Red Hood: Hey, @shywritersblogsworld , you know what else gives you life? The Lazaru–
Robin: *shoves Jason out of the way* Lame! Try using a Chaos Sha–
Red Robin: Well, there’s also teleporting.
Red Hood and Robin: *slowly turn their heads towards Tim and glare at him*
Red Hood: You did not just say what I thought you said.
Robin: That. Doesn’t. Count. Drake.
Red Robin: But I –
Red Hood: Didn’t actually die!
Robin: *fist-bumps Jason* Thank you, Todd!
Red Robin: I just cannot catch a break with you guys!
Nightwing: *listening to his younger brothers bickering* You know what? I’m not even gonna… Let’s just get out of here. *puts an arm around @shywritersblogsworld and leads them out of the room*
Martian Manhunter: *raises his imaginary eyebrows*
Batman: *glares*
Martian Manhunter: *shakes his head*
Batman: *keeps glaring*
Martian Manhunter: *rubs his temples in frustration*
Superman: So, uh, what have you guys been talking abou–
Martian Manhunter: *throws his arms up in frustration* Fine, Bruce! If it’s the only way you’ll go on this mission!
Batman:
Batman: *smirks*
Batman [to his Comm Link]: Nightwing, go get Alfred.
Bonus:
Alfred: *stuffing secret pockets in his waistcoat with weapons* Master Bruce, you ridiculous man.
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He can’t spit fire, but he can probably out-rhyme Etrigan. Plus, he’s put Superman in his place at least once. And if Bruce’s ego listens to anyone, it’s him. All the Robins know this. So J’onn just has to concede.