When you realize that your annoying little brother’s actually good for something…
Red Hood and Red Robin: *watching as Robin swiftly deciphers ancient symbols on the walls of a supervillain’s lair*
Red Hood: *whispering* That little turd could end up being our Rosetta Stone.
Why you don’t try to psychoanalyze your best friend…
Roy: What’re you afraid of, Jaybird?
Jason: I’m afraid of what I’m gonna do to you if you don’t shut up.
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And don’t tell me that Roy didn’t ask this while lying belly down on Jason’s bed with his chin propped up by both hands and his bent legs crisscrossing in the air.
Nightwing: *watches as Jason meticulously tucks his shirt into his cargo pants* When would you use an underwear gun?
Red Hood: Hopefully never.
In the Batcave, an unconscious and injured Dick on the gurney…
Jason: Tim, better pill up. You’re assisting Alfred with the surgery.
Tim: Why me?
Jason: You’re good at math.
Tim: How’s that supposed to help?
Jason: Can’t hurt.
Sorting stacks of old case files at the Batcave…
Dick: You know I think we’re making some real progress.
Tim: Where, in opposite world? We’re never gonna finish all this!
Damian: We could if certain people would help. -Tt-
Jason: *standing behind stacks of cardboard boxes* I’m sorry, are you addressing me? Because your authority is not recognized in Fort Kickass.
Dick Grayson capturing a criminal…
Robin/Nightwing: Sorry in advance.
Criminal: Ow!!! That hurts, like, insanely bad!
Robin/Nightwing: That’s why I said orry in advance.
Closet full of Batsuits…
Bruce: Yeah, I know it’s sexy, Alfred, that’s why I made ten. Now, arrange those by color.
Alfred: These are all black.
Bruce: Oh, are they? Or are five in a dark black, and five in a slightly darker black?
When Conner tells Tim that he’s considering moving to space to get in touch with his Kryptonian roots…
Conner: Okay, we need to talk.
Tim: I’m sorry, Clone Boy, I can’t understand you. You’ve developed some accent from that new planet you might move to!
“Battle for the Cowl” AU be like…
Tim: You know what, Dick? You shouldn’t be making these decisions anyway, okay? You’re not the decision-making type. As the brains of this family, I should have made this decision.
Dick: Hey, whoa, whoa, I’m sorry. Since when did you become the brains?
Tim: Uhh… I’m sorry? I’ve always been the brains.
Dick: What?! What are you talking about? I thought I was the brains. What the heck am I?
Tim: You’re the looks.
Dick: Well, yeah, of course I’m the looks. But I always thought of myself as the brains and the looks.
Tim: No, you’re the looks, I’m the brains, and Jason is the wildcard.
Batman: *walks into the Hall of Justice*
Green Lantern (Kyle) to The Flash (Wally): I am equal parts scared and fascinated.
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