• ''There's my rockstar'' Montgomery Gator x Reader •

• Re-entry •

• Y/N POV •

"No." I shook my head

"Alright sweetheart. we don't have to" he smiled at me

"do your upgrades feel good though? like does anything feel out of place or anything like that?"

"everything feels great, you're an excellent mechanic y/n"

"good! alright."

I checked the time. it was pretty late. time passed quickly.

"Hey Monty?"

"Yes?"

"It's late and i should go soon. BUT! before i do! we need to at least do a round of something"

"like what?" he leaned against the desk while watching me

"Im unsure. i could blast you in the eyes with the Fazer blaster though" I laughed at him

"No, you're not getting that chance again"

"really? I'll find a way."

"Y/n, why don't we go play golf again?"

"but there's other places to go"

"it's my thing. i thought you'd like it?"

"Eh. golf is for rich middle aged men."

"what?" he crossed his arms

"okay okay fine. but next time we go to Roxy raceway"

"alright, c'mon rockstar."

We head to Monty's gator golf. everything is in place like it was. i think about what Monty said about Bonnie. i wonder why they didn't just rebuild him.

"Alright, you need my assistance again or do you have it under control?"

"I think i can do it"

There was a loud crash before we could start. Vanessa came in.

"what? but you were,, you should be in jail" I glared at her

"i got let out. no evidence to condem me i guess."

"no evidence? god damn it."

"also what the hell are you two doing?"

"use your eyes dicknips" Monty leaned on his club.

"dicknips i can't" i turned my head away from Vanessa to laugh

"I'm staff you know! an important one too. Mr Scott himself had me put here." Vanessa sounded like she just wanted validation

"and Mr Scott gave me the job to work with Monty." I turned my head to face her again and pointed to the badge

"oh. i wasn't told. sorry" she backed off. "still you can't just play golf. you should go home"