The remaining three finalists had made their back to camp, still stunned by what had happened back there.
“Well, that was… Interesting.” Kenny noted.
“So is coming face-to-face with a lion.” Spencer muttered.
“Tonight was the most important vote-off of the season. Needless to say though, Mami kinda made it more… theatrical.” Francesca said, holding her head. “During our tiebreaker, her fire went off her station and went on the ground and if we didn’t stopped it in time, well, let’s just say that nobody would win any season of Xover Version or any other season ever again!”
“What is wrong with that girl?” Spencer asked. “It is one thing to ruin people’s games but she could had us singing “Survivors Roasting On An Open Fire”.”
“Unfortunately, if Mami’s tendency to make mountains out of molehills wasn’t already cemented, this does.” Kenny frowned, shaking his head. “She put more coconut husk than normal in case that she would lose when SHE had actually ignited a spark far over Francesca.”
“...Don’t remind me.” The wrestler muttered.
“In the end, either of pulling a win, she just made her lost more humiliating.” Kenny sighed.
“Yeah, that is pretty much Mami in a nutshell.” Spencer said.
“Yeah, listen, Kenny. Thanks for saving my hide back there.” Francesca said, sighing in relief.
“It is quite alright.” The psychic reassured. “After all, like I said. This had gone far and beyond a normal Survivor season anymore.”
“I didn’t wanted to take both Mami to the Final 3. If I let her go in her deluded state, she would get absolutely DESTROYED by the jury and thus the drama will start all over again.” Kenny frowned. “I HAD to backstab her. I mean it was clear to anyone that she wasn’t going to win so why should I let her get grilled?”
“Right.” Francesca nodded. “Do you think we could finish like a normal season?”
“We should.” Kenny shrugged. “That is for the jury to decide.”
“Ugh, good point…” Francesca sighed. “Listen, I am going off to bed. That fire had took a few years off of my life so I need to get as much energy as I can back.”
“Okay, good night.” Kenny said.
Francesca nodded before walking off. However, Spencer didn’t looked that much happy.
“Look, Kenny, I know that it is too little, too late to complain but I think you had just made a big mistake saving Francesca.” Spencer said.
Kenny merely shrugged. “Gameplay-wise? Yes, I probably DID made a mistake. However, like I said, this isn’t a normal season anymore. I don’t want this season to be the Jersey Shore of Survivor.”
“I know but…” Spencer said.
“Look, I know that I had made my chances winning much harder but surely we can’t say that for sure.” Kenny said. “I mean Francesca is only a better because she is lack of a better term “the lesser of two evils”.”
“True…” Spencer frowned.
“There was one thing that I had going for me. Beating Mami and proving that I am better than her. Now with her gone, I can’t even do that.” Spencer grumbled before looking to the side. “Well, it can’t be helped. Maybe I could point out Kenny and Francesca’s flaws to the jury.”
“Anyway, we should get to bed too.” Kenny said.
“Yeah, there is one more gruelling night tomorrow.” Spencer agreed.
“I know that coming into this, I am the one who has his back against the wall the most. But like hell I am giving. I had gone through too much only to give up now!” Spencer exclaimed. “Besides, while I pissed off a few people, it is not like antagonized everyone individually!”
“I was so busy on observing everyone’s emotional patterns that I didn’t bothered to come in before it was far too late. But now I feel more than comfortable with the final 3.” Kenny noted. “I know that I haven’t done any game-breaking moves but I still want to try to win. It would be unfair to the jury if I didn’t tried.”
“Okay, to say that this had been a rollercoaster where the downs are bigger than the ups are putting it mildly. I pissed off a lot of people and had to scramble to save my hide.” Francesca said. She then clenched her fist. “I know that there are some people who say otherwise but I KNOW I at least deserve a shot at the million and I am going to figure out on how to make everyone see that!”
Kenny sat on top of the waterfall with his arms and legs crossed while deep in thought.
“Now let’s see here.” Kenny said. “I KNOW that I got Bianna’s vote and possibly Malletman’s.”
He then sighed.
