Red Hood [to the Batfamily]: I’m finally having a good time again. I thought you guys would appreciate that.
Nightwing: We would if you were using your skills for just fighting crime instead of doing crime.
Red Hood [to the Batfamily]: I’m finally having a good time again. I thought you guys would appreciate that.
Nightwing: We would if you were using your skills for just fighting crime instead of doing crime.
Jason: *drops two six-packs of beer on the kitchen table*
Dick: What are we celebrating?
Jason: *burps loudly* Tuesday.
Jason Tim’s about half a wreck, huh?
Dick: Yeah, so why do you pick on him?
Jason: I… Oh, was that not rhetorical?
Damian: Drake.
Tim: Brat. The bet ends today. Are you ready?
Damian: I was born ready.
Tim: To lose? The whole question was, “Are you ready to lose?” and you said you were born that way.
Damian: Twist my words all you want.
Tim: Okay.
Damian: I’m winning this bet.
Jason: What bet? What’re you guys talking about?
Dick: Seriously? The bet? They’ve been keeping score all year. It comes up all the time. What are you doin’ all day?
Jason: Nothin’. Why, you wanna hang out?
Tim: *still fuming from an argument with Damian*
Dick:
Dick: *puts a comforting arm over Tim’s shoulder*
Dick: You know, he’s really quite sweet when he’s not trying to destroy you.
What Batman’s day is really like…
Dick: *watching on as one of his brothers does something*
Dick: Bruce? Did you just see – ?
Bruce: Yes. I’ll deal with that tomorrow.
Nightwing: Bruce is more than a teacher to me.
Superman: Like a big brother?
Nightwing: More like a dad.
Tim: *mumbling while walking out of the kitchen*
Dick:
Dick: Did Timmy say something weird again?
Jason: *without looking up from the newspaper he’s reading* When does he not?
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*
Robin: *chatters on loudly about the Batcave’s history to Aqualad*
Superboy: *lifts and examines the giant coin*
Kid Flash: *zooms in and out of every room in the Manor (especially the kitchen)*
Batman: *tries to do work on the Batcomputer*
Batman: Hrrrn.
Batman: *contacts the rest of the Justice League at the Watchtower*
Batman: How did I get elected Supernanny?
Justice League: *burst out laughing*
You’re a natural, Batdad.