination and nearly got him voted out." Kenny explained. "AND you expected him to just come back to you after that."

Francesca winced before collapsing on his back. "I just thought he would see the bigger picture and go with us."

"Ignoring the fact that Spencer has a lot of anger and hatred inside of him, you honestly expect him NOT to act on hatred?" Kenny asked. "He is a living being. Living beings don't liked to be dragged through mud and then asked to join them just because it is "logical"."

Francesca winced at this before looking to the side. "I… I was just looking for the best way to play the game."

"You know, previous winners had acted on emotion a couple of times and yet THEY still won…" Kenny pointed out.

Francesca growled before getting up. "So what do you want me to do? Make alliances without the other allies' permission? Brings up truths that make destroy my alliance? Act like we are not playing the game!?"

"I never said that." Kenny said, holding up his hand. "But you have to remember that not everyone has to play by "logic"."

Francesca rolled her eyes before collapsing on her back. "Tell me about it…"

"Look, it is not like I haven't TRIED to tolerate my old allies' antics but soon I had lost my mind. That is why I was able to click with Charlie." Francesca frowned. "HE been through the pain that I had been. HE knew what it is like to be stuck with bad allies and be in a bad situation that isn't your fault. And now he is gone and all I left is a brat who is more a triangle-player than a guitarist."

"Treemail!"

Kenny and Francesca had both got up.

"Oh! We are out of time!" Kenny said before looking at Francesca. "I hope that this session had been good for you."

The wrestler merely shrugged. "Well, I guess it is nice for someone to point out that I am a horrible person WITHOUT raising their voice."

"I don't think you are a horrible person. Just getting too head-deep in the game." Kenny reassured. "Now let's go. Maybe the Challenge will cheer you up."

"Not unless I get to go to Immunity…" Francesca muttered.

With that, the two had made their way back to camp to see Anke holding a letter with Spencer and Mami looking over her.

"So what is it this time?" Francesca sighed.

"It says…" Anke said before her eyes lit up. "Could you keep on swinging?"

Kenny paused. "Well, that could mean ANYTHING."

"Meh. I don't care what it is." Spencer shrugged.

Mami cast Spencer a dark shot. "You wouldn't be saying that if Charlie was still here."

The nerd merely smirked. "So what is your point?"

Mami loudly growled while everyone else just rolled their eyes.

"Honestly, I couldn't care less what the Challenge right now. I just don't want Verona winning two Challenges in a row." Anke said, rolling her eyes. "Because of what I said, she is never going to shut up about how much she deserves to be here. But um, Verona, I had never said you don't deserved to be here because you were weak in the Challenges. Ugh. And Malletman is the meathead?"

(Immunity Challenge)

The five people waited patiently on the mat.

"We now bring in Verona and Bianna from the Reward." Tiny said as the three walked in.

"Howdy, psychos." Verona greeted, looking surprisingly cheerful.

"Alright. Are you all ready for your next Challenge?" Tiny asked before everyone nodded. "Good. Take a look at the ocean."

Everyone looked to see a long vine hanging from a cable right in front of the ocean. They were also buoys with numbers on it.

"Here is your next Challenge. It is simple to explain but hard to do. You will each be taking turns swinging from his vine and launching yourself into the ocean. You have to rock back and forth to get more distance into the ocean. Be careful because you only got one shot so make it count. Whoever gets the furthest into the ocean wins Immunity granting an 1-in-6 shot of winning." Tiny explained.

Everyone looked at each other with slightly positive reactions. The Challenge seemed to be on even ground.

"Alright, let's draw for spots." Tiny said.

(Later)

After the order had been decided, Mami climbed up a stepladder and grabbed the vine with both hands.

"Alright, Mami, you are up first to set the bar." Tiny explained. "You are free to swing whenever you like."

The rock star nodded her head. She then swung herself from back to forth a few times to get momentum for herself. Gritting her teeth, she let go of the rope and launched herself forward in the water. Tiny waited until Mami had came back over the surface to give her reply.

"Great job, Mami!" Tiny smiled. "You had gotten 44.93m."

"How could you tell?" The redhead called out.

"Technology." Tiny said, simply.

Everyone gave each other suspicious glares but shrugged it off as Mami made her way back to shore as the next person had made their way onto the vine.

"Okay, Kenny. It is your turn." Tiny said.

The Pokemon trainer nodded his head before swinging back and forth just like Mami. However, people were quick to notice that he was going slower than Mami. Despite this, he put all of his strength in the swing as he let go and went straight into the water.

"Good job, Kenny. You had gotten 37.01m." Tiny noted. "Unfortunately for you, Mami's score still stands."

"Seen that coming…" The psychic muttered before swimming back to shore.

The next person had slowly made their way to the vine. However, they didn't looked very confident.

"Bianna, it is your turn." Tiny said.

The robot nodded her head before swinging back and forth on the vine. However, due to all of the metal she had on, she was going much more slower than Kenny. Soon, she released herself and fell into the water.

"Um, good job, Bianna. You had gotten 16.45m." Tiny said with a nervous cough. "It is safe to say that Mami is still in the lead."

