Working with your paranoid, over-the-top vigilante-detective-adoptive father on a case be like…

Batman: I sent you a text with my location every two hours.

Red Hood: I was busy.

Batman: Hn. I left some urine in your safe house.

Red Hood: Tell me it’s in a cup.

Bruce: What are you doing?

Alfred: *collecting all kinds of paperwork into piles and shutting down the Batcomputer*

Alfred: Depriving you of all stimuli. Time for you to get some sleep, Master Bruce.

Bruce: What? No, no. Right after you solve a case, you’re flushed with a success. We should double down with work!

Alfred: *walks away with said piles*


Wanna bet he does the same to Master Timothy?

A young Robin trying to get to know the Batman…

Dick: There’s just one question I want to ask you about your past.

Bruce: Excellent. You wait here and I’ll go to my study, shut the door. Soon as you’re absolutely certain I can’t hear you, ask away.

Teaming up with the World’s Greatest Detective be like…

Green Arrow: So, what now? We go back to the Falcone house and talk to the servants more?

Batman: Hn. You’re doing it again.Talking.

Green Arrow: What? I’m not supposed to talk?

Batman: Situations like these cases require my total concentration. I talk to you, never the other way around.

Batman: You know, Superman, I take it all back. I’m beginning to find your companionship extremely useful.

Superman: *grins proudly*

Batman: It’s like white noise. It puts me in a state where I think and observe better.

Superman: How do you do it, guess things?

Batman: I observe, and then I deduce.

Superman: How did you know I was a farmer? You said you could tell from my hand.

Batman: Hands, plural. It had calluses, not soft.

Superman: How did you know my family was Kryptonian?

Batman: Google. Not everything is deducible.