You trudge up the mountain with the rest of Team Victory. Lindsay chatters in your ears about Tyler.

"Tyler's back!" she squeals, her bright blue eyes filled to the brim with excitement.

"What? Gurl, no way!" Leshawna humors Lindsay.

"Good for you, Lindsay!" you smile at her. Even if she wasn't a teammate, you'd still be happy for her. Plus, you know what it's like to be in love with someone on another team.

You look over at Cody, who is walking with Team Amazon. Sierra's practically breathing down his back. This makes you nervous; not because Cody would ever pick her over you, but because Cody is visibly unnerved by her stalker tendencies.

You wave over at Cody. He shyly grins back. Then Sierra hugs him fiercely and Cody's happiness is replaced by a look of pain.

You sigh loudly. Suddenly, Owen yells. He scrambles to the summit of the mountain. The rest of you follow behind. You're treated to the sight of Chris in traditional German garb, standing next to piles of raw meat. Owen immediately digs in.

"Easy tiger," Chris tells him as you approach. In his host-voice, Chris says, "Don't think of this as raw meat, think of this as raw building materials! Over 1500 species of sausage call Germany home, hence the theme of our most efficient challenge yet-"

"Shut up and stuff it!" Chef roars, appearing from behind a pile of meat. You exchange glances with DJ and Leshawna.

"Each team must make a giant German sausage by shoving meat into the grinder," Chris explains. You gaze upon the rusty mechanisms that you're being tasked to use. It's not the worst challenge in the world... But there's things you'd rather be doing. Like kissing Cody, for example.

When Chris dismisses you to the challenge, Team Victory hurries over to your meat grinder.

"Alright, DJ and [Y/N], you shovel!" Leshawna tosses you and DJ two shovels. "Lindsay, you stuff. I'll do the grindin'. Start believin' in the impossible, babies, 'cause this pig is about to fly."

"Alright!" you cheer, inspired by her words. You begin to shovel as quickly as possible. There's no way you're going to lose your first-ever challenge.

"Ewwwww!" Lindsay cries as the meat begins to process.

"It's okay girl, keep going!" you encourage her. As you shovel, you glance over at Team Amazon. Courtney and Heather are arguing. Cody is looking disgruntled. Sierra is building a meat-Cody. Gross.

You refocus on the challenge. A seagull suddenly lands on the meat. Seagulls?? In Germany??

"DJ, watch out for the-" you cry out, but it's too late to stop him. In one fluid motion, DJ chucks the bird into the meat grinder.

"What?" DJ gasps when he registers what he's just done. "No! No no no!" He runs over to Lindsay's side of the grinder and buries his face in the plastic tube of meat.

"Oh DJ, I'm so sorry-" you begin to say, but the bird suddenly pops its head out of the plastic. It's featherless and naked.

"Ga-ahhh!" Lindsay backs away in fright.

"He's alive!" DJ says with delight. "Maybe I'm not cursed after all."

Then the seagull pelts him with a wad of meat.

You resume your meat-tossing. Izzy passes by, Noah in her arms.

"Heheheh!" he chortles, pointing. "Cody has a tiny sausage."

"At least my team has a sausage!" Cody retorts. He stops grinding for a moment to glare at Noah, then his gaze shifts to you.

"Oh, you heard that?" he splutters, his cheeks turning as red as the meat.

You giggle. "You sure showed him, Cody."

"Yeah, well." Cody shrugs, trying to play it off.

"We're done!" Leshawna calls, tying off the end of the sausage. "Let's go!"

You and Team Victory push the sausage down the hill, mere seconds after Team Chris Is Really Really Really Hot leaves aboard Owen.

"Forget to mention!" Chris hollers as you begin your descent. "Watch out for the wild mountain goats! They're super deadly!"

"Oh no!" DJ shrieks. "Not goats!"

Your sausage sled quickly falls into speed next to Team CIRRRH.

"Duck!" Leshawna yells as a goat hurls itself at your sled.

"No, it's a goat," Lindsay corrects her. You pulls her down with you. DJ catches the goat.

"Easy fella, I'm not gonna hurt you," he says with feigned calm. He holds it up in the air, and it suddenly lodges in a tree branch. The goat is left behind as you speed down the hill.

DJ bursts into tears.

"At least it didn't kill us?" It's hardly the best consolation, but you have a challenge to win, for Pete's sake.

Leshawna's and Lindsay's erratic screams continue until you reach the base of the mountain. No one has died, surprisingly enough.

As you dismount the sausage, Team Amazon barrels past, a human snowball. The snowball dissolves, and they're left moaning and groaning in the snow.

"Cody!" you race over and help him up out of the snow.

"[Y/N]! Thanks!" Cody grins at you. You smile back.

Chris congratulates Team CIRRRH on their win, then begins explaining the next challenge. Behind him is a large wooden platform decorated with dance mats. "Onto part drei of today's challenge! Competitors must learn and perform a traditional German dance on this very platform. The mats are rigged to deliver a hilarious and painful jolt every time one of you missteps or I need a laugh. Last team standing- wins!"

"Hold on!" Leshawna snaps. "Where's the reward you promised?"

"Patience, miene flower," Chris hushes her.

"That's miene blume," Cody whispers in your ear.

"You speak German?" you ask, impressed.

"Took it freshman year," Cody replies, blushing.

"I love me a man who's educated," you say, winking at him. His blush deepens.

Meanwhile, Chris tosses a bunch of helmets at Team CIRRRH.

"Ugh, these way a ton," Noah groans, immediately dropping his helmet into the snow.

"Yes, yes they do," Chris snickers. "Team Victory!" You leave Cody and rejoin your team right as Chef tosses out four pairs of fuzzy flapped hats.

"Oh these are all the rage in Paris!" Lindsay gasps in delight.

"Yes!" you say, slipping the hat on your head. Cody gives you a thumbs up.

"And in last place, Team Amazon." Chef chucks green felt hats at them. They look like something Robin Hood would wear.

"Maybe it's reverse psychology," Sierra suggests, putting on her hat. "The losing team gets the best reward?" You roll your eyes.

"Whatever lets you sleep at night." Chris isn't amused either. He resumes addressing the entire cast. "Now, since Team Elusive Victory is down by one member, let's even things up. Team Amazon and Chris Is Really Really Really Hot, three dance, two sit out. Team Victory, two dance, two sit out."

"Three against two? How is that fair?" DJ asks.

"I'm not following, either," you agree.

"You're kidding, right?" Chris smirks like he's done you a favor. He turns his attention to Team Amazon. "And which member of the losing team must wear the penalty hosen?"

Cody whispers something in Sierra's ear, and she begins hopping excitedly. "Me, Chris! Pick me!"

"Funny," Chris says, stroking his chin. "I was gonna make you wear them, but now that you want to... Cody! Congratulations!"

You flinch as Chef tosses the lederhosen at Cody's face.

"Noooo!" Cody wails.

A few minutes later, Cody's wearing the German underwear, a defeated look on his face.

"Hey," you say, winking at him. "You don't look that bad."

"Really?" Cody perks up. You nod reassuringly, then you look at your team.

"I want to dance!" you announce. "I want to prove that I can help you guys win!"

"That's sweet, gurl," Leshawna places her hand on your shoulder and gives you a warm smile. "DJ, you sit out then."

DJ protests, "But-"

"No way am I missing out on a chance to shake some of this!" Leshawna rubs her booty, obviously her prize possession.

You walk onto the platform and take the mat opposite Leshawna.

"Good luck!" Cody calls to you from where he's standing with Noah.

"You too!" You wave at him.

Then you watch Chris intently, waiting for the challenge to begin.