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Damian: -Tt-

Dick: Be nice, Little D.

Damian: Pathetic.

Jason: *does an “Abort! Abort!” gesture with his hand*

Damian: Unworthy.

Tim: *smirking and whispering to me* Just ignore him.

Damian: *to his brothers, indignant* Why do they get all the credit?

Me: Wha– Hey, it’s not like I don’t tag my sources! Besides it’s your family that they all really come here for. Right, @siriuslyimmortal? Tell ‘em, tell – @siriuslyimmortal?

Alfred: *leading @siriuslyimmortal out of the Batcave* As I’ve told you many a time, young masters, this is not how we treat our guests. Now, if you’ll excuse us, a tour of the Manor awaits. As does your father, who will be much amused to hear about this little incident.

Dick: *cheerfully* You can stay in my room! I’ve got all kinds of memorabilia from the sixties, which was a pretty interesting decade for Batman and me, but –

Jason: *backhand-slaps Dick on the chest* Lame. I have Collector’s Editions of novels from the eighteenth century on the floor-to-ceiling shelves in my room –

Tim: *elbows Jason in the ribs* Uh, you living away from us makes it mine, Jay, which also makes it the safest of the Robin rooms –

Damian: *pushes Tim aside* Do not subject yourself to the foul odors of their substandard quarters, @siriuslyimmortal! They cannot offer you the company of my beloved pets – 

Alfred: *shuts the grandfather clock behind him*  

Batman: *walks in on his children speaking in hushed tones and huddled by the Batcomputer, with Tim at the helm*

Red Hood: Dudes, what makes you think the old man’s not gonna know that we used his tech to do this?

Nightwing: If he does find out, I’ll handle it, okay? Aren’t you guys even the least bit curious of how many by now?

The Signal: Well, okay, I guess I am now. Let’s do this.

Robin: Father is going to be disappointed at this idiocy.

Red Robin: Pssh. Like that’s stopping you. Besides, this is the only computer on this Earth that can log on to Tumb–

Red Robin: I just got goosebumps. Guys, why did I just get goosebumps? And why isn’t anyone talking to me? Guys?

Red Robin: *slowly turns his seat*

Batman: *with narrowed eyes* Hrrrn.

Nigthwing: *smiling sheepishly* Heyyyy Bruuuuce…

Red Hood: *covering his mouth to stifle his giggling*

The Signal: We – we were just – uhhh –

Robin: I warned them, Father!

Red Robin: Why, you little – *lunges at Damian*

Nightwing: *jumps in to break Tim and Damian apart*

The Signal: *runs to the kitchen to get Alfred*

Red Hood: *takes out his phone and starts recording everything*

Batman:

Batman: *walks past his sons’ wrestling match to the Batcomputer*

Batman: *enters the password to the Tumblr account and looks at the number of followers*

Batman: Hn.

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Conducting an investigation worthy of getting them grounded by their fathers in a cave on a remote island…

Superboy: *panicked whispering* Damian, what if there’s a monstrous creature in here?

Robin: *remembering that he stuffed a leash into his backpack before they left* That’s half the fun.

Alfred: *walks into the Batcave with a tray of cookies*

Alfred: *stands still as a black-haired boy excitedly runs past him and out of the cave carrying a Robin uniform*

Bruce: I’m just trying to prepare him.

Alfred: For what, therapy?

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When you’re stranded in the middle of wherever and calling your family’s all you’ve got…

Red Robin: What.

Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: Timbo, hey, shut up. I need you to wire me a thousand dollars.

Red Robin: Wow.

Red Hood: Yeah.

Red Robin: No.

Red Hood: Yes!

Red Robin: No!

Red Hood: Oh, for – Then just lemme talk to Babs!

Oracle: Absolutely not. Huh? Because pick any one of an infinite number of reasons! Yeah, okay, hang on…

Spoiler: Mmmmyeah, no, I would, but Cass and I can’t really leave the mall at the moment… But I can transfer you…

Lark: No, I seriously thought you were joking. Yeah, hang on…

Robin: *sinister laughter*

Red Hood: Okay. Okay! Lemme talk to Dick!

Red Hood: Dick?! Dick, listen, I –

Nightwing: Noop.

Red Hood: – need you to –

Nightwing: Noop.

Red Hood: Stop saying “noop”!

Nightwing: Noop, Jason. Noop. And it’s gonna sound like I’m hanging up, but — *static*