Flirting with a geeky, sleep-deprived, teenaged vigilante be like…
Tim: You smell like strawberries.
Tam: It’s my lip gloss.
Tim: Does it taste like it smells?
Tam: *grins* You wanna find out?
Tim: Sure!
Tam: *leans in to kiss him*
Tim: *uses a finger to wipe lip gloss off her lips, then tastes it*
Tim: Mmmm.
Author: chocoh0lic0201
Speculating about Batman’s powers while on Watchtower monitor duty..
Green Lantern: *sketching on a tablet he conjured up* Hey, Wal? What if he can smell crime?
The Flash: *speed-typing a report for Batman* … What if he smells crime, Kyle?
Green Lantern: Dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude! What if he can smell crime before it even happens?
The Flash: Dude, that’s amazing… Smells crime before it even happens. Yes, dude!
Green Lantern: WHAT IF HIS ENTIRE HEAD IS JUST ONE BIG NOSE? Write that down, I like that.
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Batman: *in a space ship somewhere in the Solar System, listening in via the comms* Hnn.
Nightwing: *fidgeting with his suit, stretching the fabric in, um, certain places*
Red Hood: Just suck in your gut.
Nightwing: What gut?
Red Hood: The little pouch where you keep Alfred’s cookies.
Nightwing:
Red Hood:
Nightwing: *pouts and backflips away*
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Not cool, Li’l Wing. Not cool.
When your old team meets your new team…
Arsenal: *flying around the safe house on Bizarro’s back*
Artemis: Is that the old friend who almost got you killed a few years ago?
Red Hood: *grinning proudly* Yeah, like six times.
Batman: *turning on the Comm Link* Di –
Nightwing: *dropping down from the ceiling* Here I am, roguishly handsome and at your service. What do you need?
Batman: Dick, do you have any idea how worried I was?
Nightwing: Yeah, I do. I was gone for thirty-six hours. A year ago, you were gone for eight weeks.
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Yeah, Bruce.
When a highly dangerous supervillain’s in town and your overprotective adoptive father orders you to “stay out of it”…
Nightwing: *noiselessly drops down from the ceiling in the middle of a heavily guarded warehouse*
Batman: *bruised, bloodied, bound to a metal contraption and on the verge of losing consciousness* D-Dick, what are you –
Nightwing: *disables the handcuffs* If you wanted a binding agreement, we should have pinky-sweared.
Donna: Kory was sent here to kill Rachel.
Dick: You don’t have all the facts.
Donna: Which are?
Dick: I love her.
Batman: Jason, where are you going?
Red Hood: To cross a line.
Meeting Batman’s “blood son” for the first time…
Alfred: Master Damian, you cannot leave the table until you’ve finished your Lobster Thermidor.
Damian: Well, then, I shall sit here until one of us expires, and you’ve got a good forty years on me, old man!
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