hmmm
When your brothers presesure you to hang out with them…
Tim: I kind of have plans.
Dick: You have another family?
Tim: Yeah, I, uh… I have a date.
Damian: You have a date?
Tim: Yes! I have a date.
Dick: With a… girl?
Tim: No, with a crouton. *rolls eyes* What is so strange about me having a date?
Jason: With a crouton?
Let me know how Tim’s crouton date goes
Jason: *laughing with the rest of the Batboys as they enter the Batcave* Look, there’s our little cassanova –
Batboys: *stop dead in their tracks*
Tim: *sobbing over a coffee mug*
Dick: You… okay, Tim?
Tim: *turns to face them, tears staining his scrunched face* Sh-she d-d-drowned…
Dick: She what…?
Jason: Woah, woah, woah –
Damian: What did you do to her, Drake?? Where exactly did you take her to??
Duke: Uhhh… Who’s “her”?
Tim: *shoves the mug towards them, spilling coffee on the ground*
Tim: *pointing at a soggy crouton floating pathetically in the black fluid* Her!
Dick: Ooookay. *carefully pries the mug off of Tim’s grip* Time for bed.
Jason: *fireman-carries a sobbing Tim away from the Batcomputer*
Duke: So… We’re just gonna pretend like this didn’t happen, right?
Damian: -Tt-
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That’s how dates usually go when you decide to stay in a cave and work on cases all day, @kittyofalltrades .
Imagine: Crisis on Infinite Universes.
Preparing to jump a gang of mobsters be like…
Red Hood: Okay. On three. One. Two –
Arsenal: Why don’t we just go on two?
Red Hood: Why two?
Arsenal: Because it’s faster.
Red Hood: You know, I could’ve counted to three, like, four times without all this “two” talk!
Arsenal: All right, but in the future…
Red Hood: Okay. One. Two –
Arsenal: So are we going on two?
Dick: *knocking on Tim’s bedroom door* Come on!
Damian: Drake! Open up. We would like to speak to you.
Tim: *muffled* I don’t feel like talking!
Dick: Oh, come on, Timmy, we care about you!
Cass: We’re worried about you.
Jason: And some of us really have to pee!
When your brothers presesure you to hang out with them…
Tim: I kind of have plans.
Dick: You have another family?
Tim: Yeah, I, uh… I have a date.
Damian: You have a date?
Tim: Yes! I have a date.
Dick: With a… girl?
Tim: No, with a crouton. *rolls eyes* What is so strange about me having a date?
Jason: With a crouton?
Tim: *mimicking SpongeBob’s voice* Thaaat’s right, ‘cause in this family you gotsa do your chores!
Jason: *scrubbing spray paint off the Batmobile while watching Alfred from the corner of his eye* Stop saying stupid stuff and come help!
Next time you wanna redesign your armor, maybe don’t do it beside The Car, ayt?
luke fox: Interesting. The chances of that happening coincidentally are vanishingly small.
barbara gordon: I would’ve said infinitesimally.
dick grayson: And I would’ve said teenily-weenily. We all know words.
Nightwing had me at “teenily-weenily”.
CH
Imagine: The Robins/Batboys doing the most mundane things: climbing to the top bunk bed, getting cereal from the cupboard, escaping Alfred’s broom, etcetera.
At the Wayne Manor attic…
Dick: *dramatically walks out from behind a dusty, old cabinet wearing his 80’s Nightwing suit*
Jason: *clears his throat loudly*
Tim: *standing absolutely still but with shoulders shaking*
Damian: *jaw drop*
Duke: *eyes wide, covering his mouth*
Dick: You guys think I’m some sort of a joke!
Jason, Tim, Damian, and Duke: *break into a fit of laughter*
Jason: *wiping tears off his eyes* This isn’t disproving that theory.
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