Well... here is the deciding time. WHO IS THE NEXT TO LEAVE... SURVIVOR SHUGGAZOOM?

Sorry, but this will be a short chapter. Well, here it goes...

Chapter Eighteen - Tribal Council

The contestants awoke with sore muscles. They had to sleep next to the lake, because their camp was gone... leaf beds and all.

"I'm so wet!" Chiro complained. "Everything was dripping on me, and the dirt was soaking..."

Antauri nodded, but said nothing. He had already decided on who to vote off.

The sky was a deep crimson - just in time for Tribal Council. Sparx slowly stood up with a deep feeling of anxiousness; he felt his stomach was in a knot.

Chiro saw the red monkey was tense, and went over to him. "Don't worry about... whatever you're worrying about." he said. Chiro knew it wasn't much, but Sparx loosened.

"Uh... thanks, kid." came the reply. He picked up Mr Jeepers, and they walked to the Tribal Council in silence.

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"Contestants." said the host quietly. "Please take a seat."

They sat down slowly. They were all anxious, yet they all knew who they were voting for.

"Remember," said the host, "No cheating. Chiro... come forward and place your vote..."

Chiro went in. "Why am I always first?" he wondered aloud.

Sparx was next, then went Mr Jeepers... well, the host actually placed the vote for Mr Jeepers, which everyone thought was a little unfair.

Soon enough, everyone had placed their votes. The host brought out the jar and took off the lid.

"Time to count the votes!" he said a little too merrily.

He counted the votes. Three votes for Sparx, one for Nova and one for Chiro.

"Who did you make Mr Jeepers vote for?" asked Nova. The host said nothing, but he threw a few hateful glances at Chiro.

Sparx was beyond disappointment. He took his flame to the host.

"The tribe has spoken." said the host, trying to sound sad. "It is time for you to leave."

"Don't try and sound sad." snapped the angry red monkey. "You sound dumb!" The host glared at Sparx, and put out the flame. When the monkey's back was turned, various comical faces were pulled.

Sparx suddenly grinned. "You all have to sleep next to the lake tonight," he said, "While I get a comfortable bed!"

Everyone glared at Sparx as he walked down the path to the awaiting helicopter, which would escort him back to the Super Robot.

Well... I'm not going to get flamed as much as I did for Otto (I think...) but think of it this way: Antauri or Sparx?

So... you get the point, and Antauri IS my favourite, so...

Well, review, but I hope there won't be as many flames as the last Tribal Council.

... so don't flame me unless it's ENTIRELY NECESSARY!