In the middle of a jungle mission (and both of Red Robin’s legs are broken)…

Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!

Red Hood: We have to. Timbo, I’m sorry – 

Red Robin: No, you’re not.

Red Hood: I am, actually, which, whatever, but – 

Robin: *cocks and aims a gun at Red Hood* We are not leaving Drake!

Red Hood: Uh, what do you even think you’re doing?

Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!

Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*

Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*

Red Hood: Oh, my goodness gracious! *wipes tears* Okay. Thanks, Little D. I think we needed that.

Red Robin: *clutching his stomach* We did. We really did.