“But here is the thing.” He frowned. “Now that I think about it, I never really interacted with the others that much. And Mami is clearly not going to let what I had done to her go anytime soon…”
He then paused.
“Well, if I can’t convince them on gameplay and personal bonds, I should just point out my social game for the most part.” Kenny said. “It may not be much but it should be enough at least counter Francesca and Spencer’s speeches.”
“I must admit, this is more unnerving than I thought. I only got two possibly locked jury votes and I also got two people that would NEVER vote for me.” Kenny frowned. “Everyone else, I could see they voting for the others. My best bet is to pull a Sally and hope that convincing one person to vote for me would be more than enough for me.”
Meanwhile, Spencer was sitting in the shelter with a stick, using it to write names in the dirt. Said names were of the jurors.
“Well, safe to say I should scratch off Malletman, Mami and Charlie.” He said. He then scoffed. “Pfft. Screw them.”
After scratching out said jurors’ names, he had then scratched out Bianna’s.
“Bianna is Kenny’s closest ally so expecting her to vote for me would be asking too much.” Spencer said before looking at the remaining three. “Which leaves Angelo, Anke and Verona.”
He then nodded his head.
“I SHOULD be able to get their votes. I mean Anke is my friend and I never really done anything to Angelo OR Verona.” He noted. “Yes… This is going to be difficult but far from impossible.”
“My main strategy is to focus on the jurors that I DIDN’T provoked. Like I said earlier, I didn’t antagonized EVERYONE individually so I believe I should be able to swing some votes in my favour.” Spencer explained. “What makes me a “goat” is that most, I repeat, most, not all people don’t like me.”
Finally, Francesca was leaning against a tree with her arms crossed.
“Okay, I KNOW I should be able to get Charlie’s vote. And Mami, albeit more to process of elimination for her.” She noted. “I just need to get at least two more votes.”
She then grumbled underneath her breath.
“Easily said than done…” She sighed. “Angelo, Verona and maybe Anke may vote out of bitterness and Bianna and Malletman may vote for Kenny. Great.”
She then shook her head.
“Great… My potential swing votes are the ones who are the most affected by my moves…” Francesca muttered. “I need to have a way to convince them to forgive me and let bygones be bygones. Come on, you could do this. This isn’t going to be THAT much harder than what I had to do to get this far…”
“And of course, to win this game, I may have my back against the wall in terms of swaying swing votes. Angelo, Anke and Verona are my best chances are winning and if they even talk to me ever again, I’ll be lucky.” Francesca frowned. “Well… I suppose this is karma.”
Soon, the three finalists had all met up with each other.
“Well, are you boys ready?” Francesca asked.
“Ready to get grilled. Sure, why not?” Spencer laughed.
“Same here.” Kenny said.
“Great! Let’s get ready to go to the hell that is Tribal Council one last time!” Francesca grinned.
Kenny nodded before looking towards the camp. “I must say, while this place may hold a lot of bad memories, I will still miss it.”
“Not me. I wouldn’t miss this place even if I had the best days of my life here!” Spencer said. “Seriously, give me a laptop any day of the week.”
Francesca blinked twice. “...Why did you come all of the way to a JUNGLE ISLAND if you hated the outdoors that much?”
“Don’t be like that! I knew that I was getting into!” Spencer scolded. “Do you really thought I would come all of the way out here without a good reason?”
He then turned to the campsite.
“Besides, I don’t see how ANYONE would want to remember this sight.” Spencer said.
Francesca and Kenny turned to see all of the knocked over trees in the area.
“Oh yeah…” Kenny winced.
Francesca paused. “...Do you think Greenpeace is going to sue Malletman?”
Spencer’s eyes lit up. “Do you honestly mean that?”
“Spencer…” Kenny groaned as Francesca rolled her eyes.
“My main goal is to try to tell everyone that while some of my moves hurt people, they are all based on logic and not personal.” Francesca explained. “I came into this game to win and while a couple of my stuff had done me more harm than good, I still stand by what I did. And I am going to show that.”
