Lilith, the Beetle's date card read. Let's just talk together.

It was exactly what she wanted. Her and Fillmore met in the meditation field where he offered her a can of some of his organic fuel. Their conversation eventually resulted in an exchange of conspiracy theories.

"Bigtire EXISTS. I know it. I've seen his tire treads before!"

"The ghostlight as well, man!"

"Nothing good ever happens to me. It's because of the fuel pumps… I know it."

"Those oil companies are trying to shut us down, to keep the truth from coming out! I know they're responsible for trying to drive us out of business!"

"I'm telling you, that Dinoco car is everywhere."

"He is," Fillmore agreed. It felt amazing to spend time with Lilith. Both of them functioned on the same level. "Almost like there's two of them."

"A twin," Lilith's eyes widened.

They swapped conspiracy theories for a while longer before Lilith finally gathered together her courage. She told him just before they entered the mansion grounds.

"Fillmore," the Beetle said softly. "I love you, man."

She tentatively drove towards him and kissed him on the side.

"Thanks, Lilith," Fillmore smiled, snuggling up to the smaller car. "I love you, too."

Karin, I know you're missing home.

That was all the Opel Rekord had to go on for her date. She was curious, but trusted Fillmore completely. In fact, she found him a breath of fresh air in this strange culture. In a country driven by technology, he was natural, calm, and laid back.

With some help from Angela, Fillmore had found the perfect place to take the German on a date. It was a helicopter's ride away, but would be worth it.

Karin beamed as she drove into Disney World's Germantown. It was just like home! Little store windows showed all of the German things she had missed. It wasn't overly commercialized like the rest of the country. Although there was a hustle and bustle of little cars all around her, Karin didn't mind the chaos one bit. She went into every store and talked to the locals who were working there in German.

She finally remembered Fillmore and drove out to look for him. He was standing by a fountain, two beers ordered for them.

"Fillmore, dis is fantastic!" Karin beamed, taking a sip.

"I thought you'd enjoy it," Fillmore beamed at her excitement.

"Ja, I am!" Although they had the whole of Disney World's Epcot center at their disposal, Karin was content to sit in the little Germany corner, beaming while listening to the bouncy music.

Up on one of the buildings, Bill sat filming the whole thing, enjoying the Beer he had gotten himself. Angela wasn't impressed at the lack of champagne or all the screaming children.

"Thank you for bringing me here," Karin finally said. "It is nice to see a little bit of home again."

"Anything for you, Kar," Fillmore said smoothly, gently helping a little car down from the edge of the fountain. Karin watched the small family chatting happily as they drove away.

"I sometimes wonder," she thought out loud. "If I'll ever fit in. It is so strange is America, so big and loud."

"It's the corporate giants and capitalism," the Volkswagen explained. "They don't define the real America. If you want to come see us for who we truly are, come to Radiator Springs."

"Zat is the small town you are from, is it not?" Karin asked curiously.

"Yip," Fillmore nodded. "I think all you ladies should come visit. It's a place where we can all be ourselves without any rules made by producers."

"I would like that," Karin replied. "But my accent. Will it not stick out?"

"Of course it will," the van said slowly. "But Kar, there's nothing wrong with it. Wherever you go, you radiate goodness. Keep being who you are. The whole town will love to get to know you."

The date ended sooner than Karin would have liked and Angela quickly interviewed her.

"What do you think about him now?" the hostess asked

"I think…" Karin smiled slightly. "I'm really starting to like him. He's very kind."

Finally, Angela thought to herself. If Lilith and Karin were both falling for Fillmore, there was hope for the final rose ceremony yet.

For one season, and one season alone, it became socially acceptable to watch the Bachelor. Critics called it 'refreshing' and 'an eye opener'. The views reached new heights as most of the Piston Cup racers tuned in. It was off season - not much else to do. Hashtags flew around Twitter as sides began to form as to which lady would be perfect for Fillmore. Or, more importantly, which lady would fit into the racing scene. #PickYourSide was Mater's favourite and he wholeheartedly believe that Karin was the one for Fillmore. Lightning believed it should be Lilith.

