Remember Nightwing’s pregnancy scare?
Jason [to Dick]: I know that you’ll be a good father, Dick. A really good one. Because you’re tough, and you’re kind, and you’re smart.
Jason: And if you tell anyone that I said that, I will deny it.
Remember Nightwing’s pregnancy scare?
Jason [to Dick]: I know that you’ll be a good father, Dick. A really good one. Because you’re tough, and you’re kind, and you’re smart.
Jason: And if you tell anyone that I said that, I will deny it.
Crashing into your brother’s apartment post-patrol to borrow a shirt…
Red Hood [to Dick]: I get all the history lessons that I need just by looking at your wardrobe.
Visiting your eldest brother in Blüdhaven be like…
Red Hood: Officer, can I read you your rights?
Officer Grayson: …
Red Robin: *wraps his arms around Dick from behind, effectively restraining him*
Robin: *jumps into Dick’s arms, entrapping the man further*
Red Hood: *grins* You have the right to remain hugged. And you have the right to remain missed.
Visiting your eldest brother in Blüdhaven be like…
Red Hood: Officer, can I read you your rights?
Officer Grayson: …
Red Robin: *wraps his arms around Dick from behind, effectively restraining him*
Robin: *jumps into Dick’s arms, entrapping the man further*
Red Hood: *grins* You have the right to remain hugged. And you have the right to remain missed.
Dick: Tim, I have to ask you a favor. It’s about my clothes…
Jason: *from his bedroom across the hall* Burn them! Burn them all!
When Wally met Dick…
Robin: *wearing a green scaly leotard*
Kid Flash: What am I looking at here, Robin? Hero to hero, didn’t you want to wear something a little more form-flattering? Like a pile of towels?
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *scouring cabinets for the last box of Lucky Charms*
Jason: *sipping tea*
Tim: *working on his laptop, half a waffle hanging from his mouth*
Damian: *enters the kitchen looking solemn*
Damian: Drake. I need you to teach me how to be… a douchebag.
Dick and Jason:
Tim:
Tim: Let’s get started.
Tim and Damian: *walk out of the kitchen*
Jason: What is happening in the world?
When the decline in the Gotham City crime rate leaves you a bum at the Manor for a while…
Dick: Just suck in your gut.
Jason: *scoffs* What gut?
Dick: That little pouch where you keep Alfred’s cookies.
The truth behind Batman’s death in the New 52…
Bruce: You told them I was dead?
Dick: Well, as I recall, you told our entire family I was dead, so now we’re even!
Bruce: Dick, this isn’t a saying-people-are-dead competition.
Undercover as S.T.A.R Labs employees…
Dick: *polishing his faux glasses* Jay, you look so smart in that coat.
Jason: Not that smart. I just found out that you’re supposed to wear clothes under this thing.