A rebellious Robin? Tip of Batman’s fatherhood iceberg…

Bruce: *finishing up his “lecture”*

Damian: -Tt- Whateve.

Bruce: “Whateve”? Are you now so lazy that you can’t even be bothered to finish words?

Damian: What’s your prob? Won’t you be happy if I just make it into eighth grade? I mean, isn’t that the whole point of seventh?

Bruce: No, that is not the whole point of seventh. And, yes, I’d be thrilled if you’re not left back.

Damian: So, relax. It’s all good.

Bruce: Hn. Don’t you mean it’s all “goo”?

Trying to make up for lost father-and-son time be like…

Damian: Do you really want to do something with me, Father?

Bruce: Yes, Son.

Damian: How about if you drive me to the mall, so I can see a movie with the Teen Titans, and then pick me up when we’re done?


Looks like he’s still bitter about that birthday you missed, Bats.