Hi! I am taking over this story from Wildlife Warrioress, AKA CarlaVelosoWolf. I will try to get all the chapters up soon! Thanks!

It was a beautiful night at Radiator Springs, and everyone was celebrating the successful running of the first ever Radiator Springs Prix.

McQueen was looking up into the stars. Mater noticed. "What's the matter, buddy?"

McQueen looked over to his friend. "Nothing, Mater, I...I just wonder how Doc would feel about this. You know, about having an international race held right here in Radiator Springs."

"I'm sure that he will like it very much."

"I hope so."

Mater looked around. He spotted a group of race-cars. "Hey, instead of mourning over Doc, why don't you go talk to your racing pals over there? I'm sure Doc would rather have you enjoying yourself rather than mourning over him."

McQueen looked at the group Mater indicated to. "You're right, Mater. See ya, buddy." He drove over to the group of race-cars.

The first car that the American spotted within the group was Carla. He then noticed Francesco, Shu and Raoul - all flirting with the Brazilian. "So, uhh, how is everybody enjoying the party?" he asked.

Carla was the first to respond. "It's very good. Not like what we have in Brazil, though. In Brazil, we would be dancing the night away!" With that, she did a little dance move - which caught the attention of the others quicker than the speed of light.

"Francesco is enjoying this-a party very much. Of course, it is-a even better since Francesco won the race!"

McQueen rolled his eyes. "It was a close race! A photo-finish!"

"Yes, but Francesco still-a beat McQueen-"

Shu drove between the two rivels. "Ok, let's not argue over this. And to answer the party question, it's awesome!"

Raoul replied next. "Yes, this is a great party! There's nothing better than ending a racing day with a party!"

Rip, who was hiding behind the others, smiled. "This is fun. I've never been to a party outside of New Rearendia before. It's sorta different, but in a good way. It's neat to experience different cultures. That's how we all come to accept each other."

"Oh, hi Rip. I didn't see you back there," McQueen greeted.

"I think he's shy," Carla said. "He's been hiding behind those three the whole time."

"So what have you guys been talking about?"

"Ah, those guys are just flirting with me and showing off, that's all."

"What's flirting?" Rip asked.

"Hey Carla, watch this!" Raoul balanced on the two wheels of his right side.

Carla giggled. "You see what I mean?"

McQueen was watching the French race-car. "Yes, I see. I'll admit, Raoul is talented. I could never do that!"

Francesco was jealous of Raoul getting all of the attention. He grabbed a soccer ball, and started to bounce it around on his body.

Carla noticed. "Wow, Francesco, you're so talented!"

Now Shu wanted Carla's attention. He started to show off his Japanese martial arts moves. It quickly caught Carla's attention, and fascinated her.

Rip sighed. He looked around the town, and saw Mater driving backwards. An idea came up in his head. The New Rearendian race-car started an attempt to drive backwards.

Carla saw him. "Wow, Rip, I never knew that you could drive backwards!"

Shu stopped showing off so he could see. He, Carla, and the others watched.

Rip noticed, and sped up. But he was not paying attention to where he was going. "I can't believe it! I'm actually driving backwards! This is awe-EEK!" Rip had fallen downhill and landed in one of Red's flower fields. He got dirt and flowers all over him. The New Rearendian grinned sheepishly, his cheeks growing red with embarrassment.

Everyone started to laugh. This made Rip feel even more embarrassed - and ashamed of himself. He started to cry.

It took a few moments before someone noticed. "Rip, are you alright?" Carla asked in worry as she drove down the hill to help her friend.

"I don't have any talents like Raoul and Francesco and Shu!" Rip weeped. "Even Mater has more talent than me! I'm talentless! I'm not special! "

"Oh Rip, of course you're special. You've very special," Carla comforted.

By then the others have noticed, and drove down hill. "It doesn't matter if you have a talent of not," Raoul added. "You're one cool car, and that's all that matters!"

"Really?" the New Rearendian asked, wiping tears from his "cheeks."