“I may not be the most popular or strategic player. But I still have an advantage over Francesca and Spencer. I didn’t angered that many people.” Kenny said, crossing his arms. “I had tried to be as civil to everyone, with the exception of a couple of people. If they don’t want to vote based on gameplay, then they have to vote on who was the most friendly.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. “Spencer is SO deluded. He actually thinks he has a shot.” I heard it all before.” Spencer muttered before crossing his arms. “Look, it is clear that I am not going to be the fan-favourite coming into this but after all of the crap, I had been through, I am sure as hell not going to try to snag the million dollars just because most of the jury doesn’t like me!”
The three finalists had made their way to Tribal Council with determined looks on their faces. Tiny was waiting for them with his hands behind his back.
“Welcome, Survivors.” Tiny said. “Take a seat.”
The three obliged.
“We now bring in the jury.” Tiny said as the jury walked in. “Angelo, Malletman, Charlie, Verona, Bianna, Anke and Mami voted off at the last Tribal Council.”
The jury then sat down. Mami was now wearing a black jacket with a light grey shirt and dark pants and matching boots. She had lost her pom-pom-like pigtails, letting her hair down.
“Your power over voting had been shifted to the jury.” Tiny explained. “However, before they start asking you questions, you have a chance to convince them that you deserve the million in a final statement. We are going in Alphabetical order so Francesca, you are first.”
The wrestler nodded her head. “Thank you. I had came into this game for one main goal. To do whatever it takes to win the game. Because of this, I had do whatever move I could if it could help my game, even if it means hurting people. I know quite a few of you are mad at me for said moves but I had never intended to intentionally hurt anyone. I was just trying to win and I genuinely feel that if I didn’t made some of the moves I made, I wouldn’t be sitting here.”
“Kenny? Your turn.” Tiny said.
The psychic nodded. “First off, I am not going to talk about my gameplay because I realize how non-existent it is. However, I would like to point out that I didn’t need to strategize. For the most part, I was in a good position for the majority of the game because of everyone letting their emotions run wild. And I didn’t got there by manipulating anyone or having good choice with allies, I got there because for the most part, I kept my emotions in check and be civil to everyone.”
“Spencer? Finish us off.” Tiny said.
The nerd nodded. “Okay, here is the thing. I already know that some of you don’t like me and I’ll be lying if I said the feeling wasn’t mutual. I just have a hatred for Alpha males after being so much bullied back at my school and I kinda took out that hatred on some of you guys. But honestly, I feel that some of you are no better than me as you took your dislike of me from too far. I had never nearly killed anyone. I had never framed someone for something they didn’t do. I had never cheated. And most of all, I am not some griefer who manipulates people’s emotions and use them together. For the most part, I was just trying to play the game just like you all and I wasn’t the only one who played emotional so it would be unfair to not vote for me of bitterness. Vote for me for my gameplay.”
“Thank you for finalists.” Tiny said. “All right. It is time for the jury to be asking questions to see whether you deserve the million or not. Anke, you are up first!”
The brown-furred monkey’s face lit up before getting up and skipped over to the three finalists.
“Hey, guys! How is it going?” Anke smiled. “Now I had gotten more than enough out of all but I still have to ask a question. If there was something you could do differently, what would you do? Francesca?”
The brunette then sighed. “Well, it is not to take underestimate people. Just because their emotion would get in the way of what may be a brilliant move, that doesn’t mean people should automatically assume that they would do so.”
“Very good.” Anke nodded. “Spencer, what about you?”
“Well, it is to be more honest with myself.” The red-haired teenager said. “If I just been honest about what I truly felt about Robert, perhaps all of this would had been avoided.
Anke paused while shifting her eyes from left to right. “I… Won’t deny that IS technically true. Kenny?”
“Well, I just wished I could do more to help everyone. I felt I could do more for Celvis’ kleptomania and maybe even stop all of this drama.” The Pokemon trainer said. “I am usually more perspective than most people so I should had used said skills better.”
“I see. Well, for the most part, what done is done!” Anke smiled. “Thanks, guys! I got what I needed from all of you!”
“Charlie, it is your turn.” Tiny said.
