Protect And Punish | Transformers x Reader

Chapter 1

Dad: Where's Mark, dammit?

He asked with a high, joking tone.

Y/N: Should've taught your oldest son some manners.

Dad: Are you guys okay again? Or do you still have that little war of yours going on?

Y/N: He's still an asshole. The same old asshole that he was years ago.

Mom: Y/N!

She said shocked.

Mom: Don't call your brother that.

Y/N: Oh, come on. He's so self-righteous, it's ridiculous. I get that he's a cop but that not a reason to be a dick.

Mom: Y/N, what's up with all those cuss words lately?

Y/N: Let's just say I'm a free guy, I don't have to put up some fake manners to be liked by my parents and the state.

Dad: Y/N, you're still very young, your brother is a bit older, you'll get why he is how he is.

Y/N: Dad, he's only two years older, it's not that big of a-

A loud engine was heard from outside the house.

It did intrigue me, so I walked up to the window and looked outside, just like my dad did next to me.

We saw a black and white coloured police Mustang drive into our parent's property.

He parked his car right next to my yellow Camaro.

Y/N: Look how close he parks his ugly ass car to mine, he's gonna scratch the paint!

Dad: Calm down, he knows how to park...I hope.

Y/N: Why did he roll in with his duty car? Where's his normal one?

Dad: Probably crashed it while trying to park it.

He said before bursting into laughter.

Mark got out of his car and examined mine.

I opened the window and greeted him with a question.

Y/N: Ey! What are you looking at dumbass?!

Mom: Y/N!

Dad: Oh dear, no worries. Boys gonna be boys.

He said with a laugh.

Mark threw an unamused gaze at me.

Mark: That's one way to greet your older brother.

Y/N: There's another one.

I informed him before showing him the middle finger and closing the window again.

He thought that I went away, so he returned to examine my car.

It looks like the cool robot sign on the front of the car has caught his interest.

He looked over to his car and nodded.

Does this guy communicate with his car? Is he completely nuts now?

He gave his car a little wave before coming up to the house's front door and ringing the bell.

Mom: Y/N, could you be so kind and open the door for your brother?

Y/N: Of course, it's not like there's no one else in this house to do that.

Dad: We're old, we gotta go easy on our old bones, ey?

Y/N: Yeah...

I opened the door and was greeted by my slightly taller and way bigger brother, who threw a slight smile at me.