Survivor Xover Version 5: Ponderosa 4

(Ponderosa)

Verona crossed her arms grumpily while riding inside of the pick-up truck that Touil was riding.

"So… How are you doing?" Touil asked.

"Do NOT talk to me." Verona spat. "You are just the transport so shut up and drive."

Touil shrank in his spot. "Alright then…"

Soon, they had finally arrived at Ponderosa.

"Okey-doke, we are…" Touil smiled.

Verona wasted no time opening the door and getting out. After closing the door, she stormed off towards the entrance without a single word.

"...Here." Touil muttered. He then shook his head. "There's one on every season."

"I have nothing to say. Those idiots had ruined my game for a stupid reason and I am never letting it go! Well, excuse me for not wanting to give all of my information to my opponent!" Verona snapped. "Now I am forced to vote for one of those guys even though as far as I am concerned, none of them deserved it!"

When Verona entered Ponderosa, she saw that Angelo and Charlie were playing Team Fortress 2 against each other with Malletman watching them.

"Oh, howdy, Verona." Angelo greeted.

"Shut up, Angelo and tell me where is the bedroom.." The brunette spat.

"Well, seeing that ya asked so nicely." Angelo said, rolling his eyes and pointing to a door.

Verona then walked over to the door, without a single thank you. The men paused their game to stare in disbelief. They then said the same thing in unison.

"Hater."

"I just can't help to shake my head at Verona's attitude. Sure, it sucks to be voted out of the game but she is literally buryin' herself in a bed, grumblin' around being blindsided." Angelo said, rolling his eyes. "Ya know, Malletman and Charlie were bitter about their blindsides too but they did NOT tried to distance themselves away from me."

"Why did Francesca let her make merge again?" Malletman asked.

Angelo rolled his eyes. "That I would never know. Nor would I never care. Seriously, if Verona can't realize that she was the stupid one for not doing one of Kenny's therapy sessions?"

"Yeah, at first I was stunned when I saw that it was Verona that had gotten voted off but after hearing the reasoning, she has no one to blame for herself." Charlie agreed.

Suddenly, they heard the door open. Turning their heads, they saw Verona making her way outside with a letter.

"Huh? Where did ya get that letter from?" Angelo asked.

"It was hanging off of the wall." Verona said. "Apparently Tiny had gotten us invitations to a party."

The men's eyes lit up.

"Oh hell yeah!" Malletman grinned.

"Just what we needed! A good ol' hootenanny!"

"Thank you, Tiny!" Charlie cheered.

"PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!" The three chanted. Verona just grunted in disgust.

"No wonder Spencer had such a burning hatred for Alpha Males." She muttered. "Well, unfortunately it isn't the party that you were hoping for."

The men stopped chanting before looking at Verona.

"Huh? Why not?" Charlie asked.

Verona paused before sighing.

"It is a fancy party."

"AWW!" The men groaned in disbelief.

"Seriously? SERIOUSLY!? A fancy party!? Where we would dressed up in those tight suits and be with a lot of pompous big wigs!?" Charlie said in disbelief. "This is one of the many reasons why I ran away from home! I had to go to one of these things every four months!"

(Fancy Dress Party)

The next night, Touil had transported the four of them to the fancy dress party. None of the jurors were looking that pleased with this event. Charlie was riding with Touil when the others were riding in the back. Soon, they had arrived at the scene.

"Alright, guys! We are here!" Touil smiled.

Everyone looked at the location. It was a large white building that looked like it was owned by an aristocrat.

Angelo gave a descending whistle. "Damn, that is one big party."

Verona scoffed. "Who hosts a fancy dress party ON A JUNGLE ISLAND, anyway?"

"I don't know. Probably the same people that decided to host a Japanese festival." Touil shrugged.

The juror had cast him weird looks. Touil noticed this and chuckled.

"Long story." Touil said. "Anyway, get out and show them your outfits, guys!"

Everyone groaned as they got out of the truck. Angelo and Charlie were wearing the textbook suit and tie and the former was forced to leave behind his hat. Fortunately for Charlie, he could literally do nothing about his hair. Even Malletman had on a bow tie with cuffs on his wrists.

