Conner: *watching as Dick, Jason and Damian argue with each other about which wedding gift to give Bruce and Selina*

Conner: So, you and your brothers seem pretty different.

Tim: *walking away from the chaos* On a good day, very different.

Dick: *walks in on Tim and Damian playing Arkham Knight together*

Dick: You’re not the fun brother, Tim! I’m the fun brother!


Learn to share your baby brother, Richard. (Just kidding. I’m sure he’d love it if his brothers stopped trying to mangle each other.)

Because trying to get your two brothers to work with each other can be a lot harder than pulling teeth…

Red Robin: We’re going to kill each other, Dick!

Robin: *snarls*

Nightwing: *sighs* Well, fine. Kill each other. Just do it together.

When concern over your sleep-deprived brother leads you to search his room and find a shady, little bag of…

Damian: *grabbing Tim by the lapel and shaking him furiously* Are you on dope, Drake? Are you?

Dick: Because we can help get you clean! There’s counseling, hospitalization –

Jason: And my foot kicking your ass!


For your information, it’s a special coffee formula that can keep him awake for an entire week, but he appreciates you kicking down his door and ransacking his room at three in the morning.

Jason: *faces the camera after watching Tim tackle Damian to the ground as the latter yells insults at the former*

Jason: So, my brothers are, like, fighting all the time and they want me to choose sides. *lights a cigarette and takes a drag* But I can’t. Because they’re both idiots.