I Feel Like A Disney Princess

This is the fifth episode of Wafflefreak's sixth season, Survivor: Anambas - The Butterfly Effect.

Monarch Tribe
The episode opens to a shot of the clear, cloudless sky. The stars twinkle high about the Anambas Islands as the moon illuminates the water below. A quick clip is shown of a rat, coming up to the camera lens and giving it a sniff, before things focus onto camp, where Rick stands illuminated by the fire. He stokes the flames, backs off from the fury of the hissing sparks, then takes a seat on the edge of the shelter.

Rick: (Sighs) What a long night.

As he twiddles his thumbs, something catches his attention from the corner of his eye. It's Candy's bag, which she had been too confident to worry about taking with her to tribal council. He chuckles to himself, looks around, then decides to take a peak inside.

Rick: I doubt she has an idol, but you never know...

As he opens it up and shuffles through its contents, Rick pulls out a padded bikini top. He instantly smirks to the camera.

Rick (Chuckling): With as much silicon she has hanging from her chest, the woman doesn't need padded tops.

He glances back down, exclaiming, 'oh my god', as he reaches in and pulls out one of her bikini bottoms, also padded. Rick buries his face into his hands, cracking up with laughter.

Rick (Jokingly): (Shakes head) She really is an L.A. girl.

The scene changes as the moon is shown, slowly rising higher and higher in the sky, before things with Rick pick back up again, as he slowly and carefully makes his way through the dark jungle brush.

Rick: Ugh, I can't see a damn thing.

He walks over to a nearby tree, which branches jolt out from its top in a jagged way, making it stand out from the rest standing tall around him. He scopes it out, walking around, then kneels down and begins to dig around at the base; nothing. He wipes his hands clean, sighs, and continues on.

A brief montage is shown as Rick searches for salvation in the dark, looking at the base of trees, within hallow logs, under rocks, and along the sides of a small creek, but alas he doesn't have any luck finding the idol. He drags his feet slowly down a pathway, trying his best not to trip and fall, with his arms extended out before him.

Rick: I can't see anything.

Suddenly, the tree with the butterfly symbol carved into its side comes into view. Unfortunately for Rick, due to the darkness of the night, he cannot see this and continues on his way, right passed what he seeks.

Back at camp, Rick stands with his hands placed onto his hips, looking up at the Monarch tribe flag. He's more determined than ever to use this time alone to his advantage. Rick unties each corner, pulling down the flag, and walking over near the shelter with it where he wraps it along the end of a decent sized stick. Trying to create a homemade torch to light his way through the jungle, Rick dips the tip with the flag wrapped around it into the fire. It ignites quickly, burning and causing parts of the flag to come undone.

Rick (Startled): Ah, oh no!

The burning flag, which now drapes from the stick while burning, completely unwravels and falls into the fire, causing a large bright flame until the fabric burns away into ash.

Rick is left standing beside the fire pit, in utter disbelief.

Rick (Annoyed): You've got to be kidding me.

Astonished, he then looks up, having heard the muffled voices of his tribe mates returning to camp from Tribal Council. Rick dashes over to the shelter and takes a seat, looking as if he's been innocently awaiting their return. One by one the five other members of the Monarch tribe carry their lit torches from the beach and into camp. Each passing by the missing flag, most glancing up at the lonely poles as they do. Rick watches as Leroy leads the group back into camp, giving him a smile of appreciation, as he's followed by 'Ebonie', Candy, an upset looking Stacy, and finally Khalid, whom he had expected to have been voted out. Upon seeing Geoff was not with them, Rick quickly blinks, needing to have a second look.

Rick (curiously): ...Hey guys...

Candy gives him a smile as she sets her torch against a nearby tree, as does everyone else, Stacy in particular sets hers down with force. The rattle caused by this makes everyone's head to turn in her direction, as she camera hones in on Stacy's face; her eyes are teary, red, and puffy, as the snot running from her nostrils glistens on her upper lip in the moonlight. She takes her buff off from around her head and uses it as a tissue, blowing her nose into it. This causes Leroy to scrunch up his face in a grotesque way.

Already curious for answers to the most obvious of questions, as he hadn't been filled in on the plan to save Khaled and flip on Geoff, Rick makes eye contact with Candy, who gives him a subtle nod. She walks over near the fire, passing by Rick as she does, whispering to him, 'we'll talk later.' Hearing this, Rick tries to remain inconspicuous and looks to the ground.

Sniffling, Stacy then clears her throat, and walks over to where the rest of the tribe has gathered around the fire to absorb its heat and enjoy the light it throws. She paces around the outline of the group with her arms crossed, looking for a spacious gap to claim as her own where she doesn't have to be too close to those she's most hurt by at the moment.