"Knowing Fillmore he'll probably pick both of them," Sheriff grumbled. "He's already invited half the country to Radiator Springs."

"It's good publicity,' Ramone defended the hippie, happy that the town had already been mentioned several times.

"Oh, he'll have to pick only one," Sally agreed. "That hostess won't let it go that far. Not during the final ceremony."

Not even the Weathers family were immune to the temptation of seeing hilarity and ended up in the living room together whenever the show played. They all chuckled at the ridiculous Dinoco twin theory.

"A twin, Tex," Strip quipped. "Where do you keep him?"

"Locked in a cupboard upstairs," Tex replied without missing a beat.

Bobby, Brick and Junior even made bumper stickers and started treating the whole thing like a football match instead of a reality tv show. Doc could only shake himself in disbelief. What was the world coming to?

They were back in the meditation field, Fillmore's favourite date location. It was a group date and all four contestants were parked in a circle, expecting to meditate again. Everly felt like she could use a good nap.

"Today," Fillmore started slowly. "We're going to talk about fears."

The contestants glanced at each other, a little confused.

"Fears?" Li asked. "What do you mean?"

"Fears," Fillmore said slowly. "Like your fear of water."

The Datsun backed up a smidgen, not liking the fact that Fillmore had noticed it. Or that it had been mentioned.

"I'm only scared of it if it's rising," she murmured. Lilith came beside her and nudged her tire in a comforting way.

"Hey, Li, it's ok," she soothed. "I'm afraid of heights… and fuel pumps."

"Good, Lilith, good," Fillmore nodded before turning to the other two contestants.

"I do not like driving over 50 miles per hour," Karin volunteered. "Or uncultured Russian cars." She gave an involuntary little shiver at the thought of them.

"I used to be afraid of being seen as guyish," Everly spoke up. "But that ain' going to happen now. You've gotta be dumber than a box of lugnuts to think this is guyish." She nodded towards her new paint job.

"Good, Everly, good," Fillmore said encouragingly. "Anything else?"

The truck thought for a while longer.

"Bein' stuck in the big city," she admitted with no shame.

Seeing the rest of her fellow contestants admit to their fears so easily, Li felt encouraged.

"I also don't like earthquakes or hurricanes," she admitted softly.

"Or Dracucar!" Lilith jumped forward. "He's terrifying."

"Thank you all for being so honest," Fillmore looked at them gratefully. "Now we're going to work through several mental exercises to help you face all of these fears. Together, we can conquer them and put them all behind us."

The rest of the date consisted of them taking deep breaths, running through scenarios together, and trying to conquer their fears.

Angela really wasn't impressed at all. For some reason the views were shooting through the roof meaning the public was seeing something in Fillmore that they liked. She sure couldn't see it.

Unbeknownst to the hostess, a Jeep in the forest was having a completely different reaction to the fears date.

"Yes!" Sarge exclaimed excitedly as he watched the episode with Luigi and Guido. "This is it! Exactly what we needed. Fillmore, you're an idiot!"

"He's trying to help them," Luigi deadpanned, watching the Jeep grab a notebook. Sarge shushed them until the episode was finished.

"He may think he's helping them," the Jeep smirked. "But tomorrow night we'll see which one of them has really 'conquered' their fears."

"Yes, yes," Luigi rolled his eyes. He'd been so done with this 'mission' before it had even started. Now that Bianca was gone he really didn't care what they did, so long as they didn't hurt anybody.

"Guido," Sarge glanced towards the forklift. "Come with me, we've got some planning to do."

Together the two drove towards the pile of tools Sarge had brought with them. The Jeep started planning, talking animatedly with Guido. Luigi left them, happy that at least Guido was enthusiastic.

He was so ready to go home.

Veteran's day. Sarge had been waiting for this since the beginning of the silly reality tv show. Of course, the stupid producers didn't see any reason to stop the show, or even mention the special holiday. With this final attack, he would get rid of all the contestants and have a little petty revenge as well. This night, the veteran decided, would be The Bachelor's Waterloo.