Tag: dick grayson

Dick: I can’t believe you bugged my apartment, Little D! That’s terrible!

Damian: No, “terrible” is having to listen to you and that moron West yammer on for four hours about which sandwich you would bring if you were stranded on an island.

Finding out that your brother’s being hunted down by mercenaries be like…

Nightwing: Jason! What are you doing here?

Red Hood: Someone needs to protect the little bird, huh?

Red Robin: Well, that’s very thoughful. Thank you very much, I guess.

Red Hood: Plus, I didn’t want to miss any gunplay. Come on!

When asked about his strategies in mentoring Robin…

Batman: I always talk about being a great man. Maybe the way to do that isn’t by being the biggest businessman in Gotham City. It’s by –

Nightwing: *hanging upside down from the ceiling* Being the best brother in Gotham City.

Catching your brothers sneaking into Damian’s bedroom be like…

Dick: This is an unacceptable invasion of privacy! Did you read his diary too?

Jason: 

Tim:

Jason: No. We couldn’t find it. 

It’s a matter of survival, Dick. They need to know if and when the little twerp plans to attack them and how. (Come on, like you don’t know want to know what goes on inside his head, too.)

Nightwing: *on the Comm Link* Tim’s going to be okay, Bruce. He’s only stunned. 

Nightwing: *mutes Comm Link* You didn’t kill him, right?

Robin: Of course not.

Nightwing: *unmutes Comm Link* He’s only stunned.

Falling out with your best friend be like…

Jason: You can tell me, y’know. We never talked about it. What did Roy say about me?

Dick: It’s nothing too terrible…

Jason: You can tell me.

Dick: It wasn’t that bad…

Jason: Just be honest.

Dick:

Dick: He once called you an “ass***e” forty-six times in one sitting.

Jason: Wow.

Dick: Yeah, the people at the next table complained.

Jason: So, uh… Bonfire with Artemis, huh?

Dick: *grins* Just telling her stories about your Robin days. How’re things between you guys?

Jason: They’re good. Good, good, good. Solid… Why, did she say something?

Dick: No. It’s just… She’s a beautiful woman fighting crime with you. I was afraid you’d let the lines get blurred and fall for her.

Jason: *scoffs* What, me, fall for Artemis? Please.

Artemis: *enters wearing a floral dress and twirls*

Artemis: Hey, boys. So, how do I look?

Jason: Good. Yeah, yeah. Real good. Red’s not really my color, so… *mumbles* Forgot my jacket… Or salmon, or whatever that is. *walks out of trailer*

Red’s not really your color? *smirks* (That “Red Hood and the Outlaws” annual, though.)