"Wow, eighty bucks," Emmett commented as he drove. To compensate for his sons' behavior the vamp, after feeding them, allowing them to use his most awesome shower, and making his kids apologize, gave them each twenty bucks. Not bad.

"When are you going to be stopping again?" Jasper asked.

"In two or three hours," he'd made them use toliets before leaving so he wouldn't have to change them anytime soon since they'd kept their cloth diapers on.

An hour in, instead of napping like he should've, Edward was about to play his Dsi. He had put his new mario game in and was about to play when Jasper leaned forward.

"Is that mine?"

"No it isn't, it's mine," he commented.

The curly haired teen gave him a look, "When did you get that game?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you," he scoffed

He reached forward, "Give me my game!"

"Let go!" Jasper pulled at his Dsi, "If you break it you'll be going home in a handbag!"

"Stop it," Emmett scolded.

"Tell him to let go!" Edward unbuckled himself and leaned over the seat to slap Jasper when he snatched the system and game from him, causing even more of a brawl.

Emmett pulled at the back of Edward's pants, "Sit down before you get me a ticket!"

"He has my game!"

"He hit me!"

"Sit down or I'm pulling to the shoulder!" he growled. Edward crossed his arms and slumped in his seat, "Jasper give Edward back his game.

"It's mine!" Jasper complained.

He glared at him through the rearveiw mirror, "I said give it back."

Jasper sulked and gave Edward the system and game back, crossing his arms as Edward smirked.

Within a fifteen minutes Edward was into his game. Jasper glared at the back of his head.

"I want my game back."

"It isn't your game," he scoffed.

"I know it is!"

"Knock it off," the oldest warned. The two exchanged glares, "You get back to your game."

"You mean my game," Jasper glared.

"Get over it, sheep," Edward scoffed and continued to play. Jasper leaned forward and smacked his head, "Ow!" he growled and reached back, punching him in the chest and getting into another fight.

Emmett didn't even warn them, he was trying to see if he could pull over, he couldn't drive with his brothers being idiots and fighting in the front seat of his car. That'd be a $100 ticket.

When he got over to the side of the road he looked to make sure there were no cops before speeding and doing a sudden stop, making Edward hit his head on the ceiling.

"Ow! What was that for!" he rubbed his head looked over. Emmett had a less than happy look on his face that sent chills down both Jasper and Edward's backs, "He hit me!" Edward pointed.

Jasper pointed back, "He hit me first!" He just gave them both looks.

He turned off the engine and put the car in park, getting out of his side and walking over to the other side. Edward and Jasper looked at eachother and Edward locked the door before Emmett got there.

He pulled the handle, "Unlock the door," they shook their heads, "Unlock. The. Door!"

"We're better, we're just sitting down and quitely daydreaming," Jasper told his older brother.

He glared at them both, "Last chance." When they didn't do anything he simply walked to the back and opened the trunk, without looking at them. He closed the trunk and walked back over, "Open up."

Jasper whined and opened the door, he didn't want to be in anymore trouble.

"Out," Emmett pointed. The curly haired kid sulked and unbuckled himself, sliding out the car to look at his brother. Em simply sat in his seat, yanking him over his lap, "What is up with you two?"

"Well he had my game!" the younger blonde whined. The dark brunette rolled his eyes and pushed his pants and diaper down. Jasper gasped when he got a hard swat to the butt, "Ow.."

"So you think he has your game and you try to fight in my car!" he continued, "Jeeze, I think this baby thing is going to you guys' brain!"

"Well you don't have to hit so hard," he whined and pushed, "Asides, you'll get a ticket if you sit here!"

"The hazards are on, but I guess I should make this quick, shouldn't I?" he began hitting him harder, causing him to yell and kick. He hit him with his palm hard for three minutes, making his butt a ripe tomato red. When he was satisfied with that he went in his pocket and pulled out a wooden paddle brush and began to hit him with that, to make this more memorable.

"Oww!" he sobbed, "Sorry, sorry!"

"You should be," he gave him 20 hard hits with that before setting him on the ground and getting out of his seat, "Now sit and I'd better not hear another word," he warned.

Jasper bit his lip as he sat on the seat, rubbing his butt. Emmett closed his door and went to deal with Edward.

"You should already know better," he positioned his other little brother.

"You're always joking around and play fighting with us," he looked down.

"Yeah but I'm not really fighting and trying to kill you guys while in a front seat and someone is driving!" he slapped his brother's rump, "Do you know Carlisle would turn me to powder as you two got some skimpy punishment?"

He didn't have much of an argument considering he knew Emmett was right. But it didn't mean he had to enjoy getting beat half to death

After Edward's brushing Emmett sighed and let him off, going to the back while rubbing his swinging shoulder. He went in the trunk, not to put the brush away but to get something to shut his brother's crying up.

"Here," he handed the two bottles. He took their games from them. Edward complained, mouth around the bottle, as Jasper tried to reach for his, "Nope, you're in time out for fighting in the car. No games."