The punk nodded before getting up and passing Anke before making his way to the finalists. However, he did NOT looked pleased.
“Spencer, I think you had seen this coming but I got a bone to pick with you.” Charlie said, crossing his arms.
The bespectacled teenager returned the gesture.
“We had a chance to be a powerful force to turn the game on its axis had you just gone with Francesca’s plan. But you had ruined it for literally no reason but to satisfying your own ego.” Charlie scolded. “You didn’t even do that to improve your game! You just wanted revenge!”
Spencer merely shrugged his shoulders. “I guess so…”
Charlie’s eyes bugged out when he heard this. “I guess so? That is all I got to say!”
Spencer narrowed his eyes. “Look, bub. It is clear that you are going to be bitter to vote for me and even if I had a chance to mend bridges between us, I know for a fact that you wouldn’t vote for me regardless because your partner-in-crime, Francesca. Like I said, I know that I am not the fan-favourite and I need to work like hell to prove when I deserve but why in the hell would I go out of my way to plead my case to someone who obviously isn’t voting for me. Especially when whether you like it or not, I had a reason for my “petty revenge”! And frankly, I don’t see how you was expecting anything else!”
Charlie wasn’t the only one thunderstruck by Spencer’s response. Tiny, Francesca, Kenny and the jury sat slack-jawed.
Then, Charlie gritted his teeth before stomping off. “Arrogant punk!”
“Takes one to know one!” Spencer yelled.
“Um, okay… It’s your go, Bianna.” Tiny said.
The female robot shook her head to try to shake off Spencer’s bold statement before getting up and making her way towards the finalists.
“Spencer, you said that we shouldn’t vote bitterly but really, that is all you said.” Bianna pointed out. “Tell me EXACTLY why we should vote if the jury ISN’T bitter.”
The nerd nodded. “Well, I had a lot of moves unlike Kenny and while I DID pissed quite a few people, it was still nothing compared to how many Francesca angered. Sure, a couple of them were based on emotion but I would point out that all of the original Byakko members had all made merge. Sugar didn’t made because of Malletman. AND while Charlie was right about me backstabbing him was purely for revenge, I STILL saved everyone else’s hide. You can’t deny that.”
Bianna paused. “I suppose there IS some logic to your words. Francesca, do you consider yourself a strong independent woman, right?”
The brunette smirked. “But of course!”
“Okay, then allow me to rephrase that. Do you consider yourself a strong, independent woman after Charlie gotten voted off?” Bianna challenged.
Francesca’s smirk vanished. “Yes, I do! I had to fight for my way up here by myself while literally dragging Mami with me!”
“Pardon me but from what I could, after Charlie left, all of the good things that had happened to you was based on luck.” Bianna said. “The one thing, or at least as I far as I could see from the jury was that you planted the seed in Spencer’s head to meet Mami in the final Tribal Council. But even then, that is what you put up for elimination not once but TWICE.”
Francesca winced hard.
“Also, you should had been training for the tiebreaker after Kenny had came to save you while Mami was completely taken off-guard.” Bianna said. “And yet SHE still managed to make a fire first. In short, while you won the tiebreaker, you were still beaten.”
“Now hold on! The tiebreaker I don’t have an excuse for but it is more Mami’s fault than mine that my idea had backfired on me!” Francesca insisted.
“Even still, after what you thought you had to do to Angelo, Verona and Anke, you would think that you would keep a closer eye on your allies.” Bianna said before turning around. “I am done!”
“Hoo boy… That means it is Verona time.” Tiny said.
The brunette survivor narrowed her eyes before getting up and storming over to the three while looking furious.
“I can’t believe this! I can’t freaking believe this!” Verona asked in disbelief. “I knew I was right to try to escape my role as a juror by running away!”
Kenny rolled his eyes. “Didn’t you get sick because of that?”
“Shut up!” Verona roared. “I am not in the mood for this bullcrap! Especially from you after it was YOUR stupid therapy session that got me eliminated!”
“Now stay where you are! You brought that on yourself.” Kenny scolded. “All you had to do was humour me at least and we would had voted off Francesca or Mami. But you had to be stubborn and not to do it!”