"I would like to remind you that completely made out of metal." The blue-eyed woman scolded before making her way back to shore.

"How is even able to stay afloat then?" Tiny muttered as the next person went up. "Verona, it is your turn."

The brunette nodded her head before wasting no time, swinging back and forth on her rope a few times. She was noticeably going a lot faster than everyone else so far. Soon, she had let go and went straight into the water.

"Great job, Verona! You had gotten 89.92!" Tiny complimented. "You are now on the board!"

"Yes! Suck it, Anke!" The survivor taunted as she swam her way back to shore. The monkey just shook her head in disgust.

The next person glared at Verona for her lack of sportsmanship before making their way onto the vine.

"Alright, Spencer. It is your turn." Tiny said.

The nerd nodded his head before swinging back and forth. Much to everyone's (including his) surprise, he was actually doing a good job of doing so. All of a sudden, he had let go of the vine early.

"AAAAAHHHHH!"

"AAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!"

"YAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"NNNNNOOOOOO!"

CRASH!

Verona and Tiny winced at the scene that they had witnessed. Spencer was now lying on top of everyone else in a big pile. Everyone groaned as Mami glared up at Spencer.

"You are supposed to let go of the vine TOWARDS the water, you idiot!" Mami roared.

"Hey, it is not my fault that my grip had gave way in the opposite direction!" Spencer insisted.

"Will you stop making excuses!?" Mami snapped.

Tiny merely shook his head in disbelief. "Well, I think it is safe to say that Verona's score still stands."

After everyone had gotten back up, the next person had made their way to the vine.

"Okay, Anke, it is your turn." Tiny offered.

The monkey nodded her head before swinging back and forth. She had managed to do so at a quick speed. Narrowing her eyes in a surprisingly determined fashion, she let out a deep yell before soaring like a comet into the water.

"Great job, Anke! You had gotten 96.25!" Tiny smiled. "You are now in the lead!"

Verona's smirk vanished. "What!?"

Anke smirked as she swam back to shore. "Right back at ya, Verona!"

Verona growled as everyone else just rolled their eyes. Francesca then made her way forward while shaking her head. She then made her way up the vine, knowing that this was it.

"Francesca, if you want to win Immunity. You have to get more than 96.25." Tiny explained.

The wrestler nodded her head in determination. She then swung herself from left to right with a glare on her face. Everyone looked on in worry with most of them hoping that she would fail.

Soon, she let go and crashed straight into the water. Everyone looked on, realizing how close it was. They then stared at Tiny who crossed his arms.

"Francesca… You had gotten…"

Everyone looked on.

"85.27m." Tiny called out. "ANKE WINS IMMUNITY!"

The monkey cheered as she did backflips in place. Everyone cheered her on. But Verona merely glared in disgust.

(Later)

"Congratulations, Anke. You had Immunity granting you a 1-in-6 shot of winning." Tiny said placing the necklace around Anke's neck.

"I SO needed this morale boost!" The monkey grinned.

Tiny then looked at the others. "You all have a date with me at Tribal Council where one of you will be leaving this game. You have all day to figure out who. You may head back to camp."

(Límíng Tribe)

Anke was sitting on a log, admiring her Immunity Necklace with a bright smile on her face.

"Hey, nice job of winning Immunity." Spencer smiled.

"Um, thanks…" The monkey said, not expecting a compliment from the nerd. "I am just glad that Verona didn't won it."

"Tell me about it. Who does she get off taunting you back there like that?" Spencer said, rolling his eyes.

Anke returned the gesture. "She did the exact said thing after she shot me and won the last Reward."

"I am SO happy to win Immunity today! Verona had been casting me death glares ever since I had spoke what I really felt about her so it is great for someone she truly disliked to win Immunity over her!" Anke grinned before laughing. "Especially since she thought the reason I attacked her is because she is a weak player! That way, the only person rubbing salt on her wounds is herself! Ha!"

"Listen, I know that we are not close but could you do me a favour?" Spencer asked.

Anke raised a suspicious eyebrow. "Well, it depends but shoot."

"Could you come with me to see Francesca and Mami?" Spencer asked. "I want to confront them."

Anke blinked twice. "W-Why? They are both as good as gone anyway, why risk breaking the truce just to go after them?"

"Because of I am worried that they may try to break it." Spencer pointed.

Anke's eyes widened. "W-What do you mean?"

"Isn't it obvious? Francesca and Mami are both untrustworthy, aren't they? What is stopping them from going to everyone else behind our backs and trying to save themselves?" Spencer pointed out.

Anke sighed as she hanged her head. "Nothing…"

"Exactly. They can't afford to be trusted!" Spencer nodded.

Anke sighed before looking up. "So… What should we do?"

Spencer then smirked. "I say we stalk them. Can't go around our backs if we are literally standing next to them."

Anke paused for a moment before frowning. "That doesn't seem right."

Suddenly, she then smirked.

"But it sure seemed fun!"

"That's because it will be!" Spencer laughed.

