Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Survivor ❯ Day Eighteen ( Chapter 18 )

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Day Eighteen

When the tribes arrived at the immunity challenge, there seemed to be a different feel in the air. However, that could have just been the bunny ears that Jeff was currently wearing.

“Welcome tribes,” the bunny ear clad Jeff smiled, “Happy Easter.”

“It's Easter?” asked Yugi.

“Well actually, not anymore,” Jeff said, taking off the bunny ears and throwing them into the bushes, “But our challenge today is based on it.”

“Cool!” some random people said.

“Now before we start, in honor of our holiday, we have a few gifts for some of our tribe members,” Jeff said, pulling some things out of the bushes, “Ryou and Seto.”

“We get stuff?” asked Ryou.

“Why?”

“Because you have fans.” Jeff smiled.

“Do I have fans?” Tristan asked. There was a silence. The only sound came from the crickets, chirping loudly.

“What'd we get?” Seto asked, breaking the silence.

“Seto, you get this box,” Jeff handed Seto a rather large box, “And Ryou, you get some lollipops, creampuffs, and cookies.”

“Sweet!” Ryou smiled. Seto frowned and looked at the box, “Oh... speaking of gifts.”

Ryou pulled Mr. Fuzzy out of nowhere and handed him to Malik. Malik gasped and stared wide-eyed at it.

“Mr. Fuzzy!” Malik hugged Mr. Fuzzy tightly and gave Ryou a kiss on the cheek, “Thank you Ryou-chan!”

“You're welcome.” Ryou blushed.

“Now for the challenge; it's for Malik and Ryou,” Jeff said. The two did not really know what to expect; to smile or looked frightened, “You'll be competing in a good old fashion Easter egg hunt.”

Both Ryou and Malik grinned. Jeff handed them each a basket.

“They're hidden over in that part of the woods.” Jeff said pointing; some of the colored eggs could already be seen in plain sight. “Ready, set, go!”

Malik and Ryou took off into the woods, picking up eggs left and right. They both hunted as fast as they could. About twenty minutes later, they returned with full baskets. Jeff counted the eggs.

“Hmmm... that's strange, you both have the same amount of eggs,” Jeff looked confused,

“There's still one out there.”

“There it is!” Atemu said, pointing to an egg sitting out on the beach in plain sight. Malik and Ryou looked at each other and took off running for the egg. The scene was played in slow motion to heighten the suspense.

As they got closer to the egg, Ryou jumped for it, falling about a foot short. Malik, in a last minute burst of speed, which no one can tell because the speed is so slow, passed Ryou and grabbed the egg.

“I got it!” Malik exclaimed as the scene instantly sped back up to normal speed, “I got it! I got it! I got it!”

“Yes!” The rest of Amerex exclaimed knowing that once again Totama had to go to tribal council.

“Totama,” Jeff sighed, “You know what's in store for you.”

“Four straight times you've been here, Totama,” Jeff said to the extremely downhearted and rather small tribe, “Must be tough.”

“I think this tribe is cursed.” Duke said.

“I bet that's because of Bakura.” Tristan added, receiving an instant glare from the white haired spirit.

“Ryou, you've lost the challenges twice in a row,” Jeff said, “How do you think this affects how the others are going to vote?”

“Well, I hope it doesn't hurt my chances much,” Ryou said quietly, “Seeing that the first wasn't really my fault.”

“But missing a little egg by a foot is.” Marik pointed out.

“I didn't mean to!”

“Well guys its time to vote,” Jeff smiled. Once again, like so many times before, they went though the motions of tribal council. However, this time, when Jeff returned from the bushes, he brought a computer with him. The castaways stared at it, “Now, I have been informed by the Island spirits that we'll be trying a new way of deciding who is kicked off the island.”

“Isn't that the computer that was at our tribe?” Duke asked. Jeff hesitated before answering.

“...Yes.”

“Why was it there?”

“Well... It's a long story.”

“We have time.” Bakura said idly, crossing his arms over his chest.

“No we don't!” yelled Jeff. Bakura glared at him, “Now the way this works, I type in the name and if the screen turns red, you're the next person voted off the island.”

“Isn't that like `The Mole'?” Ryou pointed out.

“Shut up and let the host, host!” the voice in the bush yelled. Ryou was instantly quiet.

”Ok, Bakura first.”

“Why in Ra's name do I always have to be first!”

Jeff simply shrugged and typed Bakura's name into the computer. The screen turned green.

“Is that good?” the albino spirit asked.

“Yes,” Jeff said, “Marik.”

Jeff typed in Marik's name and the computer turned green.

“Yes!”

“No! That wasn't supposed to happen!” Jeff smacked the computer, “Stupid! You were supposed to vote him off!”

“You were trying to vote me off again!” Marik said wide-eyed. Jeff was too busy glaring at the computer.

“Ha! Ha!” the computer said in a computer-like voice. Everyone was now very afraid of said computer.

“Ok...” Jeff said still glaring at the computer, “Ryou.”

Jeff, again, typed in the name and the screen turned green. Ryou sighed in relief.

“Alright,” Jeff said, typing in yet another name, “Tristan.”

Jeff hit the button and the screen turned red.

“Butter tarts!”

Tristan grabbed his torch and walked over to Jeff, who put it out.

“Tristan, the computer has spoken.”

“Stupid technology...” Tristan muttered as he left.

“Technology is not stupid!” came Seto's voice from the Amerex tribe as Totama left tribal council for the fifth time.