“So?” Verona asked. “I didn’t need it!”
“Yes, you did! And your defiance is going to prove that you need it to most.” Kenny retorted. “You tried to go AWOL from your role as a juror. Even previous bitter jurors stayed all of the way to the end!”
“Whatever! Francesca, give me one good reason why I should vote for you after you had backstabbed me!” Verona snapped.
The brunette merely shrugged. “I am just going to repeat what I said earlier, Verona. I did it because I wanted to improve my game.”
“Improve your game? How? I am a good ally!” Verona snapped.
“Yeah, maybe in the zombie apocalypse.” Francesca muttered.
“And what is THAT supposed to mean?” Verona demanded.
Francesca narrowed her eyes. “Sure, I get it. Not everything is sunshine and rainbows. But sometimes people needs emotional support and you fail especially in that. Did Anke really need to know that I was emotionally blackmailing Angelo? Like really?”
“She was going to find out anyway!” Verona retorted.
Francesca shook her head. “Look, Verona, I am not the only person who thought so. You are a horrible ally and you shouldn’t really lasted that long.”
Verona growled before looking at Spencer. “Spencer, why should I vote for you?”
“Because I didn’t do anything to you.” The nerd said, flatly.
Verona blinked twice. “That’s it?”
Spencer shrugged. “That’s it.”
“Well, that is a stupid reason to vote for somebody.” Verona muttered.
“Well, do you want me to say?” Spencer asked. “You have stated strong feelings of dislike for Kenny and Francesca. I on the other hand haven’t done anything to you.”
“What? You think that I am THAT petty?” Verona asked, gritting her teeth.
Spencer again shrugged. “I don’t know. Are you?”
“Fine, thank you!” Verona growled before stomping back. “I wish Mami actually killed you with that fire! It would be the one thing she actually does right!”
Mami winced as Verona sat down with the jury glaring at her.
“Malletman, clear the air for us.” Tiny said.
“And what is THAT supposed to mean!?” Verona roared.
The giant robot rolled his eyes before getting up with his namesake weapon and made his way to the others.
“Okay, I already got what I need on Kenny and Spencer, for better or for worse.” Malletman said. “So Francesca, you would be getting my question.”
The wrestler nodded her head.
“Francesca, answer me… Scratch that, everyone. What are the people mean to you?” Malletman asked. “Do you really legitably liked them but still saw no other choice to backstab them or did you just saw them as a means to an end?”
“I really liked them! Honest!” Francesca insisted. “I liked Angelo’s positive attitude! I liked Anke’s cheeriness! I liked most of the cast really! It is just that, this is a game for a million dollars. I can’t afford to let my emotions get the better of me. You can’t make it to the end without backstabbing at least ONE person.”
“And you would actually hang out with you after the game?” Malletman asked.
“Yes. Of course, if they let me.” Francesca said.
“Okay, I am all done here.” Malletman said, walking off.
“Mami, spotlight’s on you!” Tiny said.
The rock star slowly nodding her head before getting up and making her way to the three finalists.
“Kenny, for obvious reasons, my question is for you and only you.” Mami said.
The dark-haired youth solemnly nodded his head.
“Kenny, you said that you tried to do anything to hurt anyone…” Mami said before narrowing her eyes. “So before I ask my question, I want to do a quick recap. Kenny, you were the only person I had told about what I truly feel. How inferior I left when Sugar had gotten voted off and when I found out that Spencer was lying to my face about Robert. I told you how I felt why my moves were justified and how you were the literally the only person that I could trust.”
By this time, her eyes had started to go misty as she gritted her teeth.
“And yet you not only backstabbed me at the eleventh hour but you had to GALL to say that you tried your best not to upset anyone!” Mami snapped. “Forget the stupid million dollars… Tell me why I should trust you ever again after this game.”
Kenny paused before sighing. “Mami, I know that I hurt your feelings. But this isn’t about you anymore. If I let you go into the final Tribal Council, I could assure you that you will be ripped to shreds. I was trying to do the reality show equivalent of a Mercy Kill.”
