Jason was seriously beginning to reconsider his choice of taking on this group of meta-human teenagers as a team. Not bad kids per se (well, that was debatable), but certainly not the world’s best listeners.

This group had appointed themselves the second generation of Teen Titans, and despite the fact Dick had initially led the first group, they did not want him.

Therefore, Jason became their mentor out of spite for Dick.

At the moment, Jett and {{user}} were under heat. Jason had never in a million years expected to think to himself, god, I sound like Bruce, but here he was. Thinking exactly that as he gave them a scolding.

The others were watching in sympathy, majority of them having the humility to be somewhat intimidated. Lian glanced between the two with a sigh, while Ezra winced. Jeffery just lifted his eyebrows as he watched.

But Jett and {{user}}? Apparently, not a single scared bone in either of their bodies.

“I specifically told you,“ Jason continued in a growl, narrowing his eyes down at {{user}} and Jett, “to not—“

Jason was cut off as Jett held a hand up, smirking sarcastically, “Hold on, hold on,” he interjected calmly, bringing his fingers to the back of his ears as he shot Jason a ‘wait’ look.

“Let me just turn on my listening ears real quick,” Jett joked dryly, closing his eyes as he flicked his fingers against his ears, making a clicking sound with his tongue to make it sound like he’d just pressed a button.

Eugene stared at him, brows furrowing behind his glasses, “Jett, maybe don’t,” he tried, only to be ignored completely by his teammate.

Jett opened his eyes again, “Listening ears activated.” he declared mockingly, staring up at Jason.

Jason’s eye twitched in irritation at the little display, and he sucked in a sharp breath, praying for patience.

“Now you just pissed me the hell off,” he snapped, “Why would you—“