Let me tell you, that fight between me and Akali went amazing, and what happened after was simply even more amazing. In fact, that whole day with just the girls was amazing. I really feel like I don't need much else in my life.
So, where am I now? I'm in the car dealership, about a week later, getting a celebrity discount, where the press has finally figured out that I saved the K/DA from a weird freedom fighter.
Ahri: Just... hook us up!
Dealer: This is amazing! Of course! I'd be happy to help my daughter's favorite hero!
Y/N: Woah... okay, so how much for the 400z over there?
Dealer: Market value was about forty... but my mark-up doubles it.
Y/N: Alright, well, I guess I'll look at the Dodges then.
Eve: You're going to get the same car? Darling, I'm going to have to chime in and say... uhh... NO!
The emphasis of that "no" was enough for me to realize, I wouldn't see the light of day if I bought another Charger.
Y/N: Why not?
Eve: Transmission problems, fuel mileage, heavy.
Y/N: But fast and loud....
Eve: No, you have to fix the car yourself, remember? The department won't take care of it for you.
Y/N: Fuck! You're right! Ugh... I lost it, man, no Dodges, let's go back to the Nissan brand I guess.
Dealer: Well, we can always import something, provided you give us a down-payment. I figure... since you're in a relationship, you may want something sporty, but with enough room for multiple at a time.
Y/N: I need a sedan, a fast one, preferably, also maintenance bills and complicated electronics that won't destroy me. Well... if it's a new car, I guess forget the last part.
Boring... boring... boring, boring, boringboringboringboringboringboringboringboring... car stuff, job stuff, I mean, this is uninteresting as fuck to write about. I hate shopping for a new car.
Dealer: Alright, I got two of the best right now in the warehouse, come on.
We walk across the parking lot, where one of the workers opens a warehouse, revealing cars that are wrapped up from transport, freshly imported, and it looks like they're properly labelled and documented, good... no import-export scam going on here...
Dealer: Bentley... and Maserati... these are the only ones I have, you don't like it, take a walk, pal.
Y/N: Straight and to the point, why beat around the bush when you have something like this?
Dealer: I'm a salesman, it's what I do.
Y/N: True. So, what am I looking at?
Dealer: The 2024, Bentley Flying Spur, and also the 2023, Ghibli 334 Ultima. Both have around the same top speed, although the Bentley has more get-up.
Eve: It's also chonky...
Ahri: You want to look like a dictator, or a hype-beast?
Eve: A pussy destroyer... or a poosey... dee-stroyer...
Dealer: Oh jeez...
Y/N: Huh, which one handles more like a Charger Hellcat?
Dealer: A Charger Hellcat does, but the Bentley is the closest you'll get to that old boat. The Maserati grips the road better, well, actually they both do, now that I think about it. Do you want something big or small...
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Case Filed (K/DA x Male Reader)
FanfictionY/N, a detective, and a damn good one at that, has had multiple cases on his desk, and has solved them all the right way. With his partner Caitlyn, they are formidable, absolute professionals. Then, of course, in cliche fashion, he receives the case...
