Batman: *comes home, tattered and bruised, to find the Batcomputer de-powered, his case files securely locked away (somewhere), and dinner in plain view with the words “Eat” legibly written in script on a Post-it beside it*

Batman:

Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian: The butler did it!

Nightwing [on the Comm Link]: Wait, did you just use the word “veritable” in a sentence?

Oracle: Yes, I did.

Nightwing: Sexy.

Oracle: You should hear me say “fallacious”.

Red Hood: Uh. *shuts off earpiece*

Red Robin: Gross. *shuts off earpiece*

Robin: -Tt- *shuts off earpiece*

Mornings at the Manor…

Tim: *bangs fists on kitchen island* Loser wears a dress to the Titans Tower for a week!

Damian: *talks with mouth full of tofu* And why stop there? Loser also shaves his head! Or are you chicken?

Tim: You’re on, little turd bucket! 

Jason: *shrugs* 

Jason: *continues to read newspaper in peace*

Jason: *spots Bruce walking out of Damian’s room with an empty glass*

Jason: A warm glass of milk for the little brat?

Bruce: It helps your brother sleep.

Jason: How about the sound of your voice? It works on me.