Survivor Xover Version 5: Day 38

(Límíng Tribe)

The four had gone back to camp with only Mami looking pleased.

“This is beyond bullcrap. Mami is now beneath scum right now. We had a deal to make, her, Anke and Francesca the final Four but then she…” Spencer said, holding his head. “I don’t know what she was thinking at this point. She screwed over Anke and now I am all alone… Again. Suddenly, the people at Bullsworth isn’t that bad, after all…”

“You are such a brat.” The red-haired male said, glaring down Mami.

“Well, that is the pot calling the kettle black.” The rock star muttered.

“Forget it! I am done with you! I am just done!” Spencer snapped before stomping off to the shelter.

“Whoa, he is mad about the vote.” Francesca winced.

“Shocker, Spencer doesn’t like it when things don’t go his way.” Mami said, rolling her eyes. She then turned towards Kenny. “Kenny, you have no idea how grateful I am that you saved Francesca.”

“Yeah, thanks, kid.” Francesca sighed. “If I had actually gotten voted off, who knows what I would have to do to Mami…”

Mami chuckled nervously before reaching to touch Francesca’s arm. “Oh, Fran, you are such a kidder.”

“DON’T… Touch me.” Francesca said, darkly.

“What else could I do? Mami had saved my game when she gave me Immunity. I have to return the favour by saving her ally.” Kenny said. “If it wasn’t for her, I would had been dead. Besides, Mami made a deal with me that I couldn’t refuse.”

The psychic shook his head. “You saved me. Even if you didn’t do so for me, personally, I would had been doomed if you didn’t do anything.”

“Hey, it is no problem!” Mami smiled. “You are like… one of the ONLY people who I don’t have a problem with.”

“Well, I sure feel the love….” Francesca muttered.

Mami rolled her eyes. “Anyway, Kenny, sorry but can I talk to Francesca alone?”

Kenny raised an eyebrow. “Um, alright… If you say so.”

With that, he had walked off leaving Francesca and Mami alone.

“Listen, Francesca, I know that we had a very rocky relationship but… I believe I need you tell you something.” Mami explained.

“Oh?” The wrestler asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mami scratched the back of her head. “I… I guess I kinda HAD been a crappy ally to you?”

“Kinda!?” Francesca asked in disbelief.

“Okay, I was totally horrible to you!” Mami sighed. “But in the end, you had saved my life with your plan and now that I saw Spencer miserable, a lot of anger had drained and cleared my vision.”

Francesca crossed her arms. “It is a little late to be saying sorry.”

“I know, I know…” Mami said before hanging her head. “But honestly, I was actually hoping that you won’t forgive me.”

Francesca’s eyes widened at this. “Um, why did you say that?”

“Um, I think you already knew this but I have an inferior complex…” Mami said. “I can’t stand to look weak.”

“Uh-huh.” Francesca said, not liking where this was going.

“And I don’t want to be seen as a follower…” Mami said. “And I had been following your plans ever since we first regrouped.”

Francesca paused. “Mami, are you going to vote me off just so you wouldn’t be a follower.”

Mami looked to the side. “Um, sorry…”

“I say you are!” Francesca roared.

“Francesca, please, take this as a compliment.” Mami insisting. “I am voting you out as a THREAT.”

The wrestler paused in her spot. She then groaned before holding her head in disbelief.

“Goddammnit, Mami…”

“Really, Mami, really? You are STILL continuing this whole “I don’t want to be seen as inferior” shtick when you basically gotten your way?” Francesca asked in disbelief. “And now she is going to vote me off just because she had been following ME? NO! It doesn’t work like that! Voting me off doesn’t make the jury forget that I DRAGGED you here!”

“Francesca is making this harder than it needs to be. I can’t go to the final Tribal Council with her. I would look like a follower.” Mami frowned. “Now Kenny… HE is a follower. Of mostly Bianna and then me. That way, I would look like the leader.”

“Francesca, come on! I had been following your orders ever since the merge!” Mami insisted. “And the only times that I am NOT doing said orders is when I am literally doing nothing!”

“Oh, sure, NOW you acknowledge your faults.” Francesca muttered.

“Look, listen, Kenny haven’t done much strategy-wise for most of the game.” Mami explained. “I mean who would vote for somebody for has nothing most of the game.”

“That’s the pot…” Francesca started.

“I fail to see how my tiff with you had lasted most of the game.” Mami spat. “Anyway, he and Bianna had rode on each other’s coattails.”

“While that is true, I…” Francesca started.

“Look, Francesca, I know that what I am about to do to you after what had happened is unforgivable.” Mami said before walking off. “But I want to win and I can’t do that sitting next to you, sorry.”

“Hey, wait!” Francesca called out. However, it was too late. She groaned as she held her head.

“Well, at least things can’t get any close.”

BOOM!

Francesca jumped before looking up only for her face to be pelted with heavy raindrops.

“Of course it could…”

(Day 38)

Kenny and Mami sat inside of the shelter, talking to each other.

“Wow, that was some freaky weather we had last time, huh?” Mami asked.

“Tell me about it.” Kenny said. “So, how did it go?”

Mami sighed as she hanged her head. “Terrible. Francesca, not only failed to forgive me but as I expected, she didn’t liked my latest plan.”

Kenny shook his head. “You know… Nobody likes to be backstabbed.”

“Tell me about it…” Mami muttered.

Kenny then paused. “Mami, could you be honest with me?”

“Um, sure?” The rock star said.

Kenny narrowed his eyes. “Are you that grateful to me? Enough to take me to the final three.”

Mami paused before sighing. “I know what you are implying but no. While I DO like you, I actually do think I could genuinely beat you.”

Kenny’s eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yes… Sorry but what was the biggest gameplay move you had made?” Mami asked.

Kenny paused. “Um, I held that therapy session for everyone.”

“I knew it.” Mami sighed. “That wasn’t for you. That was for EVERYONE’S games. Otherwise, you had mostly done nothing for the game.”

Kenny winced before looking to the side. “I… At the time, Bianna and I didn’t really need to DO anything. Allies like you and Malletman came to us and whenever one of us were in trouble, something crazy happens that makes them the target.”

“Yeah, I know…” Mami said, rolling her eyes. “It is kinda our own fault for that. But yeah… The point is I believe I could beat you AND Kenny in the finale. So yeah. That is why I want to take you…”

Kenny paused before looking down. “I… See.”

