Rolling (rapping + trolling)…
Jason: *beatboxing*
Damian: Ain’t no party like a Tim Drake party ‘cause a Tim Drake party don’t start. *drops mic*
Tag: grumpy old kid
Red Robin: *referring to Damian’s sword* Drop it, brat.
Robin: *tightening his grip* Can’t do that, Drake.
Red Hood: Guys, guys, guys, guys. Let’s just, let’s just take a minute here. Remember, we’re a family –
Red Robin and Robin: Stay in the car!
Red Hood: Technically, I still have one foot in the car –
Dick: *knocks on Damian’s bedroom door*
Dick: Little D, hey, I just came up to see what you were doing.
Dick: And maybe stop you.
When Damian Wayne gets acquainted with the pleasures of candy…
Damian: Two days until trick-or-treating. What am I supposed to eat until then, Pennyworth? Other food?
Red Robin: Did Nightwing and Red Hood turn off their mics?
Robin: I did. Those two gab like little school girls on the field. It’s murder on the ears.
When you tell your little brother about the time you messed up during your tenure as the Teen Titans’ leader…
Tim: People think that I’m smart, but I’m not smart.
Damian: Who thinks that you’re smart?
Few things scare a Robin who’s already died…
Jason: *clutches at chest* You scared me!
Damian: *climbs down from ceiling*
Damian: It’s just me.
Jason: That’s enough!
… and one’s another Robin who has, too.
The Robins as…
CORPORATE EMPLOYEES
Dick
- Human Resources Head
- Requires all employees to regularly attend team building/group therapy sessions, many of which he himself leads (though most don’t feel “obligated” to because they actually like him and his programs)
- Spends majority of his time at work mediating between his brothers, honestly
Jason
- Chief Security Officer
- One of the main reasons the entire company can sleep soundly at night
- He’s thought of everything – from shatterproof glass windows to extensive financial protection strategies to protocols to take down shady bystanders dressed as clowns to –
Tim
- Chief Executive Officer
- Deserves an award for putting up with a certain member of the Board of Directors, who he reports to
- Would rather stay cooped up in his office, working overtime, than travel abroad or go golfing with other executives (and his personal assistant deserves an award for the daily number of “coffee runs” done in his behalf)
Damian
- member of the Board of Directors (alongside Bruce, who, in spite of constantly having to deal with headaches caused by arguing with his youngest son, cannot deny the teenager’s business acumen)
- “You were saying?”, he says as he glowers at another member who’s clearly perturbed by the cow standing beside him at the head of the conference table
Superboy: *staring in horror at the Kryptonite-lined bands on his wrists* Damian, I’m handcuffed!
Robin: *already tinkering with his own handcuffs* Relax. Handcuffs are a cinch.
Superboy: Really?
Robin: Yeah. There’s a bone in your thumb. Tiny bone. Really easy to break. What you’re gonna want to do is you’re gonna want to apply torsional pressure to it until it snaps.
Superboy: I’m not gonna break my bone!
Robin: Well, in that case, you are screwed.
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