"I'm going to rip you apart!" Damian yelled.
"Not if I kill you first!" Pixie retorted, practically screaming.
They both smashed their thumbs against the controllers, shoving each other out of the way. Blair was starting to regret suggesting that they should play MarioKart.
"Guys, maybe we should--"
"Shut up, Blake!"
Immediately, Blair backed away. Almost in fear of her own life. After all, Damian's katana was only three feet away from him. "Right...well...I've got places to be and boys to sleep with, gotta go!" She quickly ran out of the room.
"Get out of my way, Damian Thomas Wayne!" Pixie screeched.
"You'll have to kill me, Pixie Whitsel!" She drove her elbow into his ribs, trying to stop him beating her.
Quickly, Blair returned with Jason in tow, grabbing Pixie by her arms. Jason lifted Damian over his shoulder. "Todd, let me go!" He yelled, twisting himself around so he could still see the huge TV screen.
"Stop! Put me down! I need to kick his stupid ass!" Pixie tried to fight Blair so she'd win. "Blair--"
"You two are going to murder each other if you don't stop now." Jason slammed the door behind them before the two older vigilantes let them go. "Good. Now no one can get hurt."
Damian and Pixie folded their arms, pouting with mirroring expressions. "You two are complete imbeciles." The boy wonder growled.
"I would say 'stupid, buzzkilling, horrible imbeciles who deserve to die in a fire'!" The blonde teen yelled. Both of them glanced at each other, their scowls fading into smiles. "You would've won."
"No, you totally would've." Damian gently took her hand and started running down to the batcave.
"Where are we going?"
"I'm going to drive us to the arcade so we can finish the game. And so you can win."