Mami frowned before putting her hand on her shoulder. “Look, I am sorry that you had to be told that. Especially since it is more our fault for you not doing anything. But that is how I truly feel.”

“I had never thought about this until Mami had pointed it out but Mami IS right. I haven’t done anything gameplay-wise thus far. For the most part, I was nothing but an observer.” Kenny frowned. “What am I going to tell everyone if I am going to make the final Tribal Council? That I tried to get everything in order.”

Meanwhile, Francesca was lifting heavy rocks over her head. Spencer walked on by and noticed this.

“Um, you do know you are invoking the whole “all wrestlers are muscleheads” stereotype by doing that right?” Spencer asked. “You could easily crush your own head in.”

Francesca growled. “Spencer, I don’t give a crap if you think wrestling or any kind of sports should be banned! But if you want to pretend they don’t exist, practice what you preach and don’t tell me how to do!”

The nerd jumped. “Yikes! What are YOU so pissed about!? I was the one who lost an ally!”

“Yeah! But you are still in the game!” Francesca scolded, putting down the rock. “And unless I win the final Immunity Challenge, I am looking at a tiebreaker to save my hide!”

Spencer blinked twice. “Um, what are you talking?”

Francesca growled before putting down the rock. “Mami said to my face that she wanted me to go next!”

Spencer’s jaw dropped. “No!”

“Yes!” Francesca said in disbelief. “She actually believes that she is going to keep Kenny in disbelief.”

“I don’t believe this…” Spencer said in disbelief.

“I know, right?” Francesca asked.

“I can’t believe I am saying this but Spencer is actually my best chance of winning right now in case the final Immunity doesn’t benefit me at all.” Francesca explained. “I need him because I am going to go into a tiebreaker and I need to be prepared physically and mentally.”

“Spencer, I know this shows without saying but I need your vote tonight.” The wrestler said.

The nerd paused. “Um, duh?”

Francesca sighed in relief. “Thank you.”

“Trust me, it is no problem.” Spencer said. “So what insane logic has Mami thought of THIS time?”

“Oh, get this.” Francesca said. “Because Kenny arguably didn’t do much gameplay-wise, she thought that because of that, HE was the goat.”

Spencer’s eyes bugged out at this. “No…”

Francesca saw this and smirked. “I know, right? So stupid, isn’t it?”

“I don’t even know if Mami is trying to win anymore. I mean look at all of her “gameplay” she had.” Spencer paused. “ESPECIALLY her last move. That literally didn’t helped anyone but the original target. Not even Mami.”

“Hey, treemail!”

Francesca and Spencer’s heads jerked up.

“Well, might as well get this over with.” Francesca sighed.

“Might as well.” Spencer said before making his way over.

The two then joined Mami and Kenny. The former had treemail.

“So I know this is a stupid question but…” Francesca said.

"Yes. The letter telling us that it is time for the Final Challenge." Mami read. "But first we have to go around a path and pay tribute to our Fallen Comrades."

“Oh boy…” Kenny muttered.

“Don’t worry, Kenny. I am actually feeling great right now.” Mami reassured. “I definitely don’t have anything positive about certain castaways but I promise that I will be civil.”

“Yeah, I know that I may not be the most popular person here but I don’t really dislike most of the cast…” Francesca reassured.

Kenny, Mami and Francesca then turned towards Spencer who was looking away.

“Spencer…” Mami said with an exasperated look on her face.

“Alright, alright, I’ll behave…” The nerd muttered.

“I must admit that I am dreading the final Tribal Council because of what my naive mistakes I had made early in the game. But now I am able to face my demons head-on now that I had actually took the reins of the game here!” Mami smiled. “I feel like I am invincible! I could take on anyone or anything!”

(Fallen Comrades Path)

The four Survivors had made it into the Challenge area.

“Okay, so where is the Rites of Passage?” Francesca said.

“It says that there will be a marked path leading into the jungle.” Mami read.

The four turned their heads to see that there was indeed a marked path that was leading into the jungle.

“So what we have to do?” Francesca asked.

Mami read the letter. “Um, I don’t think we have to do anything. Just go by the torches and say our words.”

“Alright, let’s go!” Kenny smiled.

“Might as well.” Spencer shrugged.

With that, they had started to made their way down the path. There, they reached their first torch. It was a small, timid child with short brown hair which looked like a boy.

Francesca sighed as she shook her head. “Poor Yuki…”

“Yeah, he looked like a fragile kid…” Mami frowned.

Francesca paused. “Yuki’s a girl, Mami...”

“So I take it that you had voted her out because she lost the Challenge?” Kenny asked.

“Of course. But Angelo just had to make things complicated.” Francesca said, shaking her head. “Angelo felt sorry for her being so shy so she tried to save her. When she was the weakest member on a tribe of FIVE.”

“Oh wow… Poor girl…” Kenny frowned.

“Yeah… But the way this season went, you had basically gave her a mercy kill.” Spencer said, solemnly.

“Yeah…” Francesca frowned.

“I can’t say that I am that upset, even when being voted off first. I knew that it would be a miracle if I somehow made it anywhere close to the merge, especially after costing my team the Challenge. I just hope that Angelo didn’t got in too much trouble trying to save me.”

The finalists had made their way to the next torch. It was a brown-haired middle-aged man with a worker’s cap and a small smile.

“Oh great… It’s Robert…” Spencer muttered. “I still can’t forgive him for what he had said to me.”

Mami’s eyes widened. “I can’t believe you! You STILL over that comment he said about you and yet you went BALLISTIC on me yesterday for bringing him up!”

“Well, it was true!” Spencer snapped. “He said an insensitive comment about me and he expected me to just let it slide!”

Francesca paused. “Isn’t that what you are whining about with Mami and Malletman not letting things go?”

“...It seems that you two are more alike than you like to admit.” Kenny said.

Mami and Spencer paused for a moment. Spencer then growled before stomping off.

“Whatever! We wasting time! His elimination was the only thing we could talk about him, anyway!” Spencer snapped, stomping off.

Mami rolled her eyes while Francesca and Kenny shook their heads.

“Am I upset that I am voted second? No, not really. What I AM upset is all of the drama that I heard my tribe had been causing. If I knew that things had escalated like this, I would had try to reassure my tribe to stick together and work as a team. Shame… They all seemed like nice people.”

The next torch the group walked over to was some kind of purple-furred creature with an eyepatch.

Kenny shook his head. “Poor Celvis…”

“Poor Celvis!?” Spencer snapped. “Had you forgotten that he blatantly cheated and got your tribe disqualified!?”

