Bruce, Dick, Tim and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*

Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*

Damian: *choking Jason*

Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*

Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*

Damian: *choking Jason*

Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.

Trying to eavesdrop on Bruce and Alfred be like…

Dick and Jason: *peering through a vent in the Manor*

Dick: They’ve been in there a while.

Jason: Yep.

Dick: Can’t be good.

Jason: Nope.

Dick: Think they’re talking about me?

Jason: No, I think they’re talking about me.

Dick: Yeah. That makes way more sense.

When your prodigal son lays down his guns, takes off his red hood, and comes back to the Manor for a while…

Batman: *clutching his chest* I… I feel like I’m go- going to explode into a m-million shiny p-pieces, Alfred… 

Alfred: *grinning* I believe that’s called “joy”, Master Bruce. 

On Damian’s first day at Gotham Academy…

Bruce: *frantic* Alfred, what are you talking about? I put everything he had into his backpack! What did I forget?

Alfred: His backpack, Master Bruce.


Or that one time Bruce went into Dad Mode.