Manners Maketh Man (TFA! Various x Cybertronian! Reader)

Reads 448
Votes 15
Parts 3
Time 8m

Reads 448
Votes 15
Parts 3
Time 8m

I stopped walking just as I reached the pub's front doors as all emotion disappeared from my face. I looked over to one of the photos hanging on the wall and watched the reflection of what's behind me, and the gang looked like as if they were getting ready to beat up the young kid.
    
    "Manners..." I started, reaching up to the first lock on the upper part of the doors, gaining the groups attention away from the poor lad.
    
    "Maketh..." I reached up to the second lock on the other door as the group made their way towards me, with only 7 ft. distance between us.
    
    "Man." I finished as I reached down to the lock by the door's handles.
    
    "Do any of you have even the slightest idea of what that means? If not..." I rhetorically asked with a slight chuckle at the end with a small smirk. The group of troublesome teens gave each other confused glances as I adjusted my grip on my umbrella, holding onto the end tip of it.
    
    "Then here's a demonstration."
    
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    C/n. an old friend of Ultra Magnus back then before the war. When the war started, C/n and a handful of femmes were sent off of Cybertron for their own safety and were put in stasis. When the ship landed on an unknown planet, C/n was the only survivor and was heavily injured. But she was then found and fixed by a secret organization called Kingsman and was trained by them, joining their forces.
    
    What will be in store in the future, especially when she unknowingly steals Cybertronian sparks, both Autobot and Decepticon alike.All Rights Reserved

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I stopped walking just as I reached the pub's front doors as all emotion disappeared from my face. I looked over to one of the photos hanging on the wall and watched the reflection of what's behind me, and the gang looked like as if they were getting ready to beat up the young kid.
    
    "Manners..." I started, reaching up to the first lock on the upper part of the doors, gaining the groups attention away from the poor lad.
    
    "Maketh..." I reached up to the second lock on the other door as the group made their way towards me, with only 7 ft. distance between us.
    
    "Man." I finished as I reached down to the lock by the door's handles.
    
    "Do any of you have even the slightest idea of what that means? If not..." I rhetorically asked with a slight chuckle at the end with a small smirk. The group of troublesome teens gave each other confused glances as I adjusted my grip on my umbrella, holding onto the end tip of it.
    
    "Then here's a demonstration."
    
    🍷🍷🍷
    
    C/n. an old friend of Ultra Magnus back then before the war. When the war started, C/n and a handful of femmes were sent off of Cybertron for their own safety and were put in stasis. When the ship landed on an unknown planet, C/n was the only survivor and was heavily injured. But she was then found and fixed by a secret organization called Kingsman and was trained by them, joining their forces.
    
    What will be in store in the future, especially when she unknowingly steals Cybertronian sparks, both Autobot and Decepticon alike.

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