“I know, I know. He deserved his elimination.” Kenny frowned. “But he has a kleptomania problem?”

“Kleptomania?” Mami asked.

“Yes, it is actually similar to a smoking addiction.” Kenny sighed, shaking his head. “He literally kept shaking like a pair of maracas unless he pitched somebody’s pocket.”

Francesca stood in disbelief. “How the hell this guy made it past the audition stage without getting arrested!?”

“I don’t know…” Kenny said as the others walked off. “I just hope that he actually manages to return back to his home node with no cuffs on.”

“What can I say, my kleptomania was my downfall. I thought I could control it but man, I am wrong! And now I am being watched 24/7 by security. At least I had disposed of all of their weapons before they could use them on me.”

The four made walked over to their next torch. It had a picture of a dark red Tasmanian Tiger with a grumpy look on his face.

Francesca immediately rolled her eyes. “Ugh, it is Tyrone…”

“I take it that he is just as much unpleasant as he was in his final Challenge?” Spencer asked.

“Yeah… At first, he had a reason to be grumpy.” Francesca said before growling. “But then he cheated in retaliation in the Challenge and when Drow called him out on it, he claimed that he was doing the right thing.”

The teenager’s eyes bugged out.

“What!? But he cost you guys the Challenge!” Mami pointed out.

“That is what we said! But Tyrone just couldn’t admit that he was the one that was at fault and it pissed off Angelo!” Francesca insisted.

Kenny shook his head. “How. Shameful. If only Tyrone had accepted what he done and apologized before moving on, he could had done much more.”

“Yeah, that seemed to be the theme of this season.” Francesca muttered.

“I was robbed! Plain and simple! I had been voted out just because I was trying to stick up for my tribe! I was trying to HELP them! But if they can’t accept that I did that then screw them! See if I do anything to come to their aid anytime soon!”

The four had continued on until they reached the next torch. This time, it had a picture of a blonde child with a pink bow in her face. Everyone frowned, at her smiling face.

“Sugar…” Mami said, sadly. “I am so sorry…”

“It wasn’t your fault.” Kenny reassured. “You wanted your tribe to stay together…”

“Yes, I tried to reassure you.” Spencer said, shaking his head.

“Yeah… But I just felt that I could had done more for her.” Mami said, sadly. “Thanks to her, her thoughts on us is broken and so is she.

“Hey, you did more to help her than Francesca.” Spencer muttered.

Francesca’s eyes bugged out at this. “What!?”

Mami glared up at Francesca. “Fran, look, I get it. She is the weakest link. But is this really that weak that you voted her out WHEN SHE WAS THE ONLY PERSON TO DO HER FINAL CHALLENGE?”

Francesca winced before looking to the side. Mami growled before storming off.

“I learned the hard way how people are so willing to judge you just because you are only seven. I also learned the hard way that people lie in this game, even if it doesn’t help them. Maybe I am just too young but I don’t think I am ever going to see the same way my ex-tribemates did…”

The four then made their way over to a torch. It was a picture of a brunette woman with a nervous look on her face.

Spencer gritted his teeth. “I swear to God, whoever is friends with Galia better disown her.”

“Spencer…” Kenny scolded.

“What?” Spencer asked, defensively.

“I am with Spencer on this one!” Mami said, narrowing her eyes. “She quit the game and then tried to make the both of us seemed like we backstabbed Sugar even though it was all Malletman’s fault.”

“Oh, come on!” Francesca said. “Galia called you out because of what Sugar had told her. The former saw you as backstabbers because of the latter!”

Mami winced at this.

“That still doesn’t give her the right to act like some kind of hero.” Spencer muttered.

Mami sighed. “Though I wonder if I should had followed Galia’s advice…”

“Even now, I still stand by what I had done. Malletman, Mami and Spencer had all hurt Sugar and judging by all of the stories I had heard about them, it seemed that I wasn’t exaggerating. I knew that nobody would take my word after what I had done but I was hoping that there would be more people rallying against them.”

The group had then made their way to the next people. It was a blonde young man with a bored look on his face.

“Eww… It’s Drow.” Spencer said in disgust.

Francesca rolled her eyes. “Apparently he is STILL bitter that I chose Charlie over him.”

Mami shook her head. “And he wasn’t that much better at camp. And by that, I meant he did NOTHING.”

“Indeed. He was extremely lazy and wouldn’t participate in camp work despite having most of the tribe getting angry at him.” Kenny agreed.

“And don’t get me started on his ant speech.” Mami said, rolling her eyes.

“Yeah…” Spencer said before smirking. “But thanks to Le Cock and my Idol, we had gave him a piece of humble pie!”

“Yeah, about that, even now I still felt that was a poor move.” Francesca explained.

“Probably. But I didn’t cared.” Spencer smirked as they walked off. “Besides, we did decently without him!”

“Even now, I still said I had been robbed! Le Cock had gloated to me and told me everything and apparently that scrawny little nerd had robbed me of my game! I swear if I ever seen that little pukestain ever again, I am going to set him on fire! No questions asked!”

The four had continued onwards towards the next torch. This time, it was a teenaged girl with glasses and a side ponytail.

Francesca immediately growled. “Kira…”

“I heard from Anke she caused a lot of trouble for you.” Spencer said.

“And then some. In fact, she was the one who had convinced Galia to not only quit but also call out Mami, Spencer and Malletman!” Francesca explained.

“What!?” Mami gasped before narrowing her eyes. “Alright, I hate her too.”

“AND she tried to cause drama for everyone!” Francesca growled. “Thank goodness that we had the brains to voted her off.”

Spencer narrowed his eyes at Francesca, who noticed this.

“W-What?” Francesca asked.

“Francesca, Anke said that Kira tried to tell you that you were too good for her, Angelo and Verona.” Spencer said, softly. “Was her words the reason why you backstabbed them?”

Francesca jumped at this. “Um, well, I…”

Mami and Kenny looked shocked by this as Spencer rolled his eyes.

“You had caused all of this trouble because you listen to an obvious griefer!?” Mami asked in disbelief before storming off. “Wow, and you thought you are going to get crap for your post-merge game?”

Francesca hanged her head in shame.

“At first, I thought I had failed to planting seeds in people’s heads. But how what I heard, everyone was going at each other like a pack of wild animals. So in a way, I still have the last laugh, I am just disappointed that I wasn’t there to see it for myself.”

The four had made their way over to the next torch. It had a picture of a rooster with shades.