"I know that we would be abusing the truce that we had made but Francesca and Mami left us no choice that they actually want to go through it. I mean look at how many people they had backstabbed!" Spencer pointed out. "All Anke and I have to do is stalk the both of them before Tribal Council and then we would be safe."

Meanwhile, Mami laid against the wall with her arms crossed. Francesca was standing a good distance away.

"There is a chance that we could make it." Francesca said, trying to cheer Mami up.

"If there is, I don't see it." The rock star said, waving it off.

Francesca held up her hands in disbelief. "Aw, come on! You are not even trying!"

Mami glared up at Francesca. "Why should I try when you were the one who got us into this mess!?"

"Uh-huh, no way, it does NOT work like that." The wrestler scolded. "If you do that, you will be nothing more than a coattail-rider."

"Well, what am I supposed to do?" Mami asked. "Do you realize that you only reason I can't just ditch you just like Spencer and Malletman is because you are not the only one who is casting me death glares?"

"And yet you are treating me like your enemy!" Francesca insisted.

"I have to find some way to prove to Mami that our games are not over yet and yes, she SHOULD get off her rear and play the game." Francesca said, crossing her arms. "While I still stand what I said about Angelo, Verona and Anke, at least they wouldn't just TELL ME TO MY FACE that they wouldn't help me."

"Look, just stop and think. They must be something that we could do." The brunette said.

"Well, you sure as hell not doing it NOW!"

Francesca and Mami's eyes bugged out before turning their towards to see Spencer and Anke smirking smugly at them while crossing their arms.

Mami immediately grunted in disgust. "What do YOU want?"

"Nothing much. I just wanted to know that there isn't any more "surprises" at the next Tribal Council." Spencer said, casually.

"And what if we are? You do not control us!" Mami spat.

"No but you had still agreed to the truce." Spencer pointed out. "We have a right to make sure that you follow it."

"Right, my boot!" Mami snapped.

"Look, guys, we were not planning anything. Honest!" Francesca insisted.

"Yes, for NOW." Anke said, rolling her eyes.

"What do we have to prove otherwise?" Francesca asked in disbelief.

"Well, if you are truly okay with the truce, you wouldn't mind some extra company." Spencer noted.

"I mean it is not like you would be crowded by people for a while." Anke pointed out.

"Oh, good one!" Spencer smirked as he and Anke fist-bumped each other.

Mami gritted her teeth while Francesca merely rolled her eyes.

"Alright, alright, you win." Francesca said with a sigh of defeat.

Mami looked up at Francesca in disbelief. "What!? Francesca, you can't be serious!"

The wrestler nodded her head. "Unfortunately, I am. If these two are THAT concerned about us, then we have no choice but to oblige."

Spencer smirked. "Glad you see it our way."

"For once." Anke nodded.

Francesca growled as Mami looked back and forth between the group in disbelief.

"What is WRONG with this woman!? We are breaking the truce, THEY are by confronting us! They are stalking us and invading our personal space!" Mami said in disbelief. "Had she learned nothing about doing ANYTHING with Spencer! Ugh, I hate this season!"

Meanwhile, Bianna was lying down in the shelter with Kenny giving the final session.

"I mean I DON'T want to look down at organic beings because if I did that, I would be no better than Dr. Nefarious." Bianna explained. "But… After these last few days, I had started to lose my faith in them."

Kenny's eyes widened at this. "Wait, what? Why?"

Bianna rolled her eyes. "Like you really did to ask. Malletman nearly drowned a sixteen-year-old boy. Anke had verbally-assaulted someone who was just as much a victim as her. Mami backstabbed us all and still made it sound like the people she hurt was the ones at fault."

She then sighed.

"Honestly, the only people who deserve to make jury is me, you and Angelo." Bianna sighed.

Kenny shrank back. "Deserve is a strong word, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is but these… People had forced me to say out that none of these people deserve it." Bianna said. "They had made me… So… So upset. ESPECIALLY Mami."

"Well, considering she backstabbed you, it is understandable that you would feel disdain towards her." Kenny shrugged.

Bianna narrowed her eyes. "No, you don't understand. I am alright with her backstabbing me. I mean why SHOULD Mami stay loyal to me? I had been campaigning you and Malletman to get her out after Lillian had her meltdown at her. I wouldn't say it was the smartest move but I could more or less see her logic."

Kenny blinked twice. "So… Why did you do so?"

Bianna then let out a sigh. "It is Malletman. While he had backstabbed Mami, it is like… she felt that Malletman doesn't deserve to be forgiven for what he did. I mean it is not like he did the things that he did out of spite, he did it out of strategy! Which, by the way, was the same thing that Mami tried to justify."

"Indeed. Though in Mami's defense, she thinks she was trying to defend herself." Kenny pointed out.

Bianna sat up. "Exactly! She THINKS she was trying to defend herself! Instead she had backstabbed a lot of people for no reason and ruined her own game as a result!"

Kenny shook his head. "Well, remember what I said Mami when Le Cock got voted off about over-emotional she could get when she feels inferior."

