Paintball war at the Manor…

Dick: *whispering* Why did the Resurrected Robins stop firing?

Tim: *listening to every sound* I don’t know… They’re probably out of ammo.

Jason: *yelling from a makeshift fort in Damian’s room* Hey, Fake-Dead Robins, we are giving you a chance to surrender!

Dick: *aims his paintball marker at the draped Batman bedsheet* Yeah, they’re definitely out of ammo.

Tim: Dick, we have a problem.

Dick: Guys, I am not your mother, so don’t come tattling to me every time one of you does something that the other one doesn’t like.

Tim: I’m telling you, he’s crazy. He keeps threatening me and talking in a scary voice.

Damian: No I didn’t.

Tim: Oh, so you’re saying you didn’t threaten to cut my hair off and give it to Ra’s as a birthday present?

Damian: You know, Drake, I think you’re taking my words a little out of context.

Tim: What?! What context?!

When your brother visits your Blüdhaven apartment…

Dick: How cheap do you think I am?

Jason: *grabs a box from the cupboard and shakes it* Well, your cereal box says, “Cereal”.

Dick: *grabs the box and returns it to the cupboard* Generic is how you get your savings.

When your brother visits your Blüdhaven apartment…

Dick: How cheap do you think I am?

Jason: *grabs a box from the cupboard and shakes it* Well, your cereal box says, “Cereal”.

Dick: *grabs the box and returns it to the cupboard* Generic is how you get your savings.

Early on-the-job training with the “OG Robin” be like…

Goons: *in hot pursuit*

Robin: *standing on the edge of a cliff* Y-you w-want me to j-j-jump?

Nightwing: *chuckles* No, Tim, I want you to have the power to apparate like the teenage wizards in “Harry Potter”, but you don’t, so into the wind you go! *shoves him lightly then follows*

Nightwing: *singing NSYNC’s “Bye Bye Bye”*

Robin: *abruptly hits the Batmobile brakes*

Nightwing: *slumps back into the passenger seat and takes an earphone out of his ear*

Robin: You know what I find annoying?

Nightwing: Me?

Robin: *grabs Dick’s earphones, chucks them out of the window, and floors the gas pedal*Yes.

The Young Justice motto…

Robin: *looking from “Batman calling” on his communicator to a bomb detonator next to a contraband-filled supervillain warehouse*

Robin [to the rest of the team]: Well, if we’re going to be accused of it, we might as well do it. 

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That one time Superboy cried because Robin wouldn’t accept his birthday present for him…

Kara [about Jon]: Well, Damian, you are his best friend. Friends give each other presents.

Damian: I accept your premise; I reject your conclusion.

Tim [to Kara]: *whispering* Try telling him it’s a non-optional social convention.

Kara: What?

Jason: Just do it.

Kara [to Damian]: It’s a… non-optional social convention.

Damian: Ah. Fair enough. *takes the gift and walks away*

Dick: *grins* He came with a manual.