“Ah, Le Cock.” Kenny chuckled. “Things never got boring with him.”

Spencer rolled his eyes. “Well, that’s one way of putting it nicely.”

“I actually liked Le Cock too.” Mami said. “Sure, he was narcissistic beyond belief and he was a lot of fun to be around.”

“So why did you voted him off?” Spencer challenged.

“I had to! Lillian was crazy and I couldn’t trust you!” Mami insisted. “But I was just trying to think out on how to vote.”

“So you voted off Le Cock instead of me and Lillian because of indecision?” Spencer muttered, before walking off. “Yeah, great plan.”

Mami hanged her head. Francesca put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“I was how you say, robbed? If it wasn’t for this strange love triangle between Lillian, Spencer and Mami, I would had definitely did a lot better. Sigh...  Love can be so complicated sometimes.”

The four had walked over to the next torch. This time, it had a picture of a green-haired young girl.

“Ah, Lillian!” Spencer smiled. “One of the only people who made me feel at ease.”

“Of course she is.” Mami said, rolling her eyes. “She rather eat glass than go against anything YOU say.”

Spencer returned the gesture. “Look, none of this would had happened if you just confronted me about Lillian BEFORE you stabbed my back.”

Mami crossed her arms and looked away. “I am NOT answering that. Knowing your temper and my luck, you would had ripped off the hair right off my head.”

Spencer growled as Kenny shook his head.

“Mami, Lillian was genuinely sorry for what she had done when she found out that Spencer DID lied to your face.” Kenny insisted. “She felt horrible for ruining your friendship with Spencer.”

“Oh really?” Mami asked. “Well, tell her that she don’t have to stay up at night crying herself to sleep because Spencer had done that himself!”

With that, she stomped off with her nose in the air. Spencer growled as he watched Mami stomp off.

“I have no one to blame for myself for this. I had let love blind me and I had hurt Le Cock, Mami AND Spencer. I just hope for everyone’s sake that they had managed to find a way to make up to each other and remember their friendship.”

The four had made their way over to the next torch. This time, it had a picture of a dark-skinned grinning man with a cowboy hat.

Francesca gave a weak chuckle. “Ah, Angelo. Always a wildcard.”

Mami shook her head. “I don’t see how you were able to put up with him for so long. If he done any of the stuff he did to me, well… I think you get the idea.”

Francesca sighed. “Yeah… Even now, I still thought it was a good idea to cut my ties with me.”

“Too bad because he seemed like he genuinely had the best thoughts at mind.” Kenny frowned. “But he did it in the wrong ways.”

“Yep, that is Angelo, alright.” Francesca sighed. “Sorry, Angelo. But I just had to leave you up to dry.”

“...Am I the only one who is still thinking on how he is related to VICTORIA?” Spencer piped up.

Francesca gave a small smirk. “No…”

“Despite barely making the merge, I had a blast out here. Sure, I made a few enemies but I had made a lot of more friends! Sure, I didn’t do as well as Victoria but I never had any regrets in what I did, even if one of my actions includin’ keeping Verona.”

The people had made their way over to the next torch. It had a picture of a chrome robot.

“Oh, great! It is Meatheadman!” Spencer said in disgust.

“I still don’t understand what happened with Malletman.” Kenny frowned. “He used to be a good guy?”

“Malletman? Good?” Mami asked before letting out a mirthless laugh. “Sugar would say otherwise.”

“Sorry but if Malletman really was a decent person, it was kinda hard to see that after he hurt Spencer.” Francesca said, shaking her head.

“THANK YOU!” Spencer said.

“I just hope for his sake that he had learned his lesson.” Kenny frowned as everyone walked on.

“I have no one to blame for my elimination. I had backstabbed a seven-year-old girl and nearly injured a teenager. I thought I would get voted off for my clumsiness but my temper as well…”

The gang had made their way over to the next torch. This one had a picture of a punk with a green Mohawk with shades and a grin.

“Ah, Charlie.” Francesca smiled. “The only one who made me feel at ease.”

“Yeah, screw you too.” Mami muttered.

“Seriously, he may look like a punk and acted similarly but he was smarter than people gave him credit for.” Francesca asked before sighing. “Plus, he had been unfairly struck with bad luck with tribes.”

“Really?” Kenny asked. “What’s wrong?”

“Well, first off, he got stuck with Le Cock, Lillian and Anke, thus making him in the minority.” Francesca said. “THEN after the Tribal Swap, he was STILL in the minority and then the whole Galia thing happened.”

“Ouch… And talk about having a deck full of jokers.” Mami agreed.

“Yeah… He would had gone further…” Charlie said.

“Hey, I don’t owe him anything.” Spencer said, walking off. “And that is as polite as I could be about it.”

“Looking back, it had been one bad thing after another in this game. I had been stuck in the minority for most of the game and when I was about to finally get into the majority, BOOM! Blindside. Man, good thing that I have a lot of alcohol at the juror’s house!”

The four had made their way over to the next torch. It had a picture of a brown-haired curly woman with a scowl on her way. Everyone’s face had gone sour.

“Okay, even I couldn’t help but agree that Verona was unpleasant from start to finish.” Kenny frowned.

“Yeah, what a buzzkill.” Mami said in disgust.

“Anke told me EVERYTHING that had happened with her.” Spencer said, shaking his head. “How she cost everything the rope maze Challenge, how she went crazy on Galia because she gave Kira a hinky vote and how she was easily duped by Kira.”

“Agreed. I was blinded by the fact that she was an actual survivor to see that survival skills are literally the only thing.” Francesca said in disgust.

“Anddddd there is the whole therapy session where she most likely STILL thought she was robbed.” Kenny said.

Mami looked up. “How the hell does she managed to survive a zombie apocalypse for so long?”

“To be fair, being skeptical and demanding ARE proper traits if you want to survive but…” Kenny said, hanging his head.

“But this ISN’T a zombie apocalypse and she always made mountains out of molehills.” Francesca said.

“Please…” Kenny sighed. “Can we just go already?”

“I swear if the zombies haven’t already killed most of them, I would had gotten myself a lawyer and sue the people who voted me out! This amount of stupidity has to be a crime! I AM the Sole Survivor! It is what I… I... ACHOO!”

The four had made their way over to the second-to-last torch. It had a picture of a brunette robot with pupilless eyes.

“Ah, Bianna!” Kenny smiled. “My closest ally out here!”