"Well, at the moment, she IS inferior. She had absolutely to owe up to her mistakes and tried to justified them!" Bianna snapped. "She thinks SHE is the main victim in all of this! Malletman owed up to what he had done so why not Mami!?"

Kenny paused before sighing. "That is for Mami to realize on her own because she clearly just dismissed your anger."

Bianna rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it…"

"Alright, that is everyone. I had a therapy session with everyone for the most part, everyone had gotten out a lot of their anger." Kenny explained. "Now maybe it is not too late to go into the Finale WITHOUT going at each other."

"Yo!"

Bianna and Kenny looked up to see Verona making her way over.

"Oh, Verona. Have you decided that you wanted a session, after all?" Kenny asked.

The brunette froze in her spot. "What? No! I just came over to tell you that we are going to Tribal Council in the next few minutes so if you have anything else to add, make it fast!"

Bianna and Kenny's eyes widened before looking at the sky. Indeed, the sun was setting.

"Goodness. Had it been THAT long already?" Bianna asked, surprised.

"Looks like it." Verona said before looking down. "So I know this is a stupid question but there is no reason to strategize tonight, right?"

"After what just happened?" Kenny asked with a raised eyebrow. "If this is an attempt to gaining a sense of humor then this is a poor start."

"Ha. That almost DID gave me a sense of humor." Verona said, sarcastically.

"Tonight, it is between Francesca and Mami. And based on who were aligned with those two demons, the votes seemed to be split." Verona explained. "I and I think Anke want Francesca gone while Spencer and Bianna want to sent Mami packing. But whatever, the point is that one of them is gone and while we want someone else more than others, there is no denying that this had to be done."

"I just hope that we would go through with this without any surprises." Kenny sighed.

"Same here. I had enough of surprises." Verona nodded.

"Here's hoping that this vote would be straightforward." Bianna said, looking up.

"Gameplay-wise, I don't think anything would change by this vote but this may be our most important Tribal Council yet." Bianna explained. "If this vote goes off perfectly, then it restore my faith back in organics. I mean sure, obviously all of our hatred won't disappear overnight but it would prove that each of us DO have a sense of peace of mind."

(Tribal Council)

The remaining seven castaways had made their way to Tribal Council where Tiny was waiting.

"Hello, Survivors." Tiny said. "Take a seat."

Everyone obliged.

"We now bring in the jury." Tiny said as the jury walked in. "Charlie voted off at the last Tribal Council."

The jury then saw down. Charlie was now wearing a black leather biker's jacket with matching pants and a red shirt. There were fiery red tips on his Mohawk.

"Now, Spencer, could you tell me what in the world had just happened at the last Tribal Council?" Tiny asked in disbelief.

The nerd proudly smirked. "Gladly. It turns out that yes, I was NOT responsible for Angelo's elimination and it WAS the fault of Charlie, Francesca and Mami. And it turns out that they were idiots because they trusted me even though I didn't wanted to do anything with them. So I decided to sneak the others behind a bush so I would meet-up with them and gave me the Idol to use on myself."

"Wait… Are you saying that those three had the Idol and they gave it to you?" Tiny asked.

"Yeah, if I knew that they were going to do that, I MAY actually think about sticking with them for a vote." Spencer said, before shrugging. "Eh. That Tribal Council was all mine already and if an Immunity Idol is all I needed to sacrifice, then that's fine. The point is that I was the MVP, baby!"

Charlie growled. "Double M, how the hell did you and the Byakko tribe had managed to NOT strangle this little punk?"

Malletman shook his head. "I don't know…"

"Wait, Francesca, so you were the one who voted off Angelo?" Tiny asked. "Why though? Isn't he your closest ally from the start?"

"Yes, he was." The wrestler said, shaking her head. "But he was far too headstrong and stubborn to be a decent ally and then there was that whole fight he had with Verona before Kira's final Tribal Council. I had no choice but to find some way to break away from him."

Angelo gave a small growl before looking to the side. "Whatever, harpy…"

"Angelo…" Malletman said, sadly.

"But what about Verona and Anke?" Tiny asked. "What about them?"

"They were no better than Angelo." Francesca reassured. "Anke is a hyper, childish kid who isn't even trying to play and Verona is a short-tempered bulldog who blows up over the silliest of reasons."

Anke glared at Francesca. "Well, sorry about Angelo and I can't be strategybots like you, Francesca!"

Verona rolled her eyes with a growl.

"Hmm? Was there something wrong with Anke's comment, Verona?" Tiny asked.

"Yes, noticed that she didn't put ME in that sentence." The survivor pointed out.

"Huh. Good point. Your response to this?" Tiny questioned.

The teenager merely sighed. "After finding out what Francesca really felt about us, I had realized something. Francesca did more than broke her word. She blackmailed Angelo into keeping Verona and yet she had realized that was a huge mistake and instead of trying to fix it, she ran off with her tails between her legs."

Francesca visibly winced at this. "By that time, I was just as fed with you and Angelo."

"Francesca, is this the part where I just accept that?" Anke asked in disbelief.

"Give her hell, Anke!" Angelo said, narrowing his eyes.

"Oh sure, NOW you attacked the right person." Verona spat.

