Dick: I missed you so much that I couldn’t concentrate in school and I got an “F”, Bruce!

Bruce: This is dated two weeks ago.

Dick: Oh, sorry. *takes out a crumpled slip of paper from his pocket* Here’s a fresh one.


Really, Richard? It had nothing to do with Robin’s secret patrols with Superman?

When your adoptive son gets insecure…

Bruce: Dick, I wasn’t prepared to raise a kid like you. There’s no manual on how to raise a child who just lost both his parents. If there were, I would have read it a hundred times, cover-to-cover, because I loved you from the moment you stepped into the Manor. I just didn’t know how to show you.


… So you just encouraged him to fight crime alongside you? (Also, be careful, Batman. Declarations of love to Nightwing earn you the biggest tackle-hugs.)   

Nightwing: *walking in on a 100% stunned, sweaty, and unmoving Red Hood being tightly hugged by Batman in the Batcave*

Nightwing: Is it me or did it just get totally awkward in here?


Said Dick Grayson, seconds before running to them and joining the hugfest.

Dick: It’s like looking for a prize at the bottom of a cereal box!

Damian: Apparently, you and I eat different kinds of cereal.


See, your older brother prefers those sugary ones with cartoony characters on the box. Where do you think he gets all that energy and enthusiasm?