“I sooo envy Bianna. She is like the strategybot that I wanted to be from Day 1.” Spencer admitted.

Mami pouted. “She wasn’t very strategybotish when she yelled at me for betraying her.”

“Oh my goodness!” Spencer gasped. “Someone is upset that they are lied to! Colour me surprised!”

“Watch it.” Mami growled.

“I was so interested with Bianna because I had never tried analyzing the emotions of a robot before.” Kenny said. “Turns out she had one of the most biggest secrets of us all.”

“Yeah, who would want to spread around that you are a lackey for that Courtney harpy?” Francesca winced.

“Well, I am just glad that we had managed to make it to the Final six together.” Kenny said, as they continued on.

“My experience with Survivor had been an interesting. I mean I know that there would be more than a few people would as they say “play their emotions on their sleeves” but still this had been overwhelming. It makes me appreciate the antics of Ratchet and even Quark back at home.”

Finally, the finalist had made their way to the last torch. It had a picture of a grinning brown-haired monkey with pink ribbons. Almost immediately, everyone glared at Mami.

“What?” Mami asked.

“Don’t. Even…” Spencer spat.

Francesca sighed as she shook her head. “Ah, Anke! Our little ball of energy at our camp.”

“For the most part, she had endured this season surprisingly well. You would think that she would completely broken down after seeing all of the needless drama.” Kenny agreed.

“Agreed. She wasn’t very active gameplay-wise but she is very vocal on what she believes in.” Francesca nodded.

“I owe her for eternally for saving me.” Spencer said. “She is far too good for this game.”

“No, she is far too good for this SEASON.” Francesca noted.

Spencer frowned. “Oh, right…”

“While I did not liked the way that I had been taken out, in the end I don’t really regret that much except keeping Verona for so long. I know that I wasn’t a big-time strategist but that wasn’t me. I am more focused on making friends and having fun.”

The four had left Anke’s torch and spoke with each other.

“Well, glad that's over with.” Spencer said in relief.

“Oh, come now. It wasn’t THAT bad.” Kenny scolded. “Sure, there were a lot of people you disliked but you can’t deny that there were also a lot of people you missed dearly!”

“And besides, think of it this way.” Mami said. “Our fallen opponents had shown how much we had endured.”

“Agreed.” Francesca noted. “It showed how long this journey was.”

Soon, the four had made it out of the jungle and into a clearing. There, they saw Tiny standing with his arms crossed and a smug smirk on his face.

“Welcome, Survivors! Are you ready for your final Challenge?” Tiny asked. Everyone nodded. “Good. Take a look.”

Everyone looked to see four square platforms and four cylinders. By now, everyone had knew how to do the Challenge.

“Here is it. The Final Challenge. All you have to do is stand on top of platform on these cylinders. It is a simple test of endurance and balance but it is far from easy. If you fall off, you are out. Last person standing wins Final Immunity guaranteeing an 1-in-3 shot of winning the million dollars.”

Everyone looked at each other, knowing that this was it.

“Now let’s draw for spots.” Tiny said.

(Later)

Soon, everyone were on their respective platforms and standing perfectly still.

“Alright, the Challenge has officially began.” Tiny said. “Francesca, do you feel confident in winning the Challenge?”

“Yeah, I know that I am going to sound cocky but I definitely have a decent job of winning due to being more fit than everyone.” The wrestler said with a small smirk.

“Oh, give me a break.” Spencer muttered.

“Gee, Spencer, I take it that you are alright with this Challenge.” Tiny said, sarcastically.

“Actually, yes.” The nerd said, surprising everyone. “I mean I don’t like it compared to the other physical Challenges, this is quite tame.”

“I see.” Tiny said. “Kenny, do you agree?”

“Yes. While it helps, being athletic doesn’t equal being good at this type of Challenge.” The psychic explained. “Any one of us could win.”

“Mami, do you think you could win this?”

“I think so. But right now, I just want to last as much as I can.” The rock star noted.

“Well, let’s see if you are so confident after a short time.” Tiny noted.

(Later)

Time had passed and the four were still standing strong. There were a few beads of sweat on them but nobody looked fatigued.

“Alright, it had already been fifteen minutes!” Tiny grinned. “How are you all doing?”

“Well, my legs aren’t screaming in agony yet if that is what you are asking.” Spencer muttered.

Tiny chuckled at this. “Mami, how about you?”

“I am okay…” The redhead said, softly. “I could live for a bit longer.”

“Well, Kenny, how about you?” Tiny asked.

“Same here.” The Pokemon trainer reassured. “I am doing just fine.”

“And Francesca? How about you?” Tiny asked.

“Are you kidding me!?” The brunette woman smirked. “I could do this all day if I need to!”

“Well, we’ll see if that holds out.”

Mami paused while looking at Francesca.

(Later)

Soon, the four were now struggling to keep balanced. Nobody were moving an inch but they were getting more and more sweaty with each passing minute.

“Well, it is now thirty minutes.” Tiny said. “Spencer, are you feeling the pressure?”

“Ugh, please don’t!” The green-clad teenager groaned. “My legs are starting to feel the burn.”

“I see. Kenny, what about you?” Tiny asked.

“Yes, I am getting tired already.” The dark-haired teen sighed.

“Oh wow, you are already getting tired too, Francesca?” Tiny asked.

“Ha! Of course not!” The wrestler laughed. “This is nothing!”

“I see.” Tiny said. “Mami, what about you?”

“I… I…” The guitarist said. She then sighed. “I can’t do it anymore…”

With that, she stepped down and slowly walked off while passing the others.

“And Mami is out!” Tiny announced. “Three people are left in the game…”

“BOO!”

“ACK!”

Tiny’s eyes bugged out as he turned to see Francesca off of her platform. with a shocked look on her face. Mami was standing over her with a smug grin.

“Um, never mind. Mami had startled Francesca and made her fall off her platform.” Tiny said, flatly. “So Spencer and Kenny are competing for Immunity.”

Francesca narrowed her eyes. “Really, Mami!? Really!?”

“What? I am not breaking the rules! There is nothing against what I done!” Mami insisted.

“DON’T…” Francesca snapped. “Just don’t talk to me!”

With that, she stormed away from the Challenge area.

“H-Hey! Francesca, where are you going?” Tiny called out.

“Keeping myself away from Mami so I don’t do something I’ll regret!” The wrestler snapped.

Kenny and Spencer looked on wide eyes at what had happened.

(Later)

Kenny and Spencer were still standing on their respective platforms. The heat from the sun was really getting to them and they were both getting tired.

