This was requested by @mery_0911, and happens in a TPOT AU.
"Wait! Please, stay with me!" Two called out to his contestants.
"Face it, with a new Dream Island, how are we supposed to not go back to Four's show?" Pin replied.
"B-but remember, you're battling for my power!"
"Mhm. Well, it's been nice knowing you, Two. But I'm going back to BFB."
"Grr! That's it, I'm having a chat with Four."
"Hmm... let me think... NO! This was my show to begin with, so I'm just taking back what's mine!"
"But this is my show! These contestants wanted to switch, unlike for you, where you forced them into your little game. You tortured them, you killed them, you trapped some of them for years! Your show is terrible compared to mine!"
"Well, too bad."
"Yeah, too bad!" X chimed in.
He had lost everything. His show, his contestants, and Gaty. Even Gaty had abandoned him. All 40 of his contestants had gone. But wait. Not all. Bomby, Bell, Needle and Barf Bag were still out there, somewhere.
"Hey, I'm- whoa, where's everyone?" Two looked up, to see someone who he had thought was long gone.
"Seriously, where did everyone go?" One asked.
"ONE? How? Why? I haven't seen you since..."
"Don't worry, you can talk about it."
"OK then. I haven't seen you since you were banished from the Number Playground. Wait, if you're here, then-"
"Oh, Three's gone. I don't know where she went."
"Phew. Anyways, why are you here?"
"Answer my question first. Why is this place empty?"
"Because Four just took all of my contestants."
"Four? You mean our Four? The one who banished me?"
"Yup... Foursie's the one who took them."
"So nobody's still here?"
"Nope. Well, there are four of them out there. Somewhere."
"I know where they are."
"You do? Where are they?"
"It's doesn't matter. Now-"
"Tell me."
"Ugh, fine. You're so impatient. They're in my realm."
"Your realm? So you took them? But how do you even know I am, well, was, hosting?"
"Simple. I've been watching you. And I've been causing a bit of havoc. The storm, mixing up the teams, taking a few contestants, the usual."
"Can you... give them back?"
"Hmm... no can do. Unless... you give me your power." Two was shocked. Maybe he should give it back. Just so he could at least host something. One could see the completely and utter mess he was in.
"Is... everything OK?"
"No! I've lost all that I've worked for. My contestants, my show, everything!" One watched as Two began to cry.
"You know, you're one of the nice ones. The contestants seemed to enjoy you much more than Four, and they only went back to BFB because there was a bigger prize. They're only setting themselves up for more torture."
"But... I have nothing! Nothing new to offer, unlike when I came in the middle of Four's silly game."
"Maybe you don't need them."
"Then... what should I do?"
"I'll tell you what. I'll release your contestants, but you will let me get your other 40 contestants back."
"But... that seems like a win-win."
"Are you gonna take it? Because I could just leave right now. Not that I'd want to," One offered, standing up.
"W- yeah, of course, but I just thought that-"
"Then it's settled. I'm going to go beat up Four now. Goodbye!"