Superman: *looking on as Batman packs a Bat-duffel bag for an off-planet Justice League mission*

Superman: Bruce… Don’t you think the adoption papers are a little bit unnecessary?

Batman: Hn. I would agree with you a hundred percent on Opposite Day.


He’s must always be ready for anything, Clark.

Tim: *carefully running his hands over the dusty velvet Davenport in the Manor living room*

Bruce:

Alfred:

Dick:

Damian: *smirks*

Jason: *shrugs* The Vicodin seems to be working. He claims that it makes the furniture feel friendly.


Jason, this is not what your adoptive father meant when he asked you to watch over your sleep-deprived, younger brother while they were gone.   

Robin: It’s not a spaceship.

Beast Boy: Well, if it smells like a duck, walks like a duck, quacks like a duck…

Robin: But then it would be a duck, not a spaceship, so your point escapes me.

Beast Boy: *rubs face in frustration* It’s just a metaphor!

CSI Barry Allen: *while examining a crime scene* ♫

We see big stars, tiny atoms, too, because that is what scientists do. We get the facts and say what’s true, because that is what scientists do. In darkest day, in blackest night, no science shall escape my sight!

♬ 


Meanwhile, someone floating in outer space is getting teary-eyed over his adorkable best friend.