McQueen:

Lightning got out of his car after some practice on the dirt track outside Radiator Springs and took off his racing helmet before asking me,

"How did I do?"

"A minute and a half! Not bad!" I checked the stopwatch I had which I used to keep track of how long it would take for him to do a lap around the track as fast as he could without crashing or making a mistake.

"Alright!" Said Lightning in enthusiasm. "It's getting pretty late. How about we go back into town. I'll treat you to dinner tonight if you want."

"Sounds good to me!" But just as we were about to walk back to Lightning's car, I heard a distant rumbling noise, and I had to yell "GET DOWN!" To him as a huge landslide of rock and dust came our way, big enough to crush us, and I pushed him out of the way just in the nick of time, and ended up landing on top of him. Once the landslide passed, he looked up at me and blushed while saying,

"Thanks, [your name]! I think you just saved my life!"

And we kissed, while I smiled to myself, knowing that we only narrowly escaped death together.

Mater:

We were stood together overlooking Radiator Springs and the valley below from the cliff face on the hillside. I said to him,

"This view... it's so beautiful..."

"Yeah, it is a pretty sight!" Mater agreed with me as we held hands.

"Especially how sunny and clear the sky is today. That adds to the beauty." I added.

"I wasn't talkin' about the view when I said there was a pretty sight." Mater looked at me and raised his eyebrows in a flirtatious way. "But it's still gorgeous, I'll admit." But just as I was about to kiss him, the part of the cliff face that Mater was standing on fell away, and Mater started to fall down the mountain after the falling rock when I managed to grab him by the end of his tow cable, which he always carried with him. I struggled to hold it, but after a minute, I pulled him back up and away from the cliff edge, then he looked down at me flirtatiously and said,

"Look at you. Savin' my life."

Then we shared a kiss, glad that I was able to save him from imminent death.

Finn:

We walked together through the woods on a rather beautiful summer's day when the tree leaves and flowers were in full bloom. For most of the time, I saw that Finn had his hands behind his back for some reason, until after he picked a yellow rose from a nearby bush, and then he took his hand out from behind his back and it turned out that he'd bunched together a red rose, a white one and a yellow one. He held them out to me, and I took them in my hand before saying,

"Finn, these are beautiful! Thank you!"

"They are quite a gorgeous sight, but they're nowhere near as beautiful as you, [your name]." He replied flirtatiously. Then, right when we were about to share a kiss, I heard something being shot out of nowhere, and I saw Finn's facial expression change to one of pure horror.

"Finn? What's wrong?" I asked. "What's happening?"

He was clearly unable to speak because of what was happening to him, but he managed to point a shaking finger at his right arm, and then he let out a yell of pain and fell to the floor. I saw what he was pointing at: there was a syringe lodged into his right arm filled with what I recognised as Liquid Cyanide. He was a spy, after all, so it was understandable that people would want him dead. A small amount of it had already injected out of it and into his arm, but I quickly ripped it out of his arm and threw it onto the ground, then I crushed it to pieces under the heel of my shoe. I could hear Finn breathing rapidly and heavily, and his breaths became even more shallow every time. I leaned forward and listened to his heartbeat, and found out that his heartbeat was growing slower and slower by the second.

But I knew what to do: I reached inside my bag and pulled out the antidote Finn had given me once. He said that C.H.R.O.M.E had perfected it to cure almost every type of illness or poison, but it takes months to make, and they'd only made small amounts of it, so it was only to be used in a life-or-death situation. And this was clearly one of those life-or-death situations, so I poured it into a small syringe I'd also brought with me, and I injected it into his chest.

"Come on..." I muttered. "Come on, Finn, don't you dare die on me. Please. Come on, take the medicine... take the medicine..."

A few seconds passed before I saw Finn open his eyes a fraction. Then his eyes opened fully and he said, breathing normally,

"Thanks, [your name]." Then he smiled.

"Finn! Thank god you're okay!" I said, almost crying with relief. And I hugged him tightly before he embraced me, too.

Siddeley:

We ran together in a huge empty field near my house surrounded by the woods, having lots of fun together and having a romantic afternoon out, and we'd sat down at the side of the field underneath a tree, watching the sunset, but right when I was about to kiss Siddeley, I heard something coming and yelled,

"Duck!" And I pulled Sid down, a bullet only narrowly skimming the top of his hair. We turned round to see an assassin with a rifle, trying to shoot me and him. Sid's a C.H.R.O.M.E agent, so to me it was no wonder people out there wanted him dead. We ducked down behind the tree, and I asked, "What do we do?"

"[your name], just stay here." Sid replied, and got his gun out. "I'll come back for you, I promise." Then he planted a kiss on my forehead before running off to deal with the assassin, leaving me feeling worried about what might happen next, but also glad that I'd managed to save him from getting a bullet through the head a minute ago.