They were always fighting. Over every little thing. Sometimes it felt like an ol' couple fighting in front of the kids; yourself. Why? Simple: they're fighting over you. Again and again and again and...

"I'm gonna shout that mouth of yours for you" Leon says with a bitter smile

"Oh, really? I can't wait to see that." Jace stands in front of him, crossed arms, smirking

Leon scoffs, and looks back at him "You really think you're a smartass, huh?"

You can't bear neither of them anymore