"You're so emo, Jason," Tim glared at the older, trying to grab the bluetooth chord from the second eldest's hand, who in fact was playing metal, not emo music. "Both of you behave, or I cut it," Damian huffed with a signature 'tsk' from his spot in the backseat, kicking Jason's seat in front of him to prove his point. "All of you behave or I call Bruce," Dick glared up into the mirror, having been (somehow) left in charge.