At the Watchtower…

Justice League: *watching surveillance, Youtube and news footage on the mainframe computer*

Batman: *walks into the room and sees Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin and Lark (and a bunch of burning buildings and screaming citizens) on the screen*

Superman: *arms crossed*

Wonder Woman: *hands on hips, shaking her head*

Aquaman: *raises an eyebrow*

The Flash: *wide-eyed*

Green Lantern: *biting his lip to suppress a smirk*

Cyborg: Wo-ho-hoooooo.

Batman: Hn.

Batman: Whatever they did, add it to my tab.

Batman: *walks out*

Bruce and Talia: *watching as their son gracefully decapitates animal-shaped shrubbery on the Manor grounds*

Talia: It’s a good time to tell you that I dropped Damian on his head when he was one.


And so we are thankful for this thing called “character development”.

When your father and grandfather leave you and your brothers alone at the Manor…

Damian: *sees “52 missed calls” on his cellphone screen*

Damian: -Tt-

Damian: How irresponsible do they think we are?

Jason: *shrugs* Sometimes Alfred leaves me pictures of food instead of a shopping list.

Growing pains…

Tim: *frowning as he examines his reflection on the bathroom mirror* Hey, Jay, can you see this?

Jason: What pimple?


Good job, Jay. We know you meant well, but you just made your brother ten times more grateful that his cowl covers half his face.

Trying to figure out Batman’s laptop password be like…

Tim: When you first started dating him, what was his nickname for you?

Selina: “Sexy pants”.

Tim: Ew. The other one?

Selina: “Kitty”.


In which Timmy’s scarred for life.