As for Verona, she was wearing a purple spaghetti dress with matching high-heels. Charlie grinned.

"Well, at least there is one good thing about this party." Charlie said, stepping forward.

Verona grunted in disgust. "You DO realize that I had been taken out of the game. So I don't have to follow any rules, right?"

Charlie's grin vanished as he shrank back.

"I thought so."

"Ugh, out of all things, why did it had to be a fancy dress party?" Angelo groaned.

"Yeah, you can't do ANYTHING fun here!" Malletman agreed.

Touil narrowed his eyes. "Aw, come on! You guys are being ungrateful! How often do you guys get to go to a party like this?"

"Far too often for MY taste." Charlie muttered, underneath his breath.

"Well, anyway, let's just give it a chance. I am sure that it will be fun." Touil smiled.

"So is eating tofu." Angelo spat.

"This is making Angelo unhappy…" Verona said. "I suppose this IS a plus already."

"Oy…"

With that, the jurors had made their way over to the building. Charlie brought up the rear. He then put his hand into the suit and pulled out a vial. He stared at it and gave a dark chuckle.

"There is no way I am going to spend all night at some lame party and fortunately, the others feel the same way I do." Charlie smirked. "So that is why I am hoping to try to spice up things at this snorefest."

The guys had made their way inside of the building. However, the atmosphere was not only boring but it was also unpleasant. Angelo, Charlie, Verona and Malletman were sitting in the corner as several well-dressed aristocrats cast their strange glances.

Charlie narrowed his eyes behind his shades. "Take a picture! It will last longer!"

A few people shrank back before walking off.

"I already don't like this place." Malletman muttered. "We are supposed to be invited here but instead they are glaring at us as if wondering why we are here."

"Yeah, I don't like it." Angelo agreed.

Charlie merely waved it off. "Just try not to let them bother you."

"But I can't help it. It DOES bother me." Malletman said.

The three men had then sighed. They then looked up to see Verona quietly sitting while drinking a cup.

"Wow, Verona, this is the most quiet I seen ya in… Ever." Angelo noted.

"Yeah, are you THAT bored?" Malletman agreed.

Verona stayed silent for a moment. "These people are arrogant."

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Tell us something we DON'T know."

"They are so selfishly happy people. Living up in a mansion. Unaware of the horrors of the world." Verona spat. "It sickens me."

This surprised the others.

"Okay, that was dark even for YOU." Angelo pointed out.

"They think they are better than me just because they have money." Verona spat. "And yet, I am more powerful than all of them put together. I am the queen of Survivor, baby and they should bow before me."

The men shrank back. Suddenly, Charlie had noticed the drink Verona had in her hand.

"Um, how much of the punch had you drank?" Charlie asked.

"About three drinks. Why?" Verona asked.

Charlie winced as Angelo and Malletman blinked twice.

"Verona… Are ya drunk… On PUNCH?" Angelo asked in disbelief.

"Possibly." The brunette shrugged before she continued drinking.

"Wow, out of all of the victims, I haven't expected YOU to be the first one." Charlie noted.

Angelo raised an eyebrow. "Victims?"

Charlie's eyes widened before he clamped his hands on his mouth. Angelo and Malletman both stared at each other before narrowing their eyes and looking at Charlie.

"Charlie, did ya spiked the punch?" Angelo accused.

The green-haired man chuckled nervously. "Maybe?"

Malletman shook his head. "If Tiny found out what you did, he would blow sky-high."

Charlie narrowed his eyes. "So what if they did? That is their punishment for taking us to this horrible place! Besides, I just wanted to lighten things up a bit. I mean come on, so a few people get drunk. What is the worst that could happen?"

"AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"

The men's eyes widened before turning to the direction of the voice. They then gasped at what they were seeing.

Verona was sitting on top of a man who was on his hands and knees. The others had stared in horror as Verona held a cane in his hands.

"Say it! Say it!" Verona demanded as she smacked the man in the rear.

