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At the Batcave’s Minor Procedures Room…

Red Hood: *holding Damian’s hand as Damian’s about to get stitches*

Red Hood: It’s okay, buddy, I’m right here with you. Go ahead, Alf.

Robin: Ow! Ow! Ow!

Red Hood: Hey, please go easy on the kid!

Robin: No, you’re squishing my hand, Todd!

Red Hood: Oh. Sorry. But did you feel the shot?

Robin: No.

Red Hood: You’re welcome.

Alfred: Perhaps you’d prefer to wait in your room, Master Jason.

Red Hood: I’d prefer a morphine drip and a sponge bath, but the kid needs me!

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At the Batcave’s Minor Procedures Room…

Red Hood: *holding Damian’s hand as Damian’s about to get stitches*

Red Hood: It’s okay, buddy, I’m right here with you. Go ahead, Alf.

Robin: Ow! Ow! Ow!

Red Hood: Hey, please go easy on the kid!

Robin: No, you’re squishing my hand, Todd!

Red Hood: Oh. Sorry. But did you feel the shot?

Robin: No.

Red Hood: You’re welcome.

Alfred: Perhaps you’d prefer to wait in your room, Master Jason.

Red Hood: I’d prefer a morphine drip and a sponge bath, but the kid needs me!

When you know better than to incite your tiny brother’s wrath…

Jason: *chatting with Roy over the phone*

Damian: *painting a portait of Alfred*

Jason: *laughing out loud*

Damian: -Tt-

Jason: *accidentally kicks Damian’s stool while belly-laughing*

Damian: *nearly snapping his paintbrush in half*

Jason: *wheezing and wiping tears from his eyes*

Damian: Please. Stop. Making. Sounds. With your mouth, Todd.

Jason: *clears his throat, whispers something into the phone, then carefully walks out*

When you’re in the middle of a mission but petty (and near-violent) arguments get in the way of accomplishing it…

Nightwing: *sits Red Robin and Robin down* I think it’s time for the two of you to bury the hatchet.

Red Robin: Waste of a good hatchet.

Robin: -Tt-

When you find out that one of the most dangerous criminal masterminds in the world has set up headquarters in Gotham City…

Red Robin: What should we do?

Nightwing: Stay away.

Red Hood:

Red Robin:

Robin: 

Nightwing: … Or, if we’re stupid, we go there and set up surveillance.

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin and Robin: *immediately jump out of their seats and start grabbing their gear*


Me: *yells as they race out of the Batcave in their respective vehicles* Take care, boys! I’ll try to calm your father down when he gets back from the Watchtower!