His Princess (Bumblebee X Reader)

Chapter two

Your POV
We started pulling into a Porsche lot and my face scrunched up in disgust
"Really dad?" I asked while my brother got all excited
Our dad started laughing
"I'm not getting you a Porsche for your first car" He said as Sam's face fell and I smiled 'Thank you' I thought relived

We pulled into a lot with a lot of old cars and I smiled while my ungrateful brother started complaining
"What here?! No, no dad you said half a car not half a piece of junk! " Sam said as he got out of the car
"Ya know when I was your age I was happy with 4 wheels and an engine" Our dad said

"No sacrifice-" He was cut of by me and my brother "No victory yeah we know dad" We said
I started walking around while my brother continued to complain

I looked around nothing really interesting me until I saw a beautiful yellow and black Camaro and I smiled as I walked over to it

"SAM! " I yelled for my brother not taking my eyes off the car
"What? " He asked walking over to me
"What about this one? " I asked
"It's got racing stripes" He muttered looking at it
"Yeah it's got-" Bobby B cut himself off when he saw the car "what the heck is this? " He asked quietly

"Yo Manny! " He called
Someone stepped out of the shop "what boss? " He asked
"This car what is it? " He asked
"I don't know I've never seen that car before it's loco" He said walking back inside
"Don't go all Ricky Ricardo on me get over here and find out" He said

I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I went around and got in the passenger seat as my brother got in the drivers seat and I could've sworn I felt the seat heat up 'must be from the sun' I thought shrugging it off

"Feels good" Sam muttered as he wiped some dirt off the steering wheel and we saw a weird symbol
"What kind of symbol is that? " I asked
He shrugged
"How much" Our dad asked
"Well considering the custom semi-classic paint job-" He was cut off by my brother
"But the pains faded" He said
"Yeah but it's custom" He said
"Is custom faded? " He asked
I elbowed my brother in the stomach "shut up" I whispered-yelled at him

"Five-thousand" He said and I groaned
"Nope not going over four come on kids" Our father said
"Ok out the car" Bobby said
"Wait but you said car picks the driver" Sam protested
"Yeah well sometimes they pick a driver with a cheap father out the car" He said hitting the top of it
Sam and I got out while Bobby walked over to the beetle next to the Camaro

"Now here's a classic for four" He said
Our dad said something about another car with racing strips but my brother said he didn't want that one

"Cover your ears sweetheart" I heard the radio say and I covered my ears confused before a high pitch came from the car and shattered every other cars windows

Bobby looked around shocked and scared before he looked at us and held up four fingers "four-thousand" He said shakily