Transformers x reader insert || Almost easy (On pause)

Chapter 1.3

The shaken up man took the money from the older man after he had signed the papers, happy to get rid of the mysterious Camaro that showed up out of nowhere. He would check the security cameras as soon as the little family had left, at least he would've if they didn't break as well during the accident. Meanwhile an argument broke out between the twins, fighting over who would be the first to drive the striped beauty, and bring him home. "I'm older." "By twelve minutes." Ron sighed, and gave the bickering siblings a warning glare. It wasn't the first time they had that exact argument, and he was sure it wouldn't be the last time either. The glare went unnoticed by the both of them, as they were too busy glaring at each other. "Exactly, besides girls can't park." "Says who?" "Society." "That's bullshit, besides at least I didn't fail a thousand times to get my licence." Bobby stared awkwardly at the two as he prayed the two would hurry up and get the car away from him, it was getting too much for him. "Enough you two." Their father had heard enough, finally he got the teens attention. "Make a decision and hurry up, we don't have all day." Sam was the first to move towards the Camaro as he slowly walked backwards. "Fine." He mumbled before turning fully towards the car. "Winner drives, -Hey !" (Y/n) was a step ahead of him as she was already getting closer to the car. "Loser takes the passenger seat." She finished reaching the car and opening the driver's door with a smile on her face. Sam groaned in annoyance as he reached the passenger side.

"All right Mojo, I got the car. Now I need the girl." (Y/n) looked up from her book, raising an eyebrow. "And exactly how are you hoping to do that?" Sam jumped back with a yelp, only now acknowledging his sister's presence in the room. "Since when- Whatever, now that I got a car, girls will probably be dying to go for a ride with me." A laugh escaped the girl's mouth, which turned into a fit of giggles within a second. "Yeah right." Sam opened his mouth to argue but decided against it and turned around to grab his wallet. "I'd need money to take out the girl." He opened it and to his disappointment it was empty. "(Y/n) can I-?" He was cut off before he could ask his younger sibling for some money. "Nope." The boy clicked his tongue in exasperation before running up the stairs heading to his room, where his laptop was located. The (H/c) girl looked after him until he disappeared behind the wall. She turned her head, glancing at the clock before putting her book on the coffee table in front of her and got up from her comfortable position on the couch. Reaching her arms above her and leaning back until she heard and felt that satisfying pop from her shoulders. She hummed with satisfaction before heading towards the kitchen to grab a glass of her favorite drink. "All right, I know you get wasted on these things, but if you piss on my bed again, you're sleeping outside. Okay. Take (Y/n)'s bed instead." The walls in the house weren't exactly soundproof, allowing (Y/n) to listen to his conversation with Mojo as she filled her glass. "That's it for today. No more. Crackhead." The stairs creaked as Sam walked down. "Take (Y/n)'s bed instead." The younger sibling mocked as Sam walked into the kitchen. "Fuck you, Sam." He smiled innocently at her before walking outside. "Jerk." She breathed as she placed the now empty glass on the counter, before following her older brother outside.

"Ron, this one is uneven." Judy complained as she stepped onto a crooked part of the path Ron was placing. "Yeah, probably." He replied without actually looking back to examine the problem. Sam glanced at his parents before heading straight for the yellow Camaro. "This one is wobbly." "Yeah. I'll take care of that real soon." (y/n) rolled her eyes as she walked over the little path her parents were making. "Couldn't we have hired a professional?" "Sam." Ron completely ignored his wife's question as he squinted his eyes at his son, in annoyance and because of the fact that the sun was shining in his eyes. "What?" Completely oblivious to the fact that there was a path, Sam had walked over the grass, much to Ron's dismay as he had been working on the path since he and the twins came back from picking up the car. "I do not like footprints on my grass." Sam looked behind him, trying to find the mentioned footprints. "That's why I built my path. So why don't you go from my grass onto my path, okay?" "It's family grass, dad." Ron sat up straight, looking at Sam with a frown on his face. "Well when you own your own grass, you'll understand. Besides (Y/n) uses the path." Neglecting his fathers protests, he turned to Mojo, who had left the house during the little argument and climbed the ladder, noticing the sparkles around his doghouse. "This... I can't do this anymore. You're putting girl jewelry on a boy dog." With a sigh (Y/n) walked over to the Camaro, sitting down on the hood of the car as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. "What?" Judy asked as she looked between Sam and the dog. "He's got enough self-esteem issues as a Chihuahua, mom." "That's his bling, (Y/n) a little help here?" The teen raised her hands in defense. "Not a part of this mom, besides Mojo and self-esteem issues. He acts like he's a Anatolian Shepherd, he's a demon disguised as a Chihuahua." Both Sam and Judy shared a look, before shaking their heads as the tiny dog growled at the girl. "Right, last time we're letting you watch a horror movie." Ron chuckled before getting back to his precious path. Sam mumbled something under his breath as he walked over to the car. "Off." (Y/n) indeed got off but got into the passenger's seat. "Why are yo-?" He got cut off as Judy placed her hands on her hips. "I want you both home at eleven!" The passenger side window rolled open, making the young girl look at it with confusion. "Yeah, alright." Sam answered as he inserted the car keys. "Eleven!" "Please, for the love of God, drive safely. You have (Y/n) with you!" Judy waved at the mentioned girl, who just gave her a look of disappointment. "Seat belts on!" Both Sam and (Y/n) waved her off as Sam started the car. They drove away, leaving black smoke behind. "Wow, you are so cheap." Judy looked at her husband, who just shrugged in response. "Well, it's their first car. It's supposed to be like that." The woman shook her head before heading inside, taking off her gardening gloves in the process. "So why exactly did you tag along?" Sam eventually questioned as he sped to Miles' house. "I was bored, besides after this week I could use a good laugh." She explained as she leaned back comfortably in the passenger's seat. Her brother glanced at her with a raised eyebrow. "With that you mean?" "Seeing you fail at asking out girls." The radio buzzed, it almost sounded like laughter. "Weird, but okay, rude. I'm not talking to you anymore." (y/n) huffed in amusement, a smile on her face. "Right."