Chris always had the best of everything since after all, he was the host of the show. It was impossible to not be green with envy at him because he was so obnoxious about his wealth. He would always rub in and that would make some of the campers infuriated. They always asked as to why they can't enjoy luxury but they would eventually move on and forget about it.

One day, a challenge had been canceled and the teens wondered in confusion as to why the challenge was canceled, but Chris blew his air horn before anyone else could even mumble one syllable.

"Alright, that's enough. As I was saying, today's challenge has been canceled and you all get a free day. If you need me, I'll be in my tent."

After Chris left, everyone but Alejandro went their separate ways. Alejandro just stood there, wondering. "Why does Chris always go into his tent? Why does he always carry money on him and- Hey, I just got an idea! I'll take the bastard's money and just keep for myself. Besides, he doesn't need that money. Instead, I'll keep the money for myself."

Alejandro made his way to Chris's tent, doing his best to avoid the interns that were nearby. Seeing that the coast was clear, Alejandro ran into the tent and hid behind a table. Not far from where he was, Chris was in his hot tub, the warm water making him sleepy. Alejandro was in the tent, searching for Chris's wallet. He had been eying it for a while and decided that he needed it since Chris had all of his money in the wallet. Alejandro was known as a schemer and this was about normal for him, but he had to be careful because if Chris caught him and if he was in a bad mood, he could get kicked off of the show.

While ducking under the table, Alejandro could clearly see that Chris was alone and he almost rolled out, but at that moment, Chef came in and Alejandro placed a hand over his mouth, to cover up his breathing so that he wouldn't be noticed.

"Here's your damn soap. Do ya need anything else?" Chef asked while giving Chris what appeared to be ivory soap with a thin layer of gold. Alejandro knew that he and Chris were vain people, but Chris was beginning to live the lifestyle of an emperor. He had a bathroom all made out of marble, always had the best of everything and had every luxury at his fingertips while all of the campers suffered from harsh conditions and little food. How this angered Alejandro since he was the son of a diplomat, but he was living in peasant conditions and how that made his blood boil.

"Nope. I should be good to go," Chris replied while Chef started to walk out, but stopped when Chris told him, "and Chef, don't drop the soap."

Chef just rolled his eyes while Chris broke out into a burst of laughter. While Chris was laughing his head off, Alejandro quickly crawled from the table and made it to the side of the hot tub. He noticed that Chris just threw his clothes onto the floor and it made it difficult since it was hard to tell what piece of clothing was what.

He felt around and picked up what he hoped to be Chris's pants and he was relieved when it was his pants. He slipped his hand into the back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He carefully opened it, in order to not get noticed by Chris, and his eyes nearly popped when he saw all of the money that was in there. There was like almost four thousand dollars in there and seeing the opportunity, Alejandro slipped the money into his pocket, took the billfold and left it back in his pants and slowly crawled back. To his displeasure, while he was crawling under a table, his foot accidentally hit the table and something fell over.

Hearing the object crashing to the floor, Chris jumped out of his hot tub and walked around the whole tent. When he got to where Alejandro was, the Spaniard quickly placed a hand over his mouth and nose to prevent Chris from hearing him breathe. Chris stopped at his table for a moment and Alejandro almost had a panic attack, but to his relief, Chris went back to his hot tub. When it was clear, Alejandro quickly ran out of the tent and into the woods. Relieved that he had pickpocketed Chris and in the process, left Chris a nice little gift.

After Chris stepped out of the hot tub and placed a robe on him, he noticed that his wallet was on the floor. When he opened it, he screamed because instead of his money being there, he saw that worthless Spanish money was in there. He knew that only one person had done this and screamed in anger, "ALEJANDRO!"

The scream was loud enough that Chef came in and he looked grumpy. "What's up with the yelling? You made me mess up on cutting the potatoes for the maggots."

"Alejandro stole my money and left me with worthless replicas of Spanish money!" Chris yelled in anger. "When I find him, he's going to be expelled from the show and-"

Before Chris could even finish what he was going to say, Chef stuffed him into a sack and carried him away, tired of hearing him complain and decided that the producers should have a chat with him.

This oneshot is for Karts of Sugar Rush, who's birthday was on Sunday. I first thought that he wanted a Gwent and I started into it when he told me that he wanted a oneshot to where Alejandro took Chris's wallet so I changed my focus and was able to come up with this dandy oneshot. This was really nice to write and I will be publishing the Gwent as a separate oneshot someday soon.

I'm officially on summer break so let the mass writing and updates begin!

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