𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - ⁿᵒᵃʰ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

its really cold over here

My upload schedule is gonna be chaotic sorry

also tw swearing?? Y'all help do I put this fic on mature bc it includes swearing?? Idk what makes a fic mature.

You sat on one side of economy class with your team, between Izzy and Tyler, while you listened to Leshawna and DJ talk about Harold. 'Not mad he's gone, dude was kinda a prick. Like a really nerdy prick." You thought. You leaned back, closing your eyes obviously still tired. Chris entered through the curtain door you got in economy class.

"How is everyone back here?" Chris walked in between team Chris and team victory, "Is what I'd ask if i cared! Make way!" Chris said to the losers of the last challenge. Opening your eyes only to see the dreaded Chris was not a pleasant sight and the others seemed to agree with you.

"Where are you taking us next? Can it please be somewhere where there is no pinball of any kind??" Leshawna leaned back to add dramatic effect to her eye roll.

"Or pandas!" DJ chimed in, his classic worried tone ever present after he had been 'cursed' in Egypt.

"Or candied fish tails." Noah leaned forward resting his elbow on his leg and his head in his hand. You peered forward slightly to look at him once you'd heard him speak. 'His voice is so smooth holy shit-' is all your brain could muster listening to him. The way he spoke seemed so effortless especially for a quiet guy. The not so sturdy plane hit a rough patch in the air and turbulence struck. The seatbelt sign flashed red as you all fiddled with the buckles by your waists.

Owen was screaming obnoxiously before you heard him fall into a fit of sleep, 'must've gone unconscious.' You pondered. It wasn't an out of character thing for Owen to do so you ignored it. You looked at the blondes, Bridgette and Izzy, opposite you either praying or crossing their fingers. Noah however was having more than enough troubles. While trying to buckles his seatbelt, the flimsy fabric had snapped leaving Noah with a displeased and annoyed look on his face.

"Perfect." You heard him mumble.

The plane did a perfectly shitty landing with everyone's bodies serging forward with the shear force of which the plane had created. Owen made sure to hold Noah back once he had gained consciousness, practically acting as his seatbelt. Once landed on a 45 degree angle, DJ was first to open the door and see the drop from the plane door to the snow covered ground. Unfortunately for him however, Leshawna had come right behind him pushing him forward into the snow. This created a domino effect of everyone being shoved face first into the snow and you were no exception. You were behind Tyler, with Izzy behind you. You were speaking to Izzy and ignoring the drop awaiting you so when Tyler stopped and you had shoved him forward accidentally, you heard his scream. You then stopped right beforeIzzy pushed you forward, landing face first in a pile of snow. You watched as Noah was crushed by Owen who left the plane last.

"Oh shit-' You said getting up from your position on the ground,"You alright Noah?' You said walking over to Owen lying flat on his stomach.

"Just peachy." A muffled Noah said. 'Poor guy.'

"Welcome to Yukon!" Chris declared motioning to the terrain around us. Chris stood in front decked out in full winter gear with a puffer coat, hood, gloves and snow goggles while rest of us stood there shivering. Obviously not prepared for the Yukon cold.

"Um hello! Where are our jackets??" Heather's teeth chattered while she spoke.

"Don't worry, i ordered coats for everyone." Chris smiled as all the constants cheered, "They won't be arriving for another few months however." All the cast groaned as Chris's grin grew wider.