Meanwhile, Francesca had made her way back into the Challenge area, still looking pissed off over what happened.

“Ah, Francesca, all cooled down now.” Tiny asked.

“Yeah, yeah…” The wrestler muttered before crouching. “I must say though. I’m quite impressed at you two.”

“Yes, same here.” Tiny noted. “Spencer, I said you hated sports.”

“I do. And I wouldn’t lose that much sleep if I lost this Challenge.” The red-haired teenager said. “But I can’t lose when my target is Kenny.”

“Ah, so I take it that is also the reason why you are staying this far in the game?” Tiny asked.

“Of course. Nobody wants to lose after coming so far.” The psychic agreed.

“So neither of you want to step down?” Tiny asked.

Kenny and Spencer both nodded. Tiny merely smirked.

“Well, let’s see how you guys hold out for a while longer.” He said.

(Later)

Some more time had passed and Spencer and Kenny were standing on their platforms. Both boys were visibly exhausted with their entire bodies being covered with sweat.

Francesca and Mami looked on in worry, wishing the best for Spencer and Kenny respectively, knowing how much this Challenge could mean for them. This could affect the outcome of the season.

Tiny watched intently as he put his hands behind his back. He was actually pleasantly surprised at how the boys were doing. He had never expected both of them to last this long. He then checked his watch to see the time.

Suddenly, they had all heard a noise. Looking up, he saw that one of them had fallen off the platform on their knees, panting heavily like a dog.

“Spencer is off! KENNY WINS FINAL IMMUNITY!” Tiny yelled.

Mami cheered as Kenny sighed in relief and got off his platform. Francesca looked on in disappointment, knowing what this meant for her.

(Later)

“Congratulations, Kenny! You had won Immunity guaranteeing a shot at the final Tribal Council and a 1-in-3 shot of winning.” Tiny smiled.

“Thank you!” The psychic smiled. “I so needed this!”

Tiny nodded before turning to the others. “As for the rest of you, it had been a long ride but one of you will go home, you have all day to figure out who. You may head back to camp.”

(Liming Tribe)

Mami smiled as she hugged Kenny tightly. “Oh my goodness, Kenny! I just knew that you could do it!”

The psychic chuckled nervously. “Thank you. It is good to know that you have so much trust in me. Honestly, I thought that I was going to lose!”

“I did too! But as nature had stated, Spencer sucks at physical Challenges so it was inevitable that you would win!” Mami grinned. “Spencer can’t beat anyone!”

Kenny paused. “...But didn’t he beat you?”

“But the point is that you won!” Mami smiled.

Kenny stayed silent, realizing that he was being ignored.

“So yeah, we got this!” Mami grinned. “It is you, me and Spencer in the Final 3!”

“Seems like it.” Kenny shrugged. “Should be straightforward, right?”

“Exactly!” Mami smiled. “Now I am going to rest up! I am all sweaty!”

“Um, alright?” Kenny said. “Shall I wake you when Tribal Council comes?”

“Please do!” Mami nodded before walking off.

“I got it licked! I actually got this game licked! I am going to the final Tribal Council with me, Spencer and Kenny! I could actually win this!” Mami grinned. “Kenny hasn’t done ANYTHING for most of the season and Spencer… He also has Anke. And that is only because she is desperate for friends!”

Kenny watched her leave. He then narrowed his eyes.

Meanwhile, Francesca and Spencer were talking with each other. However, it wasn’t friendly.

“Come on, Spencer! Throw me a bone here!” Francesca begged.

“Sorry, Francesca but you know that I can’t do that.” The nerd shrugged.

The wrestler held her head in disbelief. “Please, Spencer! I can’t go out like this! Because of a cheap shot!”

“Hey, it sucks but my hands are tied!” Spencer said.

Francesca gritted her teeth. “Oh? So basically pride is a rope now!”

“Oh, don’t be like that!” Spencer scolded. “I mean said rope is the reason that you had made Final 3. Not MY fault that it would be your downfall.”

Francesca winced. “Aw, come on, Spencer!”

“Sorry, I had made up my mind and I am not changing it back! I am going to send you home!” Spencer said.

With that, he had walked off. Francesca’s eyebrow twitched trying everything in her power not to throttle Spencer. Suddenly, she heard footsteps. Turning her head, she saw Kenny walking over.

“Well, that was productive…” Kenny muttered.

Francesca threw up her arms in annoyance. “Don’t start with me. I am pissed beyond belief.”

“So I noticed.” Kenny said, shaking his head.

“So now what? When the girls back at the circuit hears about it, they will NEVER shut up about it.” Francesca muttered.

Kenny paused for a moment. “Francesca, what if I tell you something that would cheer you up?”

“What? Mami is going bald?” The wrestler muttered.

“No, I want to give you a chance to save yourself.”

Francesca’s eyes widened before looking down at Kenny who was looking up at her with a serious look on his face.

“Wait… You are serious?” Francesca asked.

“I am.” Kenny nodded. “I want you to go into a tiebreaker against Mami and win.”

Francesca blinked twice. “But… But what is in for you?”

“Nothing. Even though Mami says otherwise, I am more than confident in beating Mami than you.” Kenny said. “Your actions, while cruel and caused a lot of drama are at least reasonable. At least compared to Mami and Spencer’s.”

Francesca paused. “So… Why are you doing this?”

“I already told you. This season had more far more than a normal Survivor season.” Kenny said, sternly.

“I admit that I owe Mami for saving my life but then I realized something. Why should I go out of my way for her just because she treated ME nice when you had ruined the games and even LIVES of some others?” Kenny asked, sternly. “I don’t care how good of a goat she is, she had caused far too much trouble for us.”

“I shouldn’t have to tell you about how frustrating Mami was getting over the course of time.” Kenny explained.

“Ugh, don’t even get me started!” Francesca groaned, rolling her eyes.

“I said that I was to make sure that we go into the final Tribal Council drama-free and I will.” Kenny said. “I want to vote off Mami.”

Francesca raised an eyebrow. “Even after her attitude is what technically saved you.”

“Like I said, this isn’t about the game anymore.” Kenny said. “Surely you feel the same way.”

Francesca paused for a moment. She then let out a deep sigh.

“Y-You’re right… I… I should had cut my ties with her the moment she was acting bratty.” Francesca muttered. “I don’t care if she was a number.”

“Exactly! We were so worried about getting to the end that we had failed to realize the point of the therapy sessions.” Kenny said.

