When your little brother’s just a little too attached to his pets…

Damian: *enters the Batcave carrying Alfred the Cat and pulling Batcow by a leash*

Damian: Can you take a cat and a cow to the theater? 

Jason: Uhhh, no?

Tim: Of course not.

Damian: Okay. I just wanted them to hear it from somebody else. 

Hanging out at Red Hood’s ultra-pristine safe house be like…

Dick: *stretching out on the couch*

Tim: *tries to grab remote control*

Damian: *slaps Tim’s hand away*

Jason: *walks into room carrying a tray of chips and soda cans*

Jason: Feet. On. The. Floor. Or come over no more.

Feet: *on the floor in a second flat*

When all the grown-up PDA is just starting to make you belch…

Koriand’r: I must go, I must go. But not without a kiss.

Dick: Well, maybe I won’t kiss you, and then you’ll have to stay.

Damian: *muttering* Kiss her! Kiss her!

When all the grown-up PDA is just starting to make you belch…

Koriand’r: I must go, I must go. But not without a kiss.

Dick: Well, maybe I won’t kiss you, and then you’ll have to stay.

Damian: *muttering* Kiss her! Kiss her!

After hearing about Damian’s plan to break Dick and Shawn up…

Jason: Well, I’m thinking that Dick’s our brother and Shawn makes him happy, so I say we just all be mature about it and accept her.

Damian: Yeah, we’ll call that Plan B, okay?

Because it’s not easy being the eldest…

Damian: Drake keeps changing the channel!

Tim: Aw, that’s great. Why don’t you tell Bruce on me?

Dick: Now, I’m “Bruce” in this little play? Alright, I refuse to get sucked into this weird little Robin dimension thing, so I’m gonna go and take a nice, long bubble bath because you kids are driving me crazy.