Taking refuge at your brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…
Jason: *pulling on the sleepwear he borrowed earlier*
Jason: How do you sleep in these things, Dick? Silk pajamas on satin sheets. I slid out of the bed, like, three times.
Taking refuge at your brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…
Jason: *pulling on the sleepwear he borrowed earlier*
Jason: How do you sleep in these things, Dick? Silk pajamas on satin sheets. I slid out of the bed, like, three times.
(Finally) Visiting your older brother’s Blüdhaven apartment after he begs you for the nth time…
Jason: *listening for Dick’s movements in the kitchen*
Jason [to Tim and Damian]: *whispering* Look, if we don’t leave now, he’ll use food and guilt to keep us here for the rest of our lives.
(Finally) Visiting your older brother’s Blüdhaven apartment after he begs you for the nth time…
Jason: *listening for Dick’s movements in the kitchen*
Jason [to Tim and Damian]: *whispering* Look, if we don’t leave now, he’ll use food and guilt to keep us here for the rest of our lives.
When you realize that little Robin’s not so little anymore…
Damian: I was going to spend the night with my special little lady –
Dick: *falls off the chandelier he was dangling from*
Jason: *chokes on the cigarette he was about to light up*
Tim: *wakes up*
Alfred: *accidentally pours tea on Tim*
Bruce: *freezes up*
Damian: – but she’s got worms and I had to take her to the vet.
Bruce, Alfred, Dick, Jason, and Tim: *collective sigh of relief*
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *ranting about how his Nightwing suit’s starting to tighten around his hips and thighs*
Jason: I think your morning Cocoa Puffs are turning you into a hysterical woman.
Tim: Wow. Dick’s pissed off and Jason was right. What a weird day.
When Robin returned from his “Year of Blood”…
Nightwing: *sniffling* He left a boy. He returns a boy-sized hero.
Dick: Hmmm. It’s going to be difficult to find something you’re both equally good at…
Jason: Is there anything you’re both equally bad at?
Tim and Damian: Human emotions.
Rescuing your brother who’s been stranded in the jungle for five weeks be like…
Nightwing: *hugs Tim* You’re so brave, little brother. I’m proud of you.
Red Robin: *staring blankly* I ate a butterfly. It was so small, so beautiful… I was so hungry.
Mornings at the Manor…
Jason: *cooking pancakes*
Dick: *doing a headstand and using his feet as hands* Blueberry, Jay!
Alfred: *slapping Dick’s feet away from the kitchen counter* Same, Master Jason.
Bruce: *reading the Gotham Gazette* Hn. Same.
Tim: *pouring a fizzing liquid from one test tube to another* Same.
Damian: -Tt-
Jason: Okay, so the same for everyone, with extra spit on Damian’s.