Francesca paused before letting another sigh. “Kenny, thank you… Words can’t tell how much I appreciate what you are doing for me right me.”

“It is quite alright.” Kenny said, shaking his head with a small smile. “All I ask if I could count on you in the tiebreaker.”

Francesca then smirked. “Heh. Don’t worry. I should have the fire pit to myself.”

“Mami thinks that it is in her best interests to cut ties with me after all I had done for her. Well, fine with me.” Francesca said. She then smirked. “If Angelo, Anke and Verona thinks I am cruel to my allies, while they haven’t seen me what I am like to my enemies.”

(Tribal Council)

The four finalists had made their way to Tribal Council where Tiny was waiting for them.

“Welcome, finalists, sit down.” Tiny said.

Everyone obliged.

“We now bring in the jury.” Tiny said as the jury walked in. “Angelo, Malletman, Charlie, Bianna and Anke voted off at the last Tribal Council.”

With that, the jury sat down. Anke had lost her pigtails letting her tail now. She now had a hot pink shirt that had the capital “A” on it and blue denim shorts. However, the finalists had noticed something.

“Um, I know that we are not supposed to talk abou the jury but where’s Verona?” Kenny asked.

“Okay. Here is the deal. Verona had tried to run awol from her role as her juror and tried to escape until she was caught.” Tiny said.

The finalists looked shocked by this.

“Yeah, I know right?” Tiny muttered. “Anyway, she was taken back but by then, everyone had already fallen asleep and she was caught in the rain so she is at the Juror house sick. Let this be a lesson to you. I don’t care how “robbed” you think you are, you will NOT shirk your responsibility as a juror. Got that?”

The four hastily nodded their heads.

“Good. I am glad to see that.” Tiny said. He then looked at Kenny. “That being said though, we obviously don’t have to worry about that from YOU.”

The psychic chuckled at this. “Thank you. I knew that I needed Immunity so I can’t give up that easily.”

“Good work, Kenny.” Bianna smiled.

“Francesca, do you think that Kenny deserved that win?” Tiny asked.

“Well, yeah, he HAD stayed up there for a long time.” The wrestler shrugged. “He and Spencer did a lot better than I thought up there.”

“So you are saying that they may had beaten you fair-and-square?” Tiny asked.

“Maybe I DO know.” Francesca said. She then scowled. “But I guess we would never know, will you?”

Mami innocently whistled.

“Oh great… What did she do THIS time?” Bianna groaned, rolling her eyes.

“Mami, I have to ask, why did you scared Francesca off of her platform?” Tiny asked.

“Come on. Don’t be like that.” The rock star said. “Francesca and I weren’t allies anymore and thus became my target so I had to make sure that she didn’t won Immunity.”

“Wait, this is news to me.” Tiny pointed out.

“Well, I have a feeling that I could beat Spencer AND Kenny in the final Tribal Council so I had decided to vote him off.” Mami explained.

This startled everyone.

“Wait. She actually thinks she could beat KENNY?” Anke asked in disbelief.

“Francesca, what is your opinion on this?” Tiny asked.

“I think Mami is making a big mistake!” The brunette said. “Kenny has friends on the jury. Seriously, the only person Mami HASN’T pissed off is Charlie!”

“But Kenny hardly did anything for most of the season save for the therapy sessions. Who would want to vote for someone like that?” Mami asked.

“Well, at least he has an excuse for doing this. With you, me and everyone else going around trying to do their own thing, he and Bianna didn’t need to stragetize!” Spencer pointed out. “What about you? What were YOU doing when you and Francesca had been revealed to be backstabbers?”

“Excuse me!? The same could be said for you when you pretty much spent most of your time between Angelo and Malletman’s elimination throwing a temper tantrum!” Mami snapped.

“Because everyone and their so-called pure-hearted grandma wouldn’t believe me! How the hell am I supposed to strategize when the only people who would give me the time of day would the people you would get me into this mess in the first place!” Spencer scolded.

“Exactly! You thought that your position was hopeless. Which is why you did nothing but whine! Which is what I did when I thought my position was hopeless!” Mami insisted.

“Oh for the love of…” Malletman said, rolling his eyes.

“So basically, you are going to be the target tonight, Francesca?” Tiny asked.

“Yes. Kenny wants to take Mami and Spencer with the latter two wanting to end their little feud with the jury votes.” The brunette grumbled.

“So that’s it. You are just going to take it.” Tiny said.

“I don’t give a crap anymore.” Francesca muttered. “If they want to be stupid, then who am I to stop them.”

“Francesca…” Charlie frowned.

“Alright, it is almost time to vote.” Tiny said. “Kenny, do you want to give up Immunity?”

“No. I need it.” The psychic explained.

“Okay, you cannot vote for Kenny. Everyone else is fair game.” Tiny said. “Spencer, you are up.”

The red-haired youth nodded before getting up and making his way towards the voting table. “Sorry, toots but your ace-in-the-hole backfired on you.” He said holding up “Francesca”.

Francesca stomped over to the voting table, looking furious. But when nobody was looking, she gave a smug smirk. “Ooh, I am SO going to look forward to your meltdown.” She said holding up “Mami”.

Mami put her hands behind her back while whistling a laidback tune as she grabbed the pen. “Finally! I’M in control!” She said, holding up “Francesca”.

Kenny narrowed his eyes before making his way to the voting table. He then picked up the pen to write down a name. “Thank you very much for saving. Unfortunately, it did little to make you want to think of you as a good person, no matter how much I wanted to. Good luck.” He said, holding up “Mami”.

With that, he walked back so Tiny could get up.

“I’ll get the votes.”

Everyone waited patiently for the votes to be read.

“I’ll read them out.”

“First vote, Francesca.”

Francesca merely sighed.

“Second vote, Mami. One vote, Francesca. One vote, Mami.”

Mami groaned as she rolled her eyes.

“Third vote, Francesca. Two votes, Francesca. One vote, Mami.”

Francesca merely scoffed while crossing her arms.

“Seventeenth person voted out of Survivor and last member of our jury…”

Nobody looked that excited for the vote.

“...We have a tie.”

Most of the people were shocked when they heard this.

“W-What?” Mami asked, softly.

“Yes. Between Francesca and Mami.” Tiny nodded.

“WHAT!?” Mami yelled before looking around. Francesca was sitting with her arms crossing while smirking, Spencer was absolutely shocked and Kenny was looking away.