"Ow! Oink! Oink!" The poor man cried.

Verona smacked the man's butt again. "I. CAN'T. HEAR. YOU."

"OINK! OINK!" The man called out.

"That's right! Squeal like the little piggy you are!" Verona yelled.

"VERONA!" Angelo held as the men ran over. "What the hell are ya doin'!?"

Verona looked at the three. "Ah, more pigs. Bow down before your queen!"

Malletman's eyes widened at this. "Excuse me!?"

"You heard me!" Verona snapped. "Kneel down before the queen of Survivor!"

"The only queen you of is the Kingdom of Misery!" Malletman roared.

Verona gasped at this before getting up while beating her cane in her hand. "How dare you!? I will have you executed for talking that way to your queen!"

"Yeah, right!" Malletman laughed. "You are about to be dethroned, Your Majesty!"

"How DARE you!? I will murder you!" Verona roared.

With that, she ran over to Malletman and swung her cane at him. However, the robot grabbed Verona by the scruff of her dress and lifted her up.

"Hey, release me! You can't do this to the queen!" Verona snapped. "Oh! When my guards hear about this!"

"Shut up…" Malletman spat.

"Shocker, shocker. When Verona is drunk, she is a sociopath. Seriously though, Verona is literally calling herself a queen and beating innocent people who look at her wrong?" Malletman asked in disbelief. "Should we be happy that it is only NOW that she decided to resort to physical violence?"

Meanwhile, Angelo along with another man had helped the man up.

"Are ya alright, pardner?" Angelo asked.

The man stared in disbelief. "I had just been assaulted by a drunk psycho and you ask if I was alright!?"

Angelo winced at this. "Yeah, I guess that was a stupid question…"

The man growled. "And to think, I had invited you guys here just so my party would be televised! Now the whole world is going to see my butt being smacked!"

"Actually, man, the season isn't just limited to this world." Charlie said, stepping forward.

"Excuse me?" The man asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I mean this is Survivor XOVER." Charlie pointed out. "We are all from different worlds, universes and even timelines."

The man's eyes bugged out. "Wait, are you saying that…?"

"Yep! This scene will be broadcasted all of the universe!" Charlie smirked.

The man's jaw dropped. He then growled at the Survivors.

"You… I will NOT be taken for further humiliation!" The man growled.

"Silence, you pig!" Verona roared before throwing the cane. It went straight into his groin.

Everyone winced as the man fell onto his knees while holding his groin.

"I think THAT is further humiliation." Charlie winced.

The man winced in pain as he glared up at Verona. He then slowly rose to his feet.

"OUT! OUT! OUT!" The man roared.

Soon, the men was walking out of the building with Malletman still holding a drunk Verona.

"Well, at least we don't have to be stuck there for all of the time." Angelo muttered.

"Exactly!" Charlie grinned before looking back. "The only downside though is that I couldn't see all of the people getting drunk!"

Malletman rolled his eyes. "Well, now what? Touil isn't coming back for us for another hour."

"Whatever we want!" Angelo brightened up. "I mean surely ANYTHING we do out here is better than being in there!"

"Yeah, we are wearing suits, anyway!" Charlie joked. "Why not find a coconut and toss it to each other like a football?"

"No, all coconuts belong to queen Verona!" Verona yelled. "Those who said otherwise will be executed."

Charlie paused. "I don't think I would want to ride with in the pick-up truck with her like this."

"Me neither." Malletman sighed.

Verona was now seen in the confessional all bound and gagged. The cameraman then reached down to her mouth.

"So are you all sobered up now?" The cameraman asked, removing his gag.

"HOW DARE YOU JUST STAND THERE AND LIKE THOSE PIGS TIE UP!? I AM A QUEEN AND YOU JUST LET ME MISTREAT ROYALTY! I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU ALL! YOU WILL DESTROY YOUR PERFECT LITTLE LIVES! I AM THE QUEEN OF SURVIVOR! THE QUEEN OF..."

The cameraman sighed before putting the gag back on. "Ask a stupid question…"