Anke rolled her eyes. "Look, Verona, I am sorry. I shouldn't had attacked you. I should had attacked Francesca. But that still doesn't change the fact that I meant everything that I said. The only reason that you had lasted this long is because of Francesca blackmailing Angelo."

"And what makes YOU so deserving of going so far?" Verona challenged.

"Nothing, really except that Angelo wanted to be aligned with you." Anke said before crossing her arms. "But unlike with Francesca, I strongly doubt that Angelo had regretted aligning with me even if it was in his best interests to do otherwise."

All Angelo did was grin was ear to ear.

"Well, we seen the effects of Francesca's backstabbing but let's see Mami's side." Tiny said. "Mami, what is YOUR reasoning?"

The rock star merely sighed. "I couldn't trust Spencer OR Malletman after what they had done to me."

"Okay, I hear your reasoning for not trusting Spencer but what is up with Malletman?" Tiny asked. "I mean it is not like you had predicted that Malletman would attempt to drown Spencer."

"Um, ouch?" Malletman winced.

Mami narrowed her eyes. "He never wanted to be aligned with me. He only wanted me and Spencer to join his alliance because it was either us or a fairy, a lazy jerk and a rooster who SERIOUSLY needs to get over himself."

Bianna growled. "Mami, for the last time, Malletman was trying to ATONE for his actions. After hearing about what happened to Sugar from Galia, he realized what he had done and tried to keep the original Byakko tribe together."

"Lies." Mami spat.

"Oh, and why would he lie about something like that?" Bianna asked.

"I don't know. He just thought that saying "you are the cream of the crap" isn't good enough." Mami said.

"Wow… You weren't kidding when you said Mami had a low opinion on me." Malletman said with an unseen frown.

"Bianna, you are clearly upset by Mami's betrayal." Tiny said.

"Of course! It is one thing to backstab someone for something that isn't true but despite all this, she is acting like she was the one wounded here!" The female robot said.

"I had been backstabbed by both sides of Byakko and I was forced to go whoever I could find at the merge!" Mami insisted. "I was just trying to survive!"

"By making a giant robot with super strength nearly drown me?" Spencer piped up.

"OH MY GOD!" Mami roared, startling everyone. "WHAT PART OF "WE DIDN'T THOUGHT MALLETMAN WOULD GO THAT FAR" DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!?"

"Mami, Mami, please!" Tiny begged. The rock star scoffed. "Kenny, it seemed that the last Tribal Council had opened a lot of anger."

"You have no idea." Kenny sighed. "If we continue on the path we are going down, we will practically murder each other before we reach the final Tribal Council. That is why we had made a truce."

"A truce?" Tiny asked, confused.

"Yes, most of us had agreed that we can't go on like this so they took turns having a therapy session with me as the psychiatrist." Kenny explained. "As the only one who DIDN'T had a shouting match after Charlie left AND having experience with trying to figure out emotions, most of them thought it was the best choice."

"Well, it is refreshing to do that not EVERYONE lost their cool." Charlie said with a sigh.

"Wait, you said most." Tiny pointed out. "Who DIDN'T agreed?"

Verona rolled her eyes before raising her arm.

"You Verona?" Tiny asked. "Why?"

"Why the hell should I give my personal information to my opponent?" The brunette challenged. "I must be the only one who thinks this is a stupid idea."

Kenny turned towards Verona. "Verona, it is not like I am forcing people to do this. It was unanimous."

"Look, squirt, I know that we all have issues. Anyone who says otherwise deserves a bullet between the eyes." The brunette said. "But we are still playing the game. Sure, I don't want spending most of the time at the Finale ranting about Francesca and Mami but I don't want to give information to someone who would use it against it."

Kenny merely sighed. "Fair enough."

"Kenny, do you think your therapy session had helped?" Tiny asked.

"I should hope so." The psychic said. "It all comes down to this next vote. To prove if we had all calmed down."

Angelo looked to the others. "Finger crossed, boys."

"Okay, fair enough. Here's hoping for the best." Tiny nodded. "Anke, you have Immunity. Do you want to give it up?"

"Nope!" The monkey said, brightly.

"Alright, you cannot vote for Anke. Everyone else is fair game." Tiny said. "Kenny, you are up."

The purple-clad teenager nodded his head before making his way over to the voting table. "Please let this work."

Spencer coolly adjusted his glasses and walked over. After casting a vote, he casually walked back.

Anke practically sprinted over to the stool and bounded up. She wasted no time writing down a vote and putting it in the urn before zooming back to the others.

Mami hanged her head as she made her way over to the table. "Oh, what is the point?"

Bianna coolly walked over to the table. After putting her vote in the urn, she had made her way back.

Verona stomped straight over to the voting table. She then snatched the pen. "A traitor gets what a traitor deserves."

Francesca slowly made her way over to the table. She then narrowed her eyes in determination. "If they think I am going to accept this fate, then they got another thing coming."

With that, she ran back. Tiny then got up.

"I'll get the votes."

Everyone cast each other suspicious glares as Tiny made his way.

