
*shuts down computer*
Ugh. Too cute. Too true.


What a wise criminal would say when crossing Gotham City: We can’t stop here! This is Bat country!
Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin bored out of their minds while out on patrol with Batman and finding (creative) ways to kill the time.
Like, an entire spread of just… Batboy dumbness (behind a very focused and intense Batman’s back – or so they think. Maybe Bats has just been looking at Catwoman’s apartment window for two hours now and he simply couldn’t care less at the moment).
Plus, Alfred on the Comm Link asking if he should bring them juiceboxes and sandwiches.
Heck, I’d buy the issue even for just two panels.
If we went to a Halloween party dressed as Batman and Robin, I’d go as Robin. That’s how much you mean to me.
RED HOOD: Step aside, old man.
BATMAN: I’m the hero Gotham needs.
RED HOOD: And I’m the one it deserves!
RED HOOD: Last warning. Back off.
BATMAN: Plan to disappoint me again?
RED HOOD: That’s just for starters.
My dream Batman canon issue: ALL the four Batboys (Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian) and Cass coming out of their respective bedrooms at the Manor in their sleep civvies, woken by the scent of Alfred’s cooking; each getting to the kitchen in his/her own Extra way, playfully but competitively shoving each other out of the way; Tim breaking off from the chaos to open the door, high-fiving/fist-bumping Duke and Luke as they file in; Babs arriving two minutes later, on the phone with Steph, telling the latter to come ASAP (breakfast is almost served); Kate coming in much later, amused by the loud morning chatter, nodding at Bruce, who’s seated at a kitchen stool, patting Titus on the head while Alfred the cat purrs on his lap.
I dunno. Something incredibly MUNDANE like this when Tim comes back. We already had Batburger, and that was lovely. Just… It would be great if they were ALL there.
Selina coming in through a second story window; Basil catching up with Cass and Harper, telling them how Jean-Paul’s meditating on a mountain somewhere so he can’t make it, while Alfred mops up his clay trail. Maybe Clark and Lois (literally) flying in to drop Jon off for a sleepover with Damian.
Too much to ask?