Hey y'all! With poor Gibby gone, can the contestants stay sane and normal? Well, of course they can! They will probably be more sane and normal...

... but don't count on it.

Chapter fourteen - Tarantulas and Chocolate

Antauri wandered around the camp, wondering what to do. Now that Gibson was gone, there was no one to share an intelligent conversation with. All the other monkeys only wanted to complain, and Chiro only wanted to complain with them. If only he had his chess set...

"Hey, Antauri!" said Chiro. "I'm gonna look for something other than apples, fish and coconuts! Want to come?"

Antauri nodded. He had nothing better to do.

The two left camp and made for the beach. But the closest thing they found were two pink coconut shells.

"Hey, Antauri," said Chiro. "Do you think Gibson is watching us right now?"

Antauri shook his head. "Gibson would want to forget about this show. I don't think he wants to have anything to do with it again."

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Gibson grinned as he watched the television. "Can't be more correct, Antauri!" he said. Then he remembered he wanted to forget about the show, so he switched the TV off.

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After an unsuccessful search, Chiro and Antauri went back to camp.

"Hey, there hasn't been a task in a while." said Nova. Then, as if on cue, the usual booming voice shouted a little louder than usual.

"GET TO THE BEACH NOW!" the voice shouted.

"Gee, what's up with you?" Chiro shouted back.

"I HAVEN'T FORGIVEN YOU FOR THROWING SAND ON ME, CHIRO! I HATE YOU!"

Chiro was freaked out, but followed the rest to the beach without another word.

When they got there, the host grinned evilly. "I have come up with another task that will force you to eat something."

"Oh no." muttered Nova. The host was getting a little too creative.

"Now, I will give you all a number - either one or two - and the number ones must stand here next to this table-" The host pointed to the table on which they had eaten the earthworm. "-and you will eat what I tell you to. When number one has finished eating what I tell them to, number two will come forward and eat what I tell them to.

"The two fastest - one from group one and one from group two - will face off in a game of Gladiators."

"Great!" said Chiro. "When do we start?"

"When I say 'go', idiot!" the host snapped.

"God!" Chiro muttered. "Just trying to start on a positive note!"

"Well it's not working!" the host retorted. "So, Chiro, you are a number one! Otto's also a number one, and so is Antauri. The rest of you are number two."

Chiro, Antauri and Otto slowly walked up to the table, and sat down. The host came back with three plates, all with a large lid over it so they couldn't see what they were to eat.

The host pulled off the lids to reveal...

... tarantulas.

Antauri looked very pale. "We've just eaten prawn-covered coconuts and gotten food poisoning, and now we have to eat spiders?" he wailed. "I can't do this!"

"Don't worry, Antauri!" said Chiro, looked more sick than he did after the coconuts. "Just... imagine you're eating chocolate."

"What, tarantula flavoured chocolate?" said Otto. "No way!"

Nova and Sparx were laughing so hard they cried. "Shut up!" Chiro muttered. "Who knows what he'll have in store for you!"

The host smirked, but nobody noticed.

"When I say go, start eating!" said the host evilly. "GO!"

Otto looked very sick. He picked up the tarantula and glared at it. Chiro didn't even look at it, the tarantula was already gone, never to see the light of day again.

Antauri ran off to be sick.

"I won!" Chiro yelled, but ran off after Antauri to be sick as well.

Otto looked at the tarantula, and poked it. "I won't eat you!" he murmured. "I'll let you go!" And he flicked the spider away into the ferns.

The host glared at Chiro. "You didn't deserve that." he muttered quietly, but nobody heard. "Chiro wins the number one contest! Number twos, get ready while I get your dish!"

He went off, then returned with large dinner plates. He removed the lid to reveal...

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Gibson watched the television in horror. "That can't be fair!" he cried. "Chiro, Antauri and Otto had to eat spiders while Sparx, Nova and Mr Jeepers eat..."

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The host went off, then returned with large dinner plates. He removed the lid to reveal...

"CHOCOLATE?" Chiro shouted, outraged. "I EAT A (censored) SPIDER AND THEY GET (censored) CHOCOLATE?"

Nova grinned, and gulped down the chocolate. But Sparx was quicker. The chocolate was gone before you could repeat the bad words Chiro said in the last paragraph.

Mr Jeepers just sat there, motionless. The host looked at the chocolate. "Oh well!" he said. "Mr Jeepers won't eat his, I'll just... throw it away."

Everything suddenly seemed like those scenes in movies, where the character goes in slo-mo and shouts "NOOOOOOOOOO!" in a really deep voice. Well, exactly that happened.

Chiro ran over to the host, screaming "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" as the host flicked the chocolate into the ocean.

But Chiro wouldn't give up that easily. He ran into the water, trying to recover the lost chocolate. But he was too late - the dolphin from chapter four gobbled up the bar, wrappings and all, before Chiro could say "You little (censored)!"

Chiro swam back to shore, and fell to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he wailed, sounding a lot like his clones.

Antauri patted him on the back. "Don't worry, Chiro. It's just chocolate."

Chiro just glared.

"Now!" said the host dramatically. "Chiro and Sparx will face off in a game of... GLADIATORS!"

"How do you play?" asked Otto.

The host sighed. "Well, two people stand on a plank and try and knock each other off with these stick things. The first to get knocked off is the loser, and will be banished to the dangerous side of the island."

Everyone looked horrified.

"I was kidding." the host muttered. "Anyway, Sparx and Chiro, you can stand on that plank thing now."

Chiro, being the host's least favourite, was given a faulty stick thing, but nobody noticed.

The two got ready. "GO!" the host shouted. Sparx advanced on Chiro. Chiro backed away, careful not to lose his balance.

Sparx swung the stick around at Chiro's head. Chiro ducked, and shoved the stick at Sparx's chest. Sparx jumped backwards.

Chiro grinned. The taller always has the advantage.

But Sparx didn't mind. He got ready for the javelin throw, and chucked the stick at Chiro. The stick slammed into the boy's head, and Chiro fell onto the sand.

"Ow..." Chiro groaned, rubbing his head.

Sparx didn't care. He had won Immunity. "YAY!" he cheered. Chiro grumbled.

Otto was crestfallen. "Now Chiro's going to the dangerous part of the island!" he mumbled.

"I was joking, idiot!" the host snapped. Otto folded his arms and started sulking.

The host grinned. He was glad Chiro had lost, that boy was getting annoying. "Now, back to camp!" the host yelled. "And tomorrow is Tribal Council! Sparx, if you're late, you will lose Immunity."

"Why me?" Sparx retorted.

"Because you're the only one who has Immunity, idiot!" Nova smirked.

Everyone laughed, and walked back to camp.

FINISHED! YAY! Anyway, what do ya think of the tarantulas? I work in dirty ways...

Chiro: That was evil! I had to eat a spider for nothing?

Me: No, you ate the spider for a chance to get Immunity again! But turns out you're pretty bad at Gladiators.

Chiro: I am not!

Me: Don't count on it... (turns to reviewers/lazy people who read but don't review) Review!

And Quarma the Panther, if Otto gets voted off (he might not)... please don't make me wolf food.