A/N: It was a close vote, very close. But after counting them twice I have finally come to the conclusion as to who is to be voted off next. And so…on with the show!

S.T.A.R.S. Camp…

Yup, that time again. Oh come on, don't tell me you're surprised. This happens every week for heaven's sake. Anyway, we go to our slightly crazy cameraman to see who he has cornered this fine evening.

"Well, um, since Alyssa is gone I'm not really sure who to vote for." Carlos rubs at his chin. The viewing audience is supremely glad that he is no longer in his thong. "I know Brad kinda wants to go home and I don't like Billy much I suppose."

The cameraman retreats, lest Carlos put the thong on again, and corners Yoko near the fire.

"I have a plan this week, oh yes I do."

She then goes on to laugh in a very Wesker-like way. This only seems to creep the cameraman out and he bids a hasty retreat, cornering Jill.

"Carlos, plus thong. Need I say more?"

Jill's words evoke the recent memory of Carlos' little 'episode', causing the cameraman to pass out on the spot. You know we seem to be losing a lot of personnel that way. The union is getting a might pissed about it as well. But, hey, what can you do…the island is full of freaks…

Tribal Council Area…

Wesker is not happy. It's not just his really bad hangover that is making him unhappy, either. It's mostly because of the rather large leech sitting on his head. The leech, aka Bob, is still firmly attached to our evil host. In fact several of the show's crew have already suffered from severe bites thanks to trying to remove the little creature. After the fourth ambulance run the producers of the show decided that Wesker should just keep his little pet, and so…Wesker is not happy.

Wesker does his best to ignore Bob, as the S.T.A.R.S. tribe marches their way to the tribal council area. The site of a completely sober Wesker with a large man-eating leech on his head only makes the S.T.A.R.S. Tribe believe the old adage: What goes around, comes around. They pretty much figure that after all the evil things Wesker has done, he deserves having a leech on his head. Besides, it really is pretty funny.

"Alright go vote."

Wesker grumbles as Bob lets out a little squeak. I really didn't think leeches squeaked, but hey, you learn something new every day. Jill somehow manages not to laugh and goes to the voting jar. She scribbles out a name and holds up, not one but three cards.

"Carlos I'm not sure if I'll ever get over the image of you in a thong. No, that is not a good thing."

She drops the card in the jar and takes her seat. Rebecca is next. She scribbles out a name and holds up her card.

"Sorry Cuban Pete. I mean anything but a freaking florescent pink thong."

She drops the card in the pot and takes her seat. Yoko is next. She skips up to the jar, looking more happy than usual, and scribbles out a name.

"I'm voting for myself."

She smiles brightly and drops the card in the pot before sitting down. Carlos is next to vote. He scribbles out two names and holds up just one card. Guess he's trying to save a tree or something.

"Sorry Billy, I mean I just didn't know who to vote for. Brad, you want off the island, just thought I'd help."

He drops the card in the pot and takes his seat. Brad is next. He scribbles out a name and holds up the card.

"Carlos, I will have nightmares for the rest of my life thanks to you. Die a horrible death."

He drops the card in the pot and takes his seat. Billy was the last to cast his vote. He scribbles out a name and holds up the card.

"I hate you Carlos."

He drops the card in the pot and takes his seat. Wesker grabs the pot and starts counting the votes.

"Once you are voted off bring me your torch and prepare to go airborne." He digs around and pulls out the first card. "Carlos. One vote Carlos."

…two…

"Carlos. Two votes Carlos"

…three…

"Billy and Brad"

…four…

"Carlos. Three votes Carlos."

…five…

"Carlos. Four votes Carlos."

…six…

"Carlos. Five votes Carlos." Wesker sighs as he looks into the pot. "Oh look at that somebody voted twice. Do I really have to read them all?"

There is a universal YES from the S.T.A.R.S. Tribe and Wesker groans. He's really starting to hate this job. Carlos is beginning to look a tad bit nervous. Our host then pulls out the next card.

"Carlos. Six votes Carlos."

…last card…

"Yoko…huh?" Wesker turns the card a bit and sighs heavily. "The next person voted off of the S.T.A.R.S. tribe is…Yoko."

Yoko gets to her feet and picks up her torch. She actually looks pretty happy about the whole situation. Everyone else is slightly confused.

"Wait a minute how did Yoko get voted off, Carlos got like six votes!" Jill is a tad bit upset.

Wesker holds up the last card he pulled from the jar. In nice neat letters is the name Yoko X 7. Apparently Miss Yoko was betting on everyone else voting for Carlos and then just voted for herself seven times. She really cut it close when you think that Jill voted three times.

Yoko puts her torch down in front of Wesker, still smiling. He puts the torch out and then reaches to throw her over the railing. However before he can, she takes a running jump and throws herself over the railing. Wesker rolls his eyes and heads off to get drunk or something, the rest of the tribe head back to camp, looking irate and miserable. All except Carlos, who looks a tad bit pissed off…

In the Tree…

"Incoming!" Alex shouts, swinging to a different branch.

Everyone scrambles to move as another helpless tribe member falls into the tree. Yoko bounces off several branches before landing right on top of Alyssa. She smiles and gives everyone a little wave.

"Hello there."

"You certainly sound perky for someone who just got tossed off the island." Chris says, helping Alex scramble down to the lower branches.

"I certainly do. You see I voted myself off." She smiled again, moving over a bit so she wouldn't be sitting on Alyssa. "I call it revenge for everyone ignoring me. They all voted for Carlos cause of the whole thong thing, but now they are still stuck with him!"

Everyone in the tree shudders a bit, they vividly recall the whole thong incident. They got a really good look at it from in the tree. Hunk and Nicholai still hadn't recovered from the shock. Nicholai had fallen into a comatose state while Hunk had reverted to the mental age of six and insisted on calling Alex Mommy and Chris Daddy. All in all things were not looking up for the former contestants in the tree, although they did escape having Carlos in the tree with them…

Next Time on Survivor…

Yup, another immunity challenge…

It FINALLY stops raining…

Marcus gets a bit…manly…

Someone gets 'Ark' syndrome…

Alliances shift…