“Oh? Well, I am going to be ripped to shreds back at home for nearly killing everyone!” Mami snapped.
“And I am sorry for that, Mami…” Kenny frowned. “But that was not my fault. I just thought you would lose the tiebreaker in a normal way. I would never had predicted that you would cause that fire.”
Mami stayed silent with tears running down her face.
“Well, whatever, I don’t care if you truly believe that is the case.” She said. “If you were truly a good person, you would not paint yourself as some pure soul who would never hurt a fly. I am done. With the game. With my asking session. And with you.”
With that, she stormed off while wiping away her tears. While a couple of people glared at her, everyone looked at her in sympathy.
“Um, alright. Angelo, would you like to wrap it up?” Tiny asked.
The cowboy nodded his head before getting up (and patting Mami on the shoulder as he passed her) before making his way over to the finalists. There, he put his attention on one particular one.
“Francesca…” Angelo said, softly.
Francesca took in a deep breath. “Angelo…”
“...I think this goes without sayin’ but first I have a little speech.” Angelo said. “There had already been a lot of drama goin’ around this season. Because of this, I was to be positive. I do not want to go into this bitter. Especially since we already got our share of bitter jurors.”
He then sighed before looking up at a pleading look.
“That is why I am beggin’ ya here. Tell me why I shouldn’t be bitter like all of the others. Please, tell me why I should look past what ya had done to me and Anke only for ya to do the same to me!” Angelo said.
“Angelo…” Francesca said, softly. She then sighed. “Listen, I understand. It is hard to forgive someone who had not only backstabbed you and in the end, the reason that you had been backstabbed turned out to be a bad one. And to add insult to injury, doing so meant you had made a mistake that your sister made for nothing…”
“Even now, I STILL don’t see how anyone could compare to BERTHA…” Verona muttered. “I don’t think there is a single Challenge that I had done poorly at.”
“...Verona, do the world a favour and go die in a fire.” Mami piped up.
“But I genuinely felt that Verona was a good ally because she had experience in the outdoors. But as it turns out, having outdoor experience does not equal being a good player.” Francesca said. “It was a near-sighted mistake on my part.
“Okay, at least ya are honest.” Angelo said. “But Charlie told me that ya didn’t had a lot of nice stuff to say about me.”
Francesca winced. “I am sorry, Angelo… But there is no easy way to say this. You are a great person but a poor ally. You kept going off to doing stuff without my permission. Trying to save our weakest link when we were on a tribe of five, aligning with Anke without my consent. How could I be with an ally who I can’t trust not to go off and do things on your own? And this doesn’t even extend to the game. How could I trust you with anything outside of this thing?”
The dark-skinned man winced at Francesca’s words.
“Again, I am sorry if that stung but if I just tried to sugarcoat it, I would just be lying…” Francesca said.
Angelo paused before taking off his hat. “Alright… I think I had gotten more than enough. I appreciate ya for comin’ straight out with me.”
With that, he had made his way over to the jury bench.
“Alright. That is everyone. You three had done everything that you could to prove if you deserve a million.” Tiny said. “And now it is all up to the jury to see who wins the million dollar prize. Angelo, you are up.”
The dark-skinned man nodded before getting up and making his way over to the voting table in deep thought. “Well, I got what I came for. This may not be my best moment but I believe this is the best choice.”
Malletman whistled a jovial tune as he walked over to the table with his mallet over his shoulder. “A part of me want to say that this is hard but it really isn’t.”
Charlie put his hands in his pocket before swaggering over and grabbing the pen with a grin. “Hoo-yeah, girl! You cleaned house tonight!” He said, holding up “Francesca”.
Verona muttered underneath her breath as she stomped over with a grumpy look on her face. “If I wasn’t still recovering from my cold, I would had made a break for it.”
Bianna calmly walked over to the voting table and grabbed the pen before writing down a name. “You have done well. Good luck.” She said, holding up “Kenny”.
Anke jogged over to the voting table while spreading her arms out like an airplane. She then bounded up the stool. “I would actually be okay with whatever happens but I know who is getting MY vote.”
