When you ask Batman how to contact Wonder Woman…
Bruce: I’ll text you her number. I like texting. Emoticons.
Dick:
Tim:
Damian:
Jason: What the f –
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So why do you keep making Jim use the Batsignal?
When you ask Batman how to contact Wonder Woman…
Bruce: I’ll text you her number. I like texting. Emoticons.
Dick:
Tim:
Damian:
Jason: What the f –
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So why do you keep making Jim use the Batsignal?
Family Patrol Night…
Robin: *takes his vibrating phone out of his pocket*
Robin: *frowns and puts it back* -Tt-
Red Robin:
Nightwing:
Robin: *takes his vibrating phone out of his pocket again*
Robin: Grrrr. *puts it on Silent Mode*
Nightwing: … ?
Red Robin: *gestures to Red Hood* He just learned how to “poke” on Facebook.
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *seeing bullet holes on a turkey sandwich* … Why?
Jason: Can you be more specific? I kind of get that question a lot, about pretty much anything.
Robin [to the supervillain holding Nightwing captive]: You have my brother. When I find you, and I will find you, if he is not in one piece, I will take you apart.
Don’t take threats from this four-footer lightly.
Dick: Timmy, what would you do if you were attacked by an invisible, malevolent force?
Tim: *shrugs* I’d tell Jason to lay off the bean burritos at lunch.
Duke: *staring in awe at all the Robin memorabilia in the Batcave*
Nightwing: People do crazy things for their adoptive fathers. You’ll see.
You’ve been warned, Duke.
Nightwing: *watching as debris from the explosion floats in the night sky* Do you think the Joker’s still alive?
Batman: He’s alive.
Nightwing: How do you know?
Batman: Because he’s not done with me yet.
When a highly dangerous supervillain’s in town and your overprotective adoptive father orders you to “stay out of it”…
Nightwing: *noiselessly drops down from the ceiling in the middle of a heavily guarded warehouse*
Batman: *bruised, bloodied, bound to a metal contraption and on the verge of losing consciousness* D-Dick, what are you –
Nightwing: *disables the handcuffs* If you wanted a binding agreement, we should have pinky-sweared.
Batman: Dick, do you have any idea how worried I was?
Nightwing: Yeah, I do. I was gone for thirty-six hours. A year ago, you were gone for eight weeks.
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Yeah, Bruce.
When you find out that your adoptive father’s been keeping a secret from you…
Batman: I didn’t do this to hurt you. I did it to protect you.
Nightwing: Then why am I so angry?