Jason: Timbo, when you think you’re dreaming, you don’t punch somebody else. You get somebody else to punch you.

Tim: Dude, it doesn’t matter what kind of dream I’m having, I am not going to ask you to punch me.

Paintball war at the Manor…

Dick: *whispering* Why did the Resurrected Robins stop firing?

Tim: *listening to every sound* I don’t know… They’re probably out of ammo.

Jason: *yelling from a makeshift fort in Damian’s room* Hey, Fake-Dead Robins, we are giving you a chance to surrender!

Dick: *aims his paintball marker at the draped Batman bedsheet* Yeah, they’re definitely out of ammo.

At the Titans Tower…

Conner: *watching in mild amusement as Tim and Damian tear each other apart with words*

– 4 hours later –

Conner: *yawning* How do you ever get anything done if all you ever do is argue with each other?

Damian: *stares menacingly at him, reaching for the Kryptonite spray in his pocket* 

Tim: We don’t! That’s part of our charm! Quit messing it up! *slams the door on Conner and continues his screaming match with his little brother*

Early on-the-job training with the “OG Robin” be like…

Goons: *in hot pursuit*

Robin: *standing on the edge of a cliff* Y-you w-want me to j-j-jump?

Nightwing: *chuckles* No, Tim, I want you to have the power to apparate like the teenage wizards in “Harry Potter”, but you don’t, so into the wind you go! *shoves him lightly then follows*

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That one time Superboy cried because Robin wouldn’t accept his birthday present for him…

Kara [about Jon]: Well, Damian, you are his best friend. Friends give each other presents.

Damian: I accept your premise; I reject your conclusion.

Tim [to Kara]: *whispering* Try telling him it’s a non-optional social convention.

Kara: What?

Jason: Just do it.

Kara [to Damian]: It’s a… non-optional social convention.

Damian: Ah. Fair enough. *takes the gift and walks away*

Dick: *grins* He came with a manual.

Steph: *smoothes out her cocktail dress, glances at the grandfather clock leading to the Batcave, and wonders if they’d make it to their reservation on time*

Steph: *sighing lovingly while watching Tim, who’s reknotting his tie for the nth time, nearly strangle himself*

Steph: Give me a stupid genius over a smart idiot any day.