When your adoptive son gets insecure…

Bruce: Dick, I wasn’t prepared to raise a kid like you. There’s no manual on how to raise a child who just lost both his parents. If there were, I would have read it a hundred times, cover-to-cover, because I loved you from the moment you stepped into the Manor. I just didn’t know how to show you.


… So you just encouraged him to fight crime alongside you? (Also, be careful, Batman. Declarations of love to Nightwing earn you the biggest tackle-hugs.)   

After giving Batman a status update…

Nightwing [on the Comm Link]: I’d take my comms out, too, if I were you. He sounded mad.

Red Hood: *click*

Red Robin: *click*

Robin: -Tt- *click*


Wow. You boys didn’t even give it a second thought.

Mission debriefing…

Batman: *scrolling through the previous night’s news headlines on the Batcomputer*

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin:

Batman: *sighs*

Red Hood: What could we do? It’s not like we could just walk into a criminal enterprise and start looking around.

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin: *erupt in obnoxious laughter*


Keep your father’s white hairs coming, boys. Keep ‘em coming.