"Yeah. Rip always-a manages to make-a Francesco and his friends-a happy," Francesco replied.

Shu came to a realization. "Say, I just realized something! Rip, you do have a talent!"

"I do?" Rip asked. "It doesn't seem like I do..."

"You do, but it's not something that can be shown off like ours is. Your talent is the ability to always make us happy."

"And really, that's a more special talent than all of ours combined," Raoul added.

Rip smiled. "Thanks guys. Except...now I feel foolish!"

"Why?" McQueen asked, concerned.

"Cause...I drove right into these flowers. I wasn't looking where I was going cause I was stupid enough to think that I could drive backwards."

"You're not-a stupid," Francesco said.

"Plus, you look so cute with those flowers on you," Carla admitted.

Rip smiled sheepishly again.

"And if it'll make you feel any better, Francesco made the same mistake of driving into a field of plants the other day. Except, they weren't flowers..." McQueen told Rip.

This certainly cheered up Rip greatly, knowing that he wasn't the only car to drive into a plant field. "Really? What kind of plants were they?"

"Cactus."

"Cactus? you mean those prickly cool-looking plants?"

"Yeah. The spiny ones."

Rip couldn't help but laugh. "Hahahahahahahaha that's so funny hahahahaha! Did he cry?"

McQueen smiled slyly. "Yes...he was crying...just imagine: the great Francesco Bernoulli, crying and screaming in pain just from some cactus spines!"

Rip laughed even more. The other cars joined him.

Francesco was glaring at McQueen. "Francesco did not-a cry from-a falling into those cacti."

"Right...then explain all the screaming I heard when you fell into the cactus and were having those cacti pulled out of you."

Francesco rolled his eyes and sighed.

"It's ok to admit that you cried," Rip said after he calmed down from the laughing. "I cry from pain all of the time!" Then Rip giggled from a thought he just had. "So Francesco, just curious, did you have cactus spines stuck in ya rear?"

Now it was Francesco's turn to smile sheepishly. "Si...a few..."

Rip bursted into uncontrollable laughter. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahaha that is so funny hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! That is epically hilarious beyond the limit of epic hilarity! Hahahahaha!"

Everyone, even Francesco, couldn't help but laugh extensively over Rip's comment. The laughter and the joking lasted for about five minutes.

After she had finished laughing, Carla drove up to McQueen. "McQueen, I have a question that I need to ask."

The Piston Cup winner took a few moments to calm down. "Yeah Carla. What is it?"

They drove away from the group before Carla asked her question. "Well, if you haven't noticed, Francesco, Shu and Raoul all really like me; I think Rip does too, but is too shy to let me know. And when I say 'like' I mean more then just friendship. Anyway, I like all of them, but I'm just afraid that if I show my affection back to them, I will offend them cause I might show more affection to one more than the other, and I don't know what to do. I want to show my affection, but I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings. What should I do?"

McQueen looked at her blankly. "I don't know, Carla. I mean, I only have one girlfriend, so I don't know. I'm sorry."

"What do you guys need help with? Miguel asked. He, Schnell, and Nigel drove over to the two cars.

"Long story short, I want to show my affection to Francesco, Rip, Shu, and Raoul, but I don't want to offend them by doing it in front of the others. What should I do?"

The three race-cars thought for a moment. "Perhaps you could go out with all of them - one at a time, of course." Nigel suggested.

"Except that seems very naughty." Schnell mentioned.

"Not really, assuming that she only dates them and nothing else." Miguel said.

Carla smiled. "That is a wonderful idea. Thanks guys. And by the way, who said that I couldn't be a little bad?"

"Uhh...I don't think your crew chief Cruz would be too happy about that." Nigel said.

"True, and he can be pretty strict when I disobey him. Well, thanks for the dating suggestion. See you guys." Carla drove over to her four friends. "So would you guys like to go out on a date with me?"

"Yes!" All four cars replied, in their native languages.

"Great." She and her four friends drove off, discussing the details of the dates.

Schnell watched them drive away. "This is going to be interesting..."

And interesting it will be...