When you overstay your welcome at Red Hood’s safe house…
Jason: *hopping over mounds of bloody patrol suits and broken weapons while picking up dirty dishes*
Tim and Damian: *playing Injustice 2 on Xbox while yelling threats at each other*
Dick: *pouring milk on his cereal and spilling some on the carpet*
Jason: I don’t know when I became a dad to three lazy teenagers, but it stops today. You guys are cleaning this place up, top to bottom!
Dick: Hey, we don’t even live here!
Jason: Yes or no, do you have clothes in my laundry right now?
Tag: grumpy old kid
When you realize that maybe it isn’t a good idea to pair up your two younger brothers for patrol just yet…
Red Robin and Robin: *storm into the Batcave, shoving each other out of the way, and immediately head to opposite directions*
Red Robin: *swearing angrily under his breath*
Robin: -Tt-
Nightwing: Um…
Red Robin: *glowers at Damian while stripping off his uniform*
Robin: *hisses at Tim, grabs Alfred the Cat, and goes upstairs to his bedroom*
Nightwing: So…
Red Robin: The brat followed me home. Can we keep him? Can we keep him? Say no, Dick!
Touring your best friend’s (humongous) bedroom be like…
Jon: *sees a sketch pad on an immaculately organized antique desk* What do you draw about?
Damian: Everything. Anything. My thoughts. My insights into the human condition.
Jon: Wow! Really? Do you mind if I —
Damian: If it will keep you quiet, please do.
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Not how you treat your guests, but okay.
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.
Batman: *discussing the do’s and don’ts for an upcoming mission*
Red Hood [to The Signal]: *whispering* Don’t worry about it, man.
Red Hood: *gestures to his brothers and to himself* You’re kind of like a Robin now. We make our own rules.
Nightwing: *winks*
Red Robin: *grins*
Robin: *salutes*
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Bros before… broody, mood-killing, adoptive fathers clad in leather.
At the Kent Farm…
Damian: *gets a hug from Jon*
At Wayne Manor…
Dick: *receives a text message* Little D: I need help reacting to something.
He’s… not used to affection.
And he couldn’t have asked a better person.
At the Kent Farm…
Damian: *gets a hug from Jon*
At Wayne Manor…
Dick: *receives a text message* Little D: I need help reacting to something.
He’s… not used to affection.
And he couldn’t have asked a better person.
Damian: *building a LEGO Death Star*
Damian: -Tt-
Damian: *yelling* Drake! I need your help!
Tim: Your room? You’re letting me go into your room?!
Dick: *cuddling a febrile Damian*
Dick: He’s just going to sleep anyway, and I’ll keep an eye on him, so you can go.
Jason: I don’t know. It doesn’t feel right just abandoning the brat when he’s sick.
Dick: *grins* Congratulations. Now you know what it feels like to be a parent.
Jason: Yeah. How inconvenient.
Because it’s canon that Dick and Damian have a semi-paternal bond (and that Jason cares about his brothers).
Red Hood [to thug]: I bark.
Red Hood: That kid there, see him? *points to Robin*
Red Hood: He bites.
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