Entering Robin’s room be like…
Jason: *whispering* It’s quiet.
Tim: *hissing* Of course it’s quiet. It’s a trap.
Damian: *a pair of narrowed eyes in the shadows*
Tag: big brother of the year
Red Hood: *struggling to disarm motion-triggered, exploding handcuffs with a lock-pick*
Red Robin: *swiftly removes his handcuffs once the henchman leaves the room and starts working on Jason’s*
Red Hood: What th-
Red Robin: Remember when you called me a “nerd” before? Get ready to apologize.
Damian: *blocking the entrance to Wayne Manor* Todd, you are no longer part of this family.
Red Hood: But I lived here.
Damian: So did a possum in the rafters.
When your brotherly instincts kick in…
Tim: I guess that’s why I want to protect the little guy, too.
Jason: Well, you don’t get any more little than Damian.
Not that Robin needs it, but that’s awfully sweet of you, boys. (Maybe just don’t let him hear you talking about him.)
When you find an unexpected guest in your youngest brother’s room at the Manor…
Red Hood: *slumped on the couch in Damian’s room* He’s eleven. I’m babysitting. I can’t leave him alone.
Tim: You were scared to travel at night by yourself.
Red Hood: Shouldn’t you be sleeping?
Well, if there were a billion-dollar contract out for your capture, wouldn’t you be?
Tim: *crying* I can’t believe Steph dumped me.
Jason: Now, now, Timbo. Girls come and go, but you’ll always have your family.
Tim: *cries even harder* Ahhhh!
Jason: *also starts crying* You’re right! You’re right!
When your adoptive father sends you to a remote jungle to find your older brother…
Red Robin: Okay. *takes a deep breath*
Red Robin: I’m one of the smartest people in the world.
Red Robin: *swatting at giant leaves and mosquitoes* Then why is it so difficult to locate that 225-pound wiseass???
Jay owes you coffee big time, Timmy.
Tim: I worry about his maturity level.
Dick: Don’t. Damian is very responsible –
Tim: I was talking about Jason.
When you forget to power down your suit and surprise chest-bump your brother…
Red Hood: *kneeling over Tim, slapping his face* Timbo, come on! Come on, say something –
Red Robin: *groans and tries to stand up* Don’t ever electrocute me again.
Red Hood: *yelling to the others* He’s fine!
You might want to check the settings on that chest plate of yours, Jay.
Mission debriefing…
Nightwing: *holding a pair of handcuffs* This was supposed to be for our, um, frisky business.
Robin: I have an IQ of 200. Do you really think I don’t understand what you guys are talking about?
Red Hood: You might know what we’re talking about, but you won’t understand until you’re eighteen.
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