“Kenny, you backstabbed me!?” Mami asked in disbelief.

The dark-haired teen looked at Mami with a solemn look on his face before nodding, confirming his guilt.

“WHY!?” Mami yelled. “I trusted you!”

“Unfortunately, the feeling is not mutual.” Kenny frowned.

Mami gasped at this.

“Anyway, since we have a tie. We would have to do a tiebreaker.” Tiny said. “Please take a seat by the platforms and we would have a fire-making duel.”

“Wait? Fire-making? But I haven’t done a fire in three days!” Mami cried.

“Sucks to be you, kid.” Francesca smirked.

“I know I shouldn’t but this is far too enjoyable to watch.” Bianna smirked.

The two women then made their way to the fire-making stations and sat down. Francesca looked confident while Mami looked like she was going to break down.

“The tiebreaker is simple. You two will be competing to make a fire. You have all of the necessary tools.” Tiny explained. “A flint, a machete and a lot of coconut husk. You have to create a fire that is big enough to burn the line and ring the bell. First girl to do so wins the tiebreaker, cementing a shot in the Final 3.”

The two women nodded their heads before sitting down. Their expressions still not leaving their faces.

“Alright, for a spot at the Final 3.” Tiny said. “Survivors, ready? GO!”

Both women wasted no time grabbed some coconut husk and putting it in a pile. However, they quickly noticed that Mami was using much more husk than Francesca.

“Gee, I wonder if Mami is going to make sure that there is no way she could lose.” Charlie muttered.

Because Mami putting so much effort on making a husk pile, Francesca was able to complete her own and wasted no time grabbing her flint and Machete and started to clash the two together. Mami saw this and shrieked. She immediately grabbed her flint and Machete and frantically clashed them together.

“Come on! Come on! Come on! Light! Light! Light!” Mami pleaded.

“Heh. For such a fiery redhead, she certainly isn’t being sparky here.” Charlie smirked.

“You deserve to get burned that pun.” Malletman muttered.

Suddenly, a small flame had appeared on the large pile on a husk pile, startling everyone.

Mami watched in pure shock while her flame had slowly grew larger. Suddenly, her eyes lit up in hope. She then blew on the flame, making it grow larger. Everyone else looked absolutely stunned. Especially Francesca who actually had training before doing the tiebreaker.

“It… It can’t be…” Francesca said in disbelief.

Suddenly, something else had happened. When Mami was blowing on her husk pile, she had ended up accidentally blowing her husk pile right over the station and sending the flaming pile onto the ground. Everyone gasped.

“SOMEBODY PUT THAT FIRE OUT BEFORE IT SPREADS!” Spencer yelled.

Mami, Francesca and Tiny wasted no time rushing over to the fire. Tiny then took off his vest and slammed it down on the fire several times in an attempt to kill it. Soon, he, Francesca and Mami had all stomped the flames, killing them leaving it nothing but a bunch of ashes. Everyone sighed in relief.

Then, everyone glared at Mami who shrank back in fear.

“Mami, after Hank, you are officially the second person who had possibly almost killed everyone along with yourself!” Tiny scolded.

“I’m sorry…” The rock star said, looking down.

“You better be!” Francesca roared.

Tiny sighed as he shook his head. “Well, what’s done is done. Francesca, you had won by default.”

The rock star’s eyes widened as she looked up. “What!? N-No! It was an accident! I swear! Give me another chance!”

Tiny paused. “...If I gave you another chance, how in the world are you going to make a fire?”

At first, Mami was confused. But then she looked at her station. She had most of the coconut husk to make the fire. In fact, there was literally only a few pieces left.

“Even if you would be able to make a fire, it would take too long to burn the rope with the little coconut husk you have left.” Tiny said before shaking his head.

“Um, well, I guess but…” Mami said.

“I am sorry, Mami but due to the lack of supplies on your end, you lose the tiebreaker by default and is officially the seventeenth person voted out of…”

“No, please! I can’t leave like this! I can’t leave because I am an arsonist!” Mami pleaded.

“Mami, don’t make this harder than it needs to be…” Tiny said, sternly.

The rock star winced before looking at Spencer. “Spencer, you gotta help me!”

“ME!?” The nerd asked in disbelief.

“If I leave, how are you going to beat me in terms of jury votes!?” Mami begged.

Spencer paused for a moment. He then shrugged. “Why should I go out of my way for someone who nearly killed everyone?”

Mami shifted her eyes from left to right frantically. “Kenny, I promise that I will forget you had ever betrayed me if you helped me!”

“How could I help you?” The psychic asked, raising an eyebrow. “At this point, any attempts to bring you back into the game would be futile.”

“Francesca?” Mami asked, looking up at the older woman.

The wrestler merely crossed her arms. “Mami, I think we both know the answer to that one.”

“But… But…” Mami said. She then hanged her head.

“This is painful to watch…” Angelo winced.

“Mami, are you going to get your torch or do I have to call security?” Tiny asked.

The rock star sighed before making her way over to her torch. Tiny shook his head before making his way back to his spot. Mami followed after him and put her torch in front of him.

“Mami, the tribe has spoken.” Tiny said before putting his snuffer over the torch, extinguishing it. “You may now go.”

“I can’t believe that this had happened...” Mami muttered, sulking off.

Tiny watched her leave before sighing and shaking his head before looking at the others. “Well, I suppose that this was what happened when you overdo things which Mami had learned the hard way. But even with the near-death experience, I am sure that it will all be worth it for one of you. You three had outlasted seventeen different people and now your power over voting had been shifted over to these guys…”

Everyone on the jury then either smiled and smirked.

“...The jury. Seven people that at least one of you had a hand in voting out. They would be taking turns tomorrow night, asking if you on whether you deserve the million dollars or not.” Tiny explained. “You have the whole day to figure why you deserve it more than the other two. You may head back to camp.”

The three then got up and gathered their torches before making their way back to camp while see trying to ignore what happened at the tiebreaker. After all, they couldn’t afford to get distracted. There was one day left and it is the most important one. To see if who gets to be sole Survivor.

“Screw you, Kenny… I thought that you were the only one I could trust but you are just like all of the rest. A backstabber who took advantage of my weakness for their own selfish gain.” Mami grumbled. “Now instead of ending up as one of the greatest underdog stories in Survivor history, I am going to be known as “the girl who nearly killed everyone in a fire. Now how am I going to face anyone ever again.”

RESULTS

Mami: Francesca, Kenny.

Francesca: Mami, Spencer.