"I'll read them out."

"First vote, Francesca."

Francesca nodded her head.

"Second vote, Verona. One vote, Francesca. One vote, Verona."

Verona raised an eyebrow.

"Third vote, Verona. Two votes, Verona. One vote, Francesca."

Verona merely shrugged it off.

"Fourth vote, Verona. Three votes, Verona. One vote, Francesca."

Verona's eyes bugged out.

"Fourteenth person voted out of Survivor and fourth member of the jury… Is Verona…"

Angelo, Malletman and Charlie sat completely wide-eyed.

"Whoa… This is one unpredictable season…" Malletman noted.

"Yeah…" Angelo said before smirking. "But I can't say that I am not happy."

Verona sat in her seat, looking absolutely stunned. Everyone else looked happy with the vote.

"Verona, you have to bring me your torch…"

The survivor continued to sit while looking dazed. She then growled before getting up and glaring at the group.

"Guys, what the hell!?" She roared.

"You broke the truce." Anke calmly said.

"Broke the truce? What are you…" Verona said before her eyes widened. "Don't tell me that you voted me off because I was the only one who…"

Everyone nodded their heads. Verona stood stunned by what was going on. After a few moments, she growled while clenching her fists.

"Alright, you know what? Fine!" Verona roared. "If I won this season anyway, I would just be a female Boston Rob!"

Kenny and Anke rolled their eyes as Verona grabbed her torch and stomped over to Tiny, placing her torch in front of him.

"Verona, the tribe has…" Tiny said before he noticed Verona storming off. "Verona, where are you going?"

The curly-haired woman stopped in her tracks to turn around.

"Disneyland." She said before shouting in anger. "I AM GOING TO THE JUROR HOUSE! WHERE ELSE WOULD I BE GOING!?"

With that, she turned around stomped off. Tiny watched her leave in disgust before turning towards the others. "Well, it is safe to say that Verona did not seen that coming. But it seemed like she is the only person who DIDN'T. That means this truce had actually worked. Maybe now you guys would be able to go forward into the Finale. You may head back to camp."

Everyone had picked up their torches and walked out, all of them looking happy. Kenny brought up the rear, pleased with the tribe. They had all bonded together to take out the one person who DIDN'T followed the truce. Nonetheless, despite proving that they would not act on emotion, the game still goes on. But hopefully, this would have a satisfying ending.

"Who gets voted out just for not wanting to all of their personal feelings to their opponent!? Who!? Who!?" Verona roared, flailing her arms around. "I had been robbed! I do NOT deserved to go for such an idiotic reason! That's it! This season is beyond irredeemable! I never wanted to see those morons for as long as I live!"

RESULTS

Verona: Anke, Bianna, Francesca, Kenny, Mami, Spencer.

Francesca: Verona.

And thus Verona leaves the game. I'll be honest. I was not proud of having Verona make it this far. Truth be told, I wanted her to have a more antagonistic role but she was easily overshadowed by other people depending on the situation. While she wasn't completely OTTN, she was mostly noise that again got overshadowed by other people.

NOTE: She and Tyrone had swapped places. She was supposed to go third while Tyrone would be voted out here. The reason I swapped them is because I just felt that Verona for better or worse, make for more interesting situation.

(Ponderosa)

Verona crossed her arms grumpily while riding inside of the pick-up truck that Touil was riding.

"So… How are you doing?" Touil asked.

"Do NOT talk to me." Verona spat. "You are just the transport so shut up and drive."

Touil shrank in his spot. "Alright then…"

Soon, they had finally arrived at Ponderosa.

"Okey-doke, we are…" Touil smiled.

Verona wasted no time opening the door and getting out. After closing the door, she stormed off towards the entrance without a single word.

"...Here." Touil muttered. He then shook his head. "There's one on every season."

"I have nothing to say. Those idiots had ruined my game for a stupid reason and I am never letting it go! Well, excuse me for not wanting to give all of my information to my opponent!" Verona snapped. "Now I am forced to vote for one of those guys even though as far as I am concerned, none of them deserved."

When Verona entered Ponderosa, she saw that Angelo and Charlie were playing Team Fortress 2 against each other with Malletman watching them.

"Oh, howdy, Verona." Angelo greeted.

"Shut up, Angelo and tell me where is the bedroom.." The brunette spat.

"Well, seeing that ya asked so nicely." Angelo said, rolling his eyes and pointing to a door.

Verona then walked over to the door, without a single thank you. The men paused their game to stare in disbelief. They then said the same thing in unison.

"Hater."

"I just can't help to shake my head at Verona's attitude. Sure, it sucks to be voted out of the game but she is literally buryin' herself in a bed, grumblin' around being blindsided." Angelo said, rolling his eyes. "Ya know, Malletman and Charlie were bitter about their blindsides too but they did NOT tried to distance themselves away from me."

"Why did Francesca let her make merge again?" Malletman asked.

Angelo rolled his eyes. "That I would never know. Nor would I never care. Seriously, if Verona can't realize that she was the stupid one for not doing one of Kenny's therapy sessions?"

