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!

When your little brother’s a tattletale who hasn’t quite gotten the hang of common expressions just yet…

Red Robin: *looking at his communicator and panicking at the sight of Batman’s face flashing on the screen*

Red Robin: Arghhh! Brat, you let the cat out of the freakin’ bag!

Robin:

Robin: Cats shouldn’t be in a bag in the first place, Drake. Bags are a terrible place for cats.

When Batman grounds you from patrolling until you learn to get along with each other…

Red Robin: I really love you, little brother.

Robin: *throws the script at him* -Tt- We have got to get you to that acting clinic, Drake.

Red Robin: And that was with me picturing coffee.

At the Annual Justice League Family Day…

The Batfamily: *enter the picnic area*

Hal [to Barry]: A horde. That’s the minimum. They don’t come in anything less than a horde.

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Bonus:

Clark and Jon: *walk in with them*