Jason: *scoffs* I’m not a crybaby.
Dick: “Toy Story 3”?
Jason: They were holding hands in a furnace, Dick!
Yeah, Dick.
Jason: *scoffs* I’m not a crybaby.
Dick: “Toy Story 3”?
Jason: They were holding hands in a furnace, Dick!
Yeah, Dick.
When you’re still pissed at your brother for pulling a prank on you during patrol…
Jason: Hey, Timbo, I gotta ask you something –
Tim: *cups an ear* What is that I hear? The ga-ga-ga-ghost of someone who’s dead to me?
Well, for a time, he was dead to everyone.
When your brothers ask you what Batman’s mission-send-off hug was like…
Red Hood: *dazed* It was firm but tender…
Nightwing: *smirking*
Red Hood: I saw through space and time for a moment…
Red Robin and Robin: *giggling and elbowing each other*
Red Hood: But that’s not the point!!!
Nightwing, Red Robin and Robin: full-on belly laughter*
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You know you miss those hugs, Li’l Wing.
Mornings at the Manor…
3:30 AM…
Jason: *yawns*
Jason: *turns on kitchen light*
Jason: *heads to the refrigerator to get some milk*
Jason: You’re up early.
Tim: *hanging upside down from the ceiling*
Tim: *staring blankly ahead*
Tim: That would be assuming that I went to sleep.
Who needs TV when you’ve got family?
Dick: *brings in freshly popped popcorn from the kitchen*
Jason: *plumps up two beanbags on the floor*
Dick: *sinks into a beanbag* I love watching Tim and Damian try to work together.
Jason: *munching on popcorn* Yeah, it’s like if Alien and Predator decided to go partners in a Jamba Juice.
Visiting your eldest brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…
Jason: *comes out of the bathroom bewildered*
Jason: Four-ply?! If his butt is so delicate, why doesn’t Dick just use an angora rabbit?
Damian: For starters, they shed and bite.
Visiting your eldest brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…
Jason: *comes out of the bathroom bewildered*
Jason: Four-ply?! If his butt is so delicate, why doesn’t Dick just use an angora rabbit?
Damian: For starters, they shed and bite.
When it’s your last night at the Manor before you go back to your own safe house and your little brother’s being a creep…
Jason:
Jason: *eyelids fluttering*
Jason: *eyes wide open*
Damian:
Jason:
Damian: I’m listening to you snore. I’m wondering how I’ll ever sleep without it.
Jason: If it helps you sleep, then why are you perched on my bedpost staring at me like a tiny boogeyman?
Damian: Really, Todd? Insults? After I spent two hours in your closet waiting for you to fall asleep?
Dick and Jason: *watching as Tim downs his fourth cup of coffee, spilling some on his ketchup and mustard-stained shirt, burps loudly, and wipes dried slobber off his face*
Dick: *sighs*
Jason: I love him, but if he’s broken, let’s ask Bruce not to get a new one.
When your youngest brother wants to show you his appreciation…
Dick: You’re giving us… stickers?
Damian: Not just any sticker. Those are stickers of a kitty saying, “Me-wow!”.
Tim: We’re not preschoolers.
Damian: Fine, I’ll take them all back.
Jason: I earned this! Back off!