"Yeah, at first I was stunned when I saw that it was Verona that had gotten voted off but after hearing the reasoning, she has no one to blame for herself." Charlie agreed.

Suddenly, they heard the door open. Turning their heads, they saw Verona making her way outside with a letter.

"Huh? Where did ya get that letter from?" Angelo asked.

"It was hanging off of the wall." Verona said. "Apparently Tiny had gotten us invitations to a party."

The men's eyes lit up.

"Oh hell yeah!" Malletman grinned.

"Just what we needed! A good ol' hootenanny!"

"Thank you, Tiny!" Charlie cheered.

"PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!" The three chanted. Verona just grunted in disgust.

"No wonder Spencer had such a burning hatred for Alpha Males." She muttered. "Well, unfortunately it isn't the party that you were hoping for."

The men stopped chanting before looking at Verona.

"Huh? Why not?" Charlie asked.

Verona paused before sighing.

"It is a fancy party."

"AWW!" The men groaned in disbelief.

"Seriously? SERIOUSLY!? A fancy party!? Where we would dressed up in those tight suits and be with a lot of pompous big wigs!?" Charlie said in disbelief. "This is one of the many reasons why I ran away from home! I had to go to one of these things every four months!"

(Fancy Dress Party)

The next night, Touil had transported the four of them to the fancy dress party. None of the jurors were looking that pleased with this event. Charlie was riding with Touil when the others were riding in the back. Soon, they had arrived at the scene.

"Alright, guys! We are here!" Touil smiled.

Everyone looked at the location. It was a large white building that looked like it was owned by an aristocrat.

Angelo gave a descending whistle. "Damn, that is one big party."

Verona scoffed. "Who hosts a fancy dress party ON A JUNGLE ISLAND, anyway?"

"I don't know. Probably the same people that decided to host a Japanese festival." Touil shrugged.

The juror had cast him weird looks. Touil noticed this and chuckled.

"Long story." Touil said. "Anyway, get out and show them your outfits, guys!"

Everyone groaned as they got out of the truck. Angelo and Charlie were wearing the textbook suit and tie and the former was forced to leave behind his hat. Fortunately for Charlie, he could literally do nothing about his hair. Even Malletman had on a bow tie with cuffs on his wrists.

As for Verona, she was wearing a purple spaghetti dress with matching high-heels. Charlie grinned.

"Well, at least there is one good thing about this party." Charlie said, stepping forward.

Verona grunted in disgust. "You DO realize that I had been taken out of the game. So I don't have to follow any rules, right?"

Charlie's grin vanished as he shrank back.

"I thought so."

"Ugh, out of all things, why did it had to be a fancy dress party?" Angelo groaned.

"Yeah, you can't do ANYTHING fun here!" Malletman agreed.

Touil narrowed his eyes. "Aw, come on! You guys are being ungrateful! How often do you guys get to go to a party like this?"

"Far too often for MY taste." Charlie muttered, underneath his breath.

"Well, anyway, let's just give it a chance. I am sure that it will be fun." Touil smiled.

"So is eating tofu." Angelo spat.

"This is making Angelo unhappy…" Verona said. "I suppose this IS a plus already."

"Oy…"

With that, the jurors had made their way over to the building. Charlie brought up the rear. He then put his hand into the suit and pulled out a vial. He stared at it and gave a dark chuckle.

"There is no way I am going to spend all night at some lame party and fortunately, the others feel the same way I do." Charlie smirked. "So that is why I am hoping to try to spice up things at this snorefest."

The guys had made their way inside of the building. However, the atmosphere was not only boring but it was also unpleasant. Angelo, Charlie, Verona and Malletman were sitting in the corner as several well-dressed aristocrats cast their strange glances.

Charlie narrowed his eyes behind his shades. "Take a picture! It will last longer!"

A few people shrank back before walking off.

"I already don't like this place." Malletman muttered. "We are supposed to be invited here but instead they are glaring at us as if wondering why we are here."

"Yeah, I don't like it." Angelo agreed.

Charlie merely waved it off. "Just try not to let them bother you."

"But I can't help it. It DOES bother me." Malletman said.

The three men had then sighed. They then looked up to see Verona quietly sitting while drinking a cup.

"Wow, Verona, this is the most quiet I seen ya in… Ever." Angelo noted.

"Yeah, are you THAT bored?" Malletman agreed.

Verona stayed silent for a moment. "These people are arrogant."

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Tell us something we DON'T know."

"They are so selfishly happy people. Living up in a mansion. Unaware of the horrors of the world." Verona spat. "It sickens me."

This surprised the others.

"Okay, that was dark even for YOU." Angelo pointed out.

"They think they are better than me just because they have money." Verona spat. "And yet, I am more powerful than all of them put together. I am the queen of Survivor, baby and they should bow before me."

The men shrank back. Suddenly, Charlie had noticed the drink Verona had in her hand.

"Um, how much of the punch had you drank?" Charlie asked.

"About three drinks. Why?" Verona asked.

Charlie winced as Angelo and Malletman blinked twice.

"Verona… Are ya drunk… On PUNCH?" Angelo asked in disbelief.

