Author: chocoh0lic0201

When your brothers want to take you on a camping trip but you’d much rather stay in Gotham City to work on a case…

Dick: *deciding on which bug sprays and skin care products to bring*

Jason: *loading tents, duffel bags, and sleeping bags into the SUV*

Damian: *asking Alfred to pack some pet food just in case they encounter some animals*

Duke: *taking pre-trip photos and videos*

Tim [on Duke’s Snaptchat]: *pale from sleep deprivation and possibly dehydrated from too much caffeine* I don’t understand why you guys can’t go without me and just Photoshop me in. 

Like Batman, like middle child.

Things Batman has no time for…

Tim: Bruce, he threw the remote at my head last night!

Damian: “Threw” is strong. I tossed it.

Bruce: *pauses from typing on the Batcomputer*

Bruce: *buries his face in his hands and groans*   

When you’re not really fond of entertaining guests at your safe house (including brothers who come by unannounced after patrol)…

Dick: *stomach grumbles*

Dick: *opens the refrigerator* 

Jason: This is a food-free household, and you need to lose a little weight, so this is really a win-win.

Throwing a Titans party at the Manor while Batman’s away on a mission be like…

Jason: *enters through the front door, exhausted from patrol, and hangs his leather jacket on the coat rack*

Music: *blaring*

Lights: *strobing*

Dick: Oh, I’m so glad you made it! I’m running out of body parts to entertain people with!

Jason: 

Jason: *confiscates Dick’s mojito and pours it on a potted plant*

Mornings at the Manor…

Tim: *typing away on his laptop, working on a case* 

Jason: *enters the kitchen, sweaty from his morning jog*

Tim: You got a delivery while you were out. I signed for it, so I hope it’s nothing illegal.