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Tim: *sobbing on the couch*

Damian: *pushes Tim, forcing him to scoot over, and grabs the remote*

Tim: I’m sorry, is the fact that my life’s falling apart interfering with your TV show?

Damian: *tunes in to Animal Planet*

Damian: *munching on popcorn* It is.

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And the “Big Brother of the Year” Award goes to…

Dick: *baking cookies (Alfred’s recipe)*

Jason: *playing with Titus*

Damian: *arrives from Gotham High*

Damian: *slams his suitcase on the kitchen island*

Dick:

Jason:

Damian: *takes a seat on a stool, buries his face in his hands, and groans*

Dick: Soooo… How’s school?

Damian: *muffled* Okay.

Dick: Anything noteworthy happen?

Damian: *muffled* No.

Jason: *throws his hands up in the air* I thought you said he got dumped!

Dick: *through gritted teeth* I was easing into it.

Jason: Oh. Okay, go ahead.

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It’s tie.

incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

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”*

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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.

Jason: *reloading*

Tim: *yelling from behind a grandfather clock* Real guns don’t count, dude!

Damian:

Dick: *yelling from beside Tim* Neither do blades, Little D, sorry!

Damian: *putting his katana back in his closet* -Tt-

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Jay’s got ammo, alright. @jasontoddbestafterdeath