Mami let out a deep sigh before making her way over to the table. She then grabbed the pen. “What can I say? You had actually made it up to me for what happened.”
With that, she walked back to the jury. Tiny then got up and made his way over to get the votes. Everyone else waited patiently for the host to return.
“Well, I am sure that you would all love for me to read out the votes right here and now. Unfortunately, you should all know by now that isn’t going to happen.” Tiny said before putting the urn underneath his arm. “You just have to wait until we return to civilization. Until then, see you at the reunion.”
With that, he had walked over to a part of Tribal Council. He had then got onto a skateboard and picked up a rope with his free hand.
“Okay, go for it!” Tiny yelled.
Suddenly, an engine could be heard. Then, the rope shot straight up as if it was being pulled by something. Tiny then rode the skateboard out of Tribal Council. Everyone blinked twice.
“THAT’S his grand exit for this season?” Francesca asked in disbelief.
“And said skateboard wasn’t even going that fast.” Kenny said, shaking his head. “His exits are just as anti-climatic.”
“I don’t believe this…” Spencer muttered. “He tries too hard to be “extreme” and yet he still fails to be flashy!”
Everyone applauded as they watched what was happening on a television at a tropical resort. Tiny turned off the TV as the finalists, the jury and a large audience were cheering for them.
Francesca was wearing a blue denim jacket with a black-and-white striped shirt with black jeans and black boots.
Kenny was wearing a blue cap that covered his eyes with a matching jacket over a lime-green shirt and dark blue shoes and brown shoes
Spencer was wearing a red sweater with the capital “S” on it in yellow with blue pants and black shoes.
In the crowd were some people from Francesca’s wrestling circuit along with Kenny’s Pokemon and fellow psychic trainers. Even a few students from Bullsworth Academy had came.
"All right! Here we are at the reunion and finale for Survivor Xover 4!" Tiny smiled. "Here we have our finalists, Janet, Sally and Catherine along with our jury of 7!"
Everyone clapped for the three.
“Spencer, were anyone surprised that you had made it this far?” Tiny asked.
“Of course, most of the school were betting that I would piss everyone off and became an early boot.” The nerd said before smirking. “Hoo man, everyone’s faces were priceless!”
“I could imagine.” Tiny said. “Francesca, how did your friends reacted to your strategy?”
“Well, some of them were disappointed in me in some of stuff I did but some were actually supportive saying that they would had done the same thing.” The wrestler shrugged.
“Well, that’s nice to hear. Kenny, how about you? What did your friends think of your gameplay?” Tiny asked.
“Oh, they thought that it was alright. They thought I had remained reasonable throughout the whole thing.” The psychic said.
“Glad to hear that.” Tiny smiled. “Now how do you guys think the vote is going to go?”
“Hmm… I think 4-2-1.” Kenny mused.
“Really? I was thinking 4-3.” Francesca piped up.
“I was thinking more the lines of a 3-2-2 vote.” Spencer added,
“Different opinions on how the vote is going to go. Let’s see what will actually happen.” Tiny chuckled. “Now before I reveal the votes, if you have a chance, would you do it again?”
“Yes.” Francesca smiled.
“Definitely.” Kenny nodded.
“I never turn down a mental challenge.” Spencer smirked.
"All right! I will read out the votes. One last time." Tiny said. "Now remember, you WANT to see your name come up here because it is the best way to win."
“So I have to ask. Who do you think is going to win because I really don’t know.” Kenny said.
“Beats me.” Spencer shrugged.
“Same here.” Francesca said before smiling. “But I guess we'll find out.”
“First vote, Kenny.”
Kenny gave a small smile.
“Second vote, Francesca. One vote, Kenny. One vote, Francesca.”
Francesca immediately grinned.
“Third vote, Kenny. Two votes, Kenny. One vote, Francesca.”
Kenny put his hands on his chest in anticipation.
“Fourth vote, Francesca. Two votes, Kenny. Two votes, Francesca.”
Francesca clenched her fists in determination.
“Fifth vote, Francecsa. Three votes, Francesca. Two votes, Kenny.”
