
Imagine: Dick, when he senses any of his brothers is having a tough day.

Imagine: Dick, when he senses any of his brothers is having a tough day.

Imagine: Agent 37 talking to a mirror.

Imagine: Batgirl and Robin: Year One.
When asked what happened between Batman and Robin (or when the Titans learned which topics to avoid over dinner)…
Nightwing: Lose it? I didn’t lose it. It’s not like, “Whoops! Where’d my job go?” I QUIT. Someone pass me the asparagus.
When Robin so badly wanted to be Nightwing already…
Dick: Then set me free! You look at me and you don’t like what you see, but this is the price, Bruce… The price of belonging to you.
Batfatherhood be like…
Bruce [to his sons]: You don’t have to like each other, but you will learn to respect each other.
Dinah [about Barbara]: You’re cuter than I thought. I can see why she likes you…
Dick: Who?
Dinah: Not too bright, though.
When asked to describe him and his brothers…
Dick: … in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions… But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an acrobat, and an heir, and a criminal.
Right after Batman gives the Teen Titans a lengthy lecture about a mission gone horribly wrong…
Robin: Okay, team, set your faces to “stunned”!
Alfred: He’s sick, Master Bruce is sick.
Dick: How sick is he?
Alfred: Well, he’d have to get better to die.