
Imagine: Damian and Batcow.

Imagine: Damian and Batcow.
Sometime before they became Batman and Robin…
* Watching from a kitchen window as Damian viciously cuts down animal-shaped bushes at the Manor grounds with a katana *
Dick: I’m going to climb over that anger wall of yours someday and it’s going to be glorious.
Attempting to make peace with Damian…
Tim: For just one night, let’s not be co-workers. Let’s be co-people.
Making fun of Lazarus Pit side effects be like…
Damian: Nice streak, Todd. What’s it made of?
Jason: Your mom’s chest hair!
Mission gone awry. Teen Titans’ debriefing…
Damian: -Tt-
Damian: Did you all take Stupid Pills this morning?
Tim: You read my diary?!
Damian: At first, I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad, handwritten book.
First impressions be like…
Damian [to Tim]: You’re so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece.
Right before he gets viciously tackled to the ground by all 4-foot-something of pure, lean, League of Assassins-trained muscles…
Jason: Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?
Why Tim prefers not to go on missions with Damian…
Damian: Are you gonna do something? Or just stand there and bleed?
Damian’s simple philosophy in life…
Damian: Even if you beat me, I’m still the best.