Batman: I don’t remember asking for –
Superman: Bruce, please shut up and let me save your life.
Author: chocoh0lic0201
Recently discovered Lazarus Pit side effects…
Red Hood: I was a dead, alabaster bad-ass, Alf!
Alfred: I am performing open-heart surgery on you without anesthesia, Master Jason. You are beyond “bad-ass”.
At the Batcave’s Minor Procedures Room…
Alfred: *filling a syringe with anesthesia*
Red Hood: *gripping Damian’s hand with both of his*
Red Hood: It’s okay, little buddy, I’m right here with you. Go ahead, Alf.
Robin: Ow! Ow! Ow!
Red Hood: Hey, please go easy on the kid!
Robin: No, you’re squishing my hand, Todd!
Red Hood: Oh. Sorry. But did you feel the shot?
Robin: *glances at the newly emptied syringe being held by Alfred*
Robin: No.
Red Hood: You’re welcome.
Alfred: Perhaps you’d prefer to wait in your room, Master Jason.
Red Hood: I’d prefer a morphine drip and a sponge bath, but the kid needs me!

Imagine: Nightwing, at breakfast. (Alfred: “Master Richard, I will give you till the count of three –”)
Commissioner Gordon: *watches as Batman grapplehooks out of view*
Commissioner Gordon: *blows out some smoke, flicks his dying cigarette away and crushes it with his shoe*
Commissioner Gordon: *clears his throat and yells into the night sky* You just hate saying goodbye like a normal person, don’t you?

Imagine: Jason and a sleeping Tim during breakfast at the Manor.
And Alfred, somewhere in the background, yelling “Master JASON!” after opening the cupboards.






