Kory: *horrified, with her palms still smoking* I’m sorry I almost killed you.
Dick: *heart eyes* That’s all right. I need to be more careful next time.
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And all he had been trying to do was tickle her from behind as she prepared breakfast for them, Rachel and Gar.
Listening to Dick and Kory argue for about the hundredth time on their road trip…
Gar: *drinking the Capri Sun that Kory stuffed in his sweater pocket* Are you picking up on the chemistry that’s going on?
Rachel: *rummaging through the backpack that Dick packed for her* It’s like they’re married.
Dick: *scoffs* @spaceprincessem What, you actually think we’re like some married couple? So maybe Rach and Gar kind of need parents right now. And maybe we’re “co-parenting” or whatever. But does that automatically make us marr–
Kory: Dick, who’re you talking to?
Dick: No one, Hone– Kory! I meant, Kory.
Listening to Dick and Kory argue for about the hundredth time on their road trip…
Gar: *drinking the Capri Sun that Kory stuffed in his sweater pocket* Are you picking up on the chemistry that’s going on?
Rachel: *rummaging through the backpack that Dick packed for her* It’s like they’re married.
During The Signal’s first few days in training with the other Batboys…
Duke: *looking ahead nervously and seeing Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin and Robin disappear from his peripheral vision one by one*
Duke: Oh, so we’re going toward the gunshots now?!
When Nightwing’s away, the other Robins will play…
Jason: *holding a bound, gagged, and very bored-looking Damian upside down* Permission to drop the little twerp into a deep, dark hole, Sir?
Tim: Granted.
Damian: -Tt-
When Wally met Dick…
Robin: *wearing a green scaly leotard*
Kid Flash: What am I looking at here, Robin? Hero to hero, didn’t you want to wear something a little more form-flattering? Like a pile of towels?
Driving away from a monster attacking Gotham City be like…
Nightwing: *looking through the rear window of the Batmobile* Uh, guys –
Red Robin: *sitting next to Dick, desperately trying to gain remote control of the Batjet using his communicator*
Robin: *riding shotgun* -Tt- You were picked for a reason, Todd! You’re supposed to be our reckless driver!
Red Hood: *about to drive the Batmobile through a burning building* I’m driving as recklessly as I can!
With a fORK
Wally: *instantly regretful of his word-vomit* I gotta bribe you to keep you quiet?
Dick: I don’t call it a bribe. I call it cereal.
Dick: *not losing eye contact with @dangerous-doodle while tenderly skewering the tiny, dehydrated, bat-shaped marshmallows with the tines one. By. One.*
Red Hood: Look, don’t judge me…
Red Hood: *eyes Nightwing from head to toe*
Red Hood: Not that you could in that.
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You’re one to talk, Mr. Pill Helmet.
Post-mission debriefing…
Red Hood:
Nightwing:
Red Robin:
Robin:
Red Hood: Who can blame me for having a little fun? 🤷♂
Nightwing: I can.
Red Robin: Me, too.
Robin: -Tt-
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