"Possibly." The brunette shrugged before she continued drinking.

"Wow, out of all of the victims, I haven't expected YOU to be the first one." Charlie noted.

Angelo raised an eyebrow. "Victims?"

Charlie's eyes widened before he clamped his hands on his mouth. Angelo and Malletman both stared at each other before narrowing their eyes and looking at Charlie.

"Charlie, did ya spiked the punch?" Angelo accused.

The green-haired man chuckled nervously. "Maybe?"

Malletman shook his head. "If Tiny found out what you did, he would blow sky-high."

Charlie narrowed his eyes. "So what if they did? That is their punishment for taking us to this horrible place! Besides, I just wanted to lighten things up a bit. I mean come on, so a few people get drunk. What is the worst that could happen?"

"AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"

The men's eyes widened before turning to the direction of the voice. They then gasped at what they were seeing.

Verona was sitting on top of a man who was on his hands and knees. The others had stared in horror as Verona held a cane in his hands.

"Say it! Say it!" Verona demanded as she smacked the man in the rear.

"Ow! Oink! Oink!" The poor man cried.

Verona smacked the man's butt again. "I. CAN'T. HEAR. YOU."

"OINK! OINK!" The man called out.

"That's right! Squeal like the little piggy you are!" Verona yelled.

"VERONA!" Angelo held as the men ran over. "What the hell are ya doin'!?"

Verona looked at the three. "Ah, more pigs. Bow down before your queen!"

Malletman's eyes widened at this. "Excuse me!?"

"You heard me!" Verona snapped. "Kneel down before the queen of Survivor!"

"The only queen you of is the Kingdom of Misery!" Malletman roared.

Verona gasped at this before getting up while beating her cane in her hand. "How dare you!? I will have you executed for talking that way to your queen!"

"Yeah, right!" Malletman laughed. "You are about to be dethroned, Your Majesty!"

"How DARE you!? I will murder you!" Verona roared.

With that, she ran over to Malletman and swung her cane at him. However, the robot grabbed Verona by the scruff of her dress and lifted her up.

"Hey, release me! You can't do this to the queen!" Verona snapped. "Oh! When my guards hear about this!"

"Shut up…" Malletman spat.

"Shocker, shocker. When Verona is drunk, she is a sociopath. Seriously though, Verona is literally calling herself a queen and beating innocent people who look at her wrong?" Malletman asked in disbelief. "Should we be happy that it is only NOW that she decided to resort to physical violence?"

Meanwhile, Angelo along with another man had helped the man up.

"Are ya alright, pardner?" Angelo asked.

The man stared in disbelief. "I had just been assaulted by a drunk psycho and you ask if I was alright!?"

Angelo winced at this. "Yeah, I guess that was a stupid question…"

The man growled. "And to think, I had invited you guys here just so my party would be televised! Now the whole world is going to see my butt being smacked!"

"Actually, man, the season isn't just limited to this world." Charlie said, stepping forward.

"Excuse me?" The man asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I mean this is Survivor XOVER." Charlie pointed out. "We are all from different worlds, universes and even timelines."

The man's eyes bugged out. "Wait, are you saying that…?"

"Yep! This scene will be broadcasted all of the universe!" Charlie smirked.

The man's jaw dropped. He then growled at the Survivors.

"You… I will NOT be taken for further humiliation!" The man growled.

"Silence, you pig!" Verona roared before throwing the cane. It went straight into his groin.

Everyone winced as the man fell onto his knees while holding his groin.

"I think THAT is further humiliation." Charlie winced.

The man winced in pain as he glared up at Verona. He then slowly rose to his feet.

"OUT! OUT! OUT!" The man roared.

Soon, the men was walking out of the building with Malletman still holding a drunk Verona.

"Well, at least we don't have to be stuck there for all of the time." Angelo muttered.

"Exactly!" Charlie grinned before looking back. "The only downside though is that I couldn't see all of the people getting drunk!"

Malletman rolled his eyes. "Well, now what? Touil isn't coming back for us for another hour."

"Whatever we want!" Angelo brightened up. "I mean surely ANYTHING we do out here is better than being in there!"

"Yeah, we are wearing suits, anyway!" Charlie joked. "Why not find a coconut and toss it to each other like a football?"

"No, all coconuts belong to queen Verona!" Verona yelled. "Those who said otherwise will be executed."

Charlie paused. "I don't think I would want to ride with in the pick-up truck with her like this."

"Me neither." Malletman sighed.

Verona was now seen in the confessional all bound and gagged. The cameraman then reached down to her mouth.

"So are you all sobered up now?" The cameraman asked, removing his gag.

"HOW DARE YOU JUST STAND THERE AND LIKE THOSE PIGS TIE UP!? I AM A QUEEN AND YOU JUST LET ME MISTREAT ROYALTY! I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU ALL! YOU WILL DESTROY YOUR PERFECT LITTLE LIVES! I AM THE QUEEN OF SURVIVOR! THE QUEEN OF..."

The cameraman sighed before putting the gag back on. "Ask a stupid question…"