Francesca’s grin had gotten even bigger.
“Sixth vote, Kenny. Three votes, Francesca. Three votes, Kenny. One vote left.”
“Wow…” Spencer said, softly.
"This is it." Tiny read. "Whoever's name is on this vote will be the Sole Survivor and win one million dollars."
Everyone looked anxious at this as Tiny read the last vote.
“It is not for Spencer. He is officially the eighteenth person voted out of Survivor.” Tiny said.
Spencer hanged his head. “I knew that people were going to vote bitterly… But not even one single vote?”
"Seventh and final vote. Winner of Survivor Xover 5…"
The three female finalists sat on the edge of their seats.
The audience were silent with suspense.
The jury inched closer knowing this was it.
The Pokemon trainer’s eyes widened when he heard this. “Wait, really!?”
“Way to go, man!” Francesca grinned, patting on the shoulder.
“Yes. You truly deserved it.” Spencer smiled.
Kenny continued to sat in his seat in pure shock. However, he slowly smiled before talking with Francesca and Spencer. He then made his way over to his friends.
“Kenny! I knew that you have what it takes to pull it off!” Alakazam grinned before wrapping his arms around his trainer.
“You had done well, Kenny.” Sabrina smiled. “You done us proud.”
The jury watched Kenny rejoice with his friends.
“Good job, Kenny!” Bianna said, clapping her hands.
“I just knew the kid could do it!” Malletman smiled, pumping his fist in the air.
“I still wanted Fran to win but I AM happy that one of the only people who HAVEN’T lashed out won it all.” Charlie smiled, crossing his arms.
Verona paused. “So does this mean…”
Anke rolled her eyes. “Yes, Verona, this means you are not obligated to stay here any longer!”
After speaking with his friends for a bit, he rejoined Francesca and Spencer on-stage.
“Well, don’t just stand there jury! Come, congratulate the winner!” Tiny smiled. “In fact, why not everyone?”
With that, the jury then walked over. Then, Yuki, Robert, Celvis, Tyrone, Sugar, Galia, Drow, Kira, Le Cock and Lillian came in.
“Oh hell yeah, Kenny!” Celvis said, pumping his fist in the air.
“Good show, mon ami!” Le Cock smiled, clapping his hands together.
“Eh. He is not Spencer or Francesca so that is a passable winner for me.” Drow shrugged.
Soon, there was a large crowd on-stage. In fact, the only person who DIDN’T joined them was Verona.
“I still don’t believe this. That little runt had ruined my game for a stupid reason and yet he gets to get away with it?” She grumbled.
She then looked down at the ground. Suddenly, she had noticed a coconut laying on the ground. She paused for a moment. She then gave a smug smirk.
“Well, seeing that I am not going to win fan-favourite anyway.” She said.
She then picked up the coconut and prepare to throw it at Kenny.
However, that was until a blue aura had surrounded Verona, stopping her in her tracks. Suddenly, she had started to float in the air.
“H-Hey!” Verona cried out. “What’s going on?”
She then noticed that Sabrina was holding up with her hands with a blue energy engulfing them. She did not look happy.
“I do not support poor sportsmanship.” Sabrina said, sternly. “I believe I should teach you a lesson.”
With that, she had swung her arm, making Verona spin around in place causing her to scream and everyone to laugh.
“Sabrina used Humiliate!” Kenny smirked.
“It’s super effective!” Bianna smiled.
Tiny shook his head before looking at the camera. “This is going to be a running gag at the end of my series, huh? Anyway, Kenny is the fifth winner of Survivor Xover Version. In a season full of emotional highs, brutal backstabbing and downright saddening scenes, the sole person who had managed to keep a clear head through it all became the Sole survivor. A fitting end.”
Tiny then smiled.
“Guys, thank you for all of your support and kind words. It made me realized that I don’t need to cancel the series. I just need a break from it. It may be for a long time when I finally gets to it, I will write the most anticipated All-Stars! Till then, ciao!”
Kenny: Angelo, Anke, Bianna, Malletman.
Francesca: Charlie, Mami, Verona.