DC: Robin! I need to use you in a story arc.
Robin: You want me to be in the series?
DC: It’s just a few panels. Your predecessor’s supposed to be in ‘em, but he’s dead.
Robin: Dead?!
DC: Or pretending to be. I don’t know. I forget.
DC: Robin! I need to use you in a story arc.
Robin: You want me to be in the series?
DC: It’s just a few panels. Your predecessor’s supposed to be in ‘em, but he’s dead.
Robin: Dead?!
DC: Or pretending to be. I don’t know. I forget.
Damian: Todd, I’m starting to worry about Father.
Jason: Well, I know he seems to get more broody ever year, but lately he’s plateaued.
Alfred: You must be at Damian’s piano recital, Master Bruce! You’ve missed way too many precious moments in the children’s lives.
Batman: Hn? Name twelve.
Commissioner Gordon: Who died and made you Batman?
Nightwing/Red Hood/Red Robin/Robin/Azrael: Uhhhh…
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So, who’s gonna tell him?
When your brother tells you to butt out of his fights…
Jason: It’s not my problem, Tim? I’m the one who had to go between you and Damian’s sword.
Damian: *watching Conner and Jon play catch in midair* I want a brother.
Jason: You can have mine *gestures to Tim*, but he’s kind of an idiot.
Dami, three not enough for you?
Dick: When are you gonna take time to be a kid?
Damian: In my mid-20’s, like you.
Dick: I’d ask Bruce to ground you for that, but then I wouldn’t have anyone to play with.
If the Robins had their own version of “Battle for the Cowl” (and how Jason’s going to win it)…
Jason: Listen, don’t let him “probie” you.
Damian: What?
Jason: I’ve been there, Dames. Tim’s going to pull rank.
Damian: *runs to find Tim* I can handle him!
Jason: *shouts after him* Watch your back, kid!
Jason: *snickers*
Battle for the Domino Mask?
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.
Regaling your older brother with stories from your Poetry Class be like…
Damian: … and, one night, we spoke only in lines from famous poems, Todd.
Jason: Because I could not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me.
Damian: Hn. Emily Dickson?
Jason: Nah. I was just describing my day.