Batman: Dick, I – *hands him adoption papers*
Nightwing: Blood doesn’t make family. Love makes family. *tackle-hugs Bruce*
Is this not how it happened?
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Bruce: I mean, yes, I threw you into the deep end when you were a child, but you learned how to swim on your own.
Dick: You’re turning abandonment into a recipe for successful parenting?
Bruce: You can’t argue with success.
Oh, the beating you would’ve had if Alfred had caught you, Bruce.
Batman [about Orphan and David Cain]: But now she has no father…
Nightwing: Not exactly. She’s got you. We all do. We’ve got the man who always has our back.
Tim: I worry about his maturity level.
Dick: Don’t. Damian is very responsible –
Tim: I was talking about Jason.
Nightwing [to Batman]: Like it or not, you have a funny way of growing on people, old man.
Mission debriefing…
Nightwing: *holding a pair of handcuffs* This was supposed to be for our, um, frisky business.
Robin: I have an IQ of 200. Do you really think I don’t understand what you guys are talking about?
Red Hood: You might know what we’re talking about, but you won’t understand until you’re eighteen.
Duke: *shrugs* I guess I like hanging around you guys. Don’t know why.
Dick: Thank you –
Jason: I’m not sure that was a compliment.
Batman: Where have you been?
Nightwing: Oh, I’m so sorry. Did I not scale down a ninety-foot cliff and run here with a piece of machinery strapped to my back fast enough for you?
Bomb diffusal…
Robin [on the Comm Link]: What’s going on?
Superboy: The timer sped up!
Robin: What? Did you cut the green one?
Kid Flash: Yes. Roger. Steven. Whoever!
Robin: What were the last two letters?
Kid Flash: B as in Butthole!
Superboy: Dick, what do we do here?
Kid Flash: And M as in Mancy.
Robin: What?
Supeboy: M as in what?
Kid Flash: Mancy. What did you think I said?
Robin: Nancy! You idiot!
Superboy: Dick, tell me what to do!
Robin: So, do ya’ll have parachutes?
Superboy: No!
Robin: Well that would be, you know, problem solved.
Superboy: Dick!
Robin: I don’t know. Push it off with your big-ass hands! Good luck, dude.
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: *drinking his twelfth cup of coffee* If Jerry the Turkey didn’t belong in the oven, then why did he fit?
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In which Dick and Jason race to save their little brother’s beloved pet (lest the War of the Century begin in the Wayne household).
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