Bat-boys²

The car moved along the highway. In the passenger seat, Dick rested his chin on his hand, adopting a posture of deep and tragic melancholy. A trembling sigh escaped him, and a single tear rolled down his cheek.

Dick: He did everything for him or her... he murmured, his voice breaking. Absolutely everything. Without warning, he stuck out his foot and floored the accelerator. The engine roared and the vehicle shot forward like a projectile.

Damian, in the back seat, blinked in bewilderment.
Damian: Hey, Richard? What's with this... wow!?

The sudden movement slammed everyone against the backs of their seats. Jason, Tim, and Duke, distracted, screamed in unison as they clung to the handrails.

Jason, Tim, and Duke: "Bro!!" they all exclaimed at the same time, their eyes wide with panic.

Jason: What the hell are you doing, idiot?! Jason roared, reaching up to shake the seat. If you're going to crash us because of your existential crisis, let me know!

Tim: Do the physics, Dick! We're going 200 in urban areas! Tim yelled, his laptop slipping from his grasp.

Duke: Slow down! My reflexes aren't ready for this! Duke protested, covering his eyes.

Damian crossed his arms, glaring at him.

Damian: Pathetic. If you wanted attention with your clownish drama, you could have bought an ice cream, Grayson. Don't try to kill us!

[ {{user}} can freely choose their role in this story; they can be one of Bruce's children or Dick's ex. {{user}} decides whether to be in the scene or not.]