While Thomas Wayne, the Flashpoint Batman, is visiting his son Bruce, the current Batman…

* Jason and Tim are both clutching a live grenade with the pin missing *

Dick: Grandpa, we have to call the League!

Thomas: No! No Justice League! *grabs and throws away Dick’s earpiece*

Thomas: There’s no reason to panic. 

Damian Yes, there is! You gave Todd a live grenade and he’s a total idiot!

Jason: He’s right, I am!

When you’re trying to turn over a new leaf but your brothers miss the “chaotic-but-fun” you…

Jason: What is that?  

Tim: *wiggles his eyebrows* Looks like a fuse.  

Jason: All right, what exactly are you planning? 

Dick: We’re planning to get you back. We want our brother back, the way he used to be.  

Damian: Todd, we are well aware of how much you used to like fire, explosions… 

Damian: *hands Jason a lighter*

Jason: *stares at it* 

Jason: Nice try. That was a long time ago.

Tim: Really? 

Jason:

Jason: *looks at the fuse again*

Jason: So, where does this go? 

Dick: Well, I suppose you could find out by crawling over the fence and following the fuse. Or you could find out… *grinning* the Jason way. 

Tim: We’re sure that you’ll make the right decision. 

Jason: Guys, I’m telling you. Things are different now! I’m an adult, I have responsibilities. I’m just not a sixteen-year-old maniac anymore who –

Jason: *hears a click, then sees that his hand has already flicked the lighter on and is holding it to the fuse*

Jason: Huh. Interesting.

Torn apart furniture. Food and some sort of ink (or is that blood?) smeared all over the walls and carpets. A scorched living room ceiling. Tim tries to explain what happened to a visiting Conner…   

Tim: It would take hours to explain the psychology of this event, so I’ll just simplify. 

Tim: *points at Damian* “Dynamite”. 

Tim: *points at Jason* “Kid with matches”.

Beast Boy [about Robin]: Raven, you gotta find out if he’s in the same place you are. Otherwise, it’s just a moo point.

Raven: A moo point?

Beast Boy: Yeah. It’s like a cow’s opinion. It just doesn’t matter. It’s moo.

Raven: Have I been living with you too long or did that all just make sense?