Dick: *hangs a picture of Superman on his wall*

Jason: Okay, do yourself a favor and stop worshipping this dude. There’s already a guy in your life who’s worth looking up to and modeling yourself after.

Dick: Bruce?

Jason: … Okay, two guys.


Alfred? No, Dick. Wally? Guess again. … Tim? Oh, for the love of – !

Sparring session at the Batcave…

Nightwing: *lights up escrima sticks*

Red Hood: *cocks guns*

Red Robin: *twirls Bo staff*

Robin: *pulls sword out of scabbard*

Robin: *pushes it back*

Red Robin: *smirks* What are you afraid of?

Robin: I’m afraid I’m gonna hit you all so hard that I’ll be an only child.


And he didn’t mean that to be cocky this time. It’s a legitimate concern.

Batman:

Justice League:

Batman: *has four pairs of pixie boots under his cape and two domino mask-covered pairs of eyes peeking out of it*

Justice League:

Superman: So, Bruce… Why didn’t you tell us you had children?

Batman: Okay, here’s the deal. I didn’t want you to know.


Because he works alone, okay?

Taking your circus-raised son to a gala be like…

Dick: *grabs three empty champagne flutes from a table*

Dick: Have you ever tried to juggle?

Bruce: Yes. I’m juggling my love for you and my embarrassment of you right now.

When you learn that your brother has a self-esteem issue (i.e., a little too much of it)…

Dick: Okay, let’s try this. Think of yourself as one of those limited edition toys people like to collect.

Damian: I already do.