Damian: Is it okay if I do it for Grayson and not you?
Tim: Yeah.
Damian: Because I really like Grayson.
Jason: We know.
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Tim: *slumped on the Batcomputer keyboard*
Jason: Just to be clear: looks like he’s dead. Is he dead?
Dick: It just looks like he’s dead. He’s got, like, coffee stains on him or something. But he’s going to be fine.
Imagine: How Dick Grayson used to pick his outfits.
Family Patrol Night…
Batman: *smells a handprint on the wall*
Batman: *narrows eyes* Hn.
Red Hood [to Nightwing]: *whispering* Is it just me, or is our dad a freakin’ weirdo?
Preparing for Family Patrol Night…
Robin: *adjusting Goliath’s leash* What, Todd, for the first time ever, doesn’t want to do this?
Nightwing: *stuffing cereal packets into strategic places in his suit* No, no, he does. It’s just that he’s been so mopey.
Red Robin: *checking the coordinates of a supervillain’s lair on the Batcomputer* Well, that could have something to do with the fact that today’s his death anniversary.
Nightwing: I don’t know what it is.
Red Robin: I think that’s what it is.
Robin: -Tt- Who knows with him?
Red Robin: *looks into the camera like he’s on “The Office”*
Dick: You smited somebody?
Damian: Smote. The past tense of smite is smote.
At a Wayne Foundation gala…
Dick: Very dapper!
Jason: *trying desperately to loosen his bowtie* Alfred dressed me.
Dick: Like a Ken doll.
Batman: *enters the Batcave, half-naked in a singed and tattered Batsuit*
Batman: *heads directly to the Batcomputer, limping, dripping blood on the ground*
Nightwing:
Red Robin:
Robin:
Alfred:
Red Hood: Did you get in a tickle fight with Edward Scissorhands?
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *sulking*
Bruce: *reading the business section of the Gotham Gazette*
Alfred: *taking Tim’s groggy face out of a cup of coffee he was trying to drink*
Jason: *cooking waffles while whistling an 80’s tune*
Damian: *doing one-finger push-ups with Alfred the Cat on his back*
Dick: I know I’m the only one in this house who actually drinks milk, but would it kill any of you to make sure it’s actually on the grocery list?
At a Wayne Charity Foundation gala…
Dick: *flashes the signature Grayson grin while offering to shake the Mayor’s hand* Nice to meet you, Sir, Ma’am.
Mayor’s Wife [to Bruce]: Your family is lovely!
Bruce: Hn. Does it seem that way? Where’s Jason?
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Meanwhile…
Jason: *smoking beside a dumpster outside the hotel and eavesdropping via Comm Link* Legally dead, you old Bat.
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