Meanwhile, at Gotham Academy…

Damian: Hello, classmates. Instead of voting for some athletic hero or a pretty boy, you have elected me, your intellectual superior, as your king. Good for you!


To be fair, you’re kind of all of those things, Dami.

The proper way to introduce Damian Wayne to your friends: Ladies and gentlemen, the thirteen-year-old who’s brave and bold! When he’s not in class, he’s risking his ass, the world’s greatest daredevil, Damian Wayne!

Why Batman disdains out-of-town supervillain lairs (or taking his sons with him all at once)…

Nightwing: Turkey farm?

Red Hood: No.

Red Robin: Skunks?

Red Hood: No.

Robin: Slaughterhouse?

Red Hood: No.

Catwoman: What are you boys doing back there?

Red Robin: We’re playing “What’s That Odor?”.

Robin: Father’s feet?

Batman: Hn. Damian.

Red Hood: You win, Dami.

Batman: Jason.

Nightwing: Are we there yet, Bruce?

Batman: I’ll tell you when we get there. Go back to your smell game.