Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Survivor ❯ Day Nine ( Chapter 9 )

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Day Nine

As the tribes made there way to the immunity challenge, they were greeted not only by Jeff, but also by a bunch of socks lying on the ground. They looked at them curiously.

“Nine days already tribes,” said Jeff. “How are things going?”

“All the men in my tribe are insane.” Isis said flatly.

“How so?” asked Jeff.

“Seto made a coconut cell phone.” Mai answered

“My brother made an alliance with a plushie.” answered Isis.

“No one was supposed to know about that!” Malik exclaimed.

“Bakura stole the tree mail from the other tribe,” said Mai.

“That's why we didn't have any!”

“You can't go nine days on an island without stealing, can you?” Marik smirked at his lover.

“Nope.” Bakura said smugly.

“What about you guys, Amerex?” Jeff said, “How was the food Marik caught for you?”

“Pretty good.” Ryou said. Joey stared wide eyed at him.

“You ate it!”

“You didn't?”

“No, I threw my in the woods,” Joey looked revolted, “I'm not eating badger.”

“You were the one complaining about not having any food.” Marik rolled his eyes.

“Well that's all fine and good, but now its time to play the game,” Jeff smiled. “Mai and Yugi today.”

“Do these socks have anything to do with it?” Mai questioned.

“Yup,” Jeff said gleefully. “We have drawn symbols on them and you have to match them. The one with the most matches wins.”

They all looked down at the socks. Then up at Jeff as if he had lost his mind.

“Mai, you get to go first.”

“Ok” Mai knelt down beside the socks and flipped two over.

“A heart and a balloon.” Jeff commentated. “Yugi, your turn.”

Yugi also knelt beside the socks and started turning them over.

“Heart... heart... stars... horseshoes...” Jeff said as Yugi flipped more and more over, getting every match right. “Clover... moons... pots of gold... rainbows... and balloons. Amerex wins.”

“Yay!” cheered the Amerex Tribe.

“Totama,” Jeff smiled at the losing Tribe, “I'll be seeing you again tonight.”

That night, Totama was gathered at the tribal council area. Nothing had changed except that there were now only seven torches behind them.

“Well Totama,” Jeff said to the downhearted looking castaways. “This is your second time at tribal council.”

“And I can say that none of us are thrilled.” Bakura grumbled.

“Anyone feeling vulnerable?”

“Didn't you ask that last time?” Mai questioned.

“Why must you all question me!” Jeff yelled at them. Apparently, the depressing mood of the losing Totama Tribe affected everyone. “I'm just trying to do my job!”

Jeff broke down. He hugged himself, rocking back and forth talking to himself.

“All I wanted to do was host a simple show! Is that so hard!” Jeff said. “But NO, they all have to question my questions! They don't appreciate me...”

Totama was becoming scared now.

“Just go vote unappreciating ones!” Jeff yelled. The tribes mates got up to make their votes, very quickly. When they all returned to their seats on the benches Jeff seemed back to normal... to a certain extant. “Time to tally the votes.”

Jeff got up and walked though the bushes. There was a crashed followed by a high-pitched scream. Jeff stepped out of the bushes with the Millennium Puzzle Box.

“Was that you?” asked Bakura.

“Uh... no.”

“Sure...” Bakura raised an eyebrow at him.

“Bakura, leave Jeff alone.” Mai said, not wanting to witness Jeff break down again. “He's just trying to do his job.”

“And I'm trying to get off this island.” Bakura pouted a little crossing his arms over his chest glaring at everyone and everything.

“I deserve to go first,” Seto said, “I have a company to run.”

“And a sanity to maintain.” Atemu added.

“Yeah!” Seto agreed, “...Wait...”

“Can I read the votes now?” Jeff asked impatiently.

“Whatever.” some random people muttered.

“Good,” Jeff pulled a slip of paper out of the Puzzle Box. “The first vote is for Atemu.”

“NOOOOO!” Atemu cried out. “How could I lose! I'm the King of Games!”

He curled up into a ball crying. Everyone shook his or her heads at him.

“You only got one vote,” Jeff said. “You haven't lost yet.”

“Oh... ok.”

Atemu sat up perfectly fine. Jeff did not bother to question the Pharaoh and pulled out another slip.

“Another vote for Atemu.”

Atemu sat there gazing around, unfazed. Jeff shrugged and pulled another paper.

“Vote for Mai.”

“Huh!”

“Vote for Atemu...” Jeff sighed, looking down at the Puzzle Box, “You know this is boring. Mai, you lose.”

“But Atemu got more votes then me!” Mai protested.

“Mai, the host has spoken.” Jeff pulled a squirt gun out of the bushes and sprayed water at Mai, getting her wet and putting out her torch. She grumbled and left.

“I'm the only sane person left on the Island.” Isis sighed.

“Yup.” The voice in the bush laughed all insane like.