Y/N L/N used to be your average magic-user teenager, that was until his family did something terrible and as a result of it everyone Y/N knew, even his girlfriend at the time, started to hate him and they bullied him to the point he became emotionle...
Bobby: "Gentleman. Bobby Bolivia, like the country except without the runs. How can I help?"
F/N: "Well we're buying my son here his first car."
Bobby: "You come to see me?"
Y/N: "You're the closest one to where we live."
Bobby: "That practically makes us family. Uncle Bobby B baby, Uncle Bobby B."
I then shake his hand.
Y/N: "Y/N."
Bobby: "Y/N, let me talk to you."
He then puts his arm around my shoulders and we walk to where he has all the cars for sale.
Bobby: "Y/N, your first enchilada of freedom awaits underneath one of those hoods. Let me tell you something son. The driver don't pick the car. The car pick the driver. It's a mystical bond between man and machine. I'm a lot of things, liers not one of them. Especially not in front of my mammy."
He then looks over at 2 women sitting outside.
Bobby: "That's my mammy. Hey mammy!"
One of them looks over at him and flips him off.
Bobby: "Oh, don't be like that, if I had a rock I'd bust your head bitch."
He then turns to us.
Bobby: "She's deaf, you know?" *laugh* "Look over here."
We then start to walk towards the cars.
Bobby: "Every piece of car man might want or need."
I then look out over the cars and one catches my eye so I go over to it.
Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.
Y/N: "I think I found my car."
KITT: "I would appreciate it if you didn't refer to me as an ordinary car."
Y/N: "Sorry, I didn't mean for it to come across like that."
I then turn to Bobby.
Y/N: "How much?"
Bobby: "Well, it's an old model, still in good condition, low mileage. So... £4000?"
F/N: "Done."
My dad then pulls out his wallet and takes out £4000 in cash and hands it to him.
Bobby: "I'll be right back with the keys."
He then walks away.
KITT: "I don't like the idea of having a price put on me."
Y/N: "Don't worry KITT. No amount of money could even come close to your actual value."
