Watching as a Godzilla-like creature terrorizes Gotham City…

Nightwing: *lighting up his escrima sticks* What do you give for our odds? About 50-50?

Red Hood: *doing a mental inventory of the explosives in his suit* That’s what I like about you, Dick. You’re an optimist.

The Signal: *feeling dejected after receiving “The Talk” from Batman after a mission gone awry*

Nightwing: *putting a comforting arm on his shoulder* Hey, don’t listen to Bruce.

Red Hood: *opening a bottle of beer using a batarang lying around* We don’t.

batmanisagatewaydrug:

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Nightwing: *speaking in a hushed tone* No, no, B, look, just –

Nightwing: *hissing* Will you stop that please? You’re breaking the freakin’ door! You want to buy this nice gentleman a brand new car, is that what you want?

Batman: *snorts, then let’s go of the door handle and glares at the window*

Nightwing: There. Was that so hard? Now, relax. As I was saying, once in a while, it’s nice to let someone else take the wheel, you know? To just let go of that consuming urge to control everything and everyone and –

Driver: *eyeing them through the rear view mirror* So, you two headed to the Gotham Comic Con?

Batman: Hrrrn.

Nightwing: Yes, yes, that’s exactly it.

a-wayne-at-heart:

If the Batboys had entrance music when they entered a battlefield…

DICK’s would be “Death of a Bachelor” by Panic! At the Disco…

JASON’s, “Heathens” by twenty one pilots…

TIM’s, “Basketcase” by Green Day…

And, DAMIAN’s, “The Imperial March” by John Williams.

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Mornings at the Batcave…

Tim: *downing a cup of espresso* Okay, we all know why we’re here, right?

Dick: *still in just boxer shorts, yawning and shaking his head*

Jason: *groans* No. Why?

Tim: To fight Damian, the bully. That tiny tween has been tormenting all of us for years, and I for one am sick of it! I can’t promise you victory. I can’t promise you good times. But the one thing I do know –

Dick and Jason: *head back to the Manor*

Tim: Whoa! Whoa! I promise you victory! I promise you good times!