Commissioner Gordon: Who died and made you Batman?
Nightwing/Red Hood/Red Robin/Robin/Azrael: Uhhhh…
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So, who’s gonna tell him?
Commissioner Gordon: Who died and made you Batman?
Nightwing/Red Hood/Red Robin/Robin/Azrael: Uhhhh…
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So, who’s gonna tell him?
Jason: Wow. Little Timmy, the new CEO of Wayne Enterprises. I feel so full of… What’s the opposite of shame?
Dick: Pride?
Jason: No, not that far from shame.
Dick: Less shame?
Jason: *beaming with pride* Yeah.
When your brother tells you to butt out of his fights…
Jason: It’s not my problem, Tim? I’m the one who had to go between you and Damian’s sword.
At a Wayne Foundation gala…
Jason: *trying to loosen his bowtie and grabbing a glass of champagne from a passing server’s tray* I just don’t want to be here, Dick.
Jason: Besides, this morning I started a fire on the lawn that I really should keep an eye on.
Oh, is that what “Alfred – 52 missed calls” was all about?
Bruce: Tim, I really don’t like you telling personal secrets to the Teen Titans.
Tim: Bruce, I didn’t tell ‘em personal stuff.
Bruce: Today at the Justice League meeting everyone knew that I dyed my white hairs black.
Tim: Oh, you mean about you?
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It’s just that even in the rare moments that he’s asleep, your son’s mind is going a mile a minute and his mouth goes along with it, Batman.
Tam: *entering the Wayne Enterprises building*
Tim: *fidgeting with his double-breasted suit*
Tim: *closes his eyes for a second, then exhales*
Tim: Do I look okay?
Jason: Timbo, she waved at you, she smiled. Clearly her standards aren’t that high.
Tim: Right, thanks.
Tim: If I were sleep-deprived, could I do this?
Jason: Uhhh. What are you doing?
Tim: Cartwheels. Am I not doing them?
Jason: *shakes head and walks away*
Damian: *watching Conner and Jon play catch in midair* I want a brother.
Jason: You can have mine *gestures to Tim*, but he’s kind of an idiot.
Dami, three not enough for you?
Dick: When are you gonna take time to be a kid?
Damian: In my mid-20’s, like you.
Dick: I’d ask Bruce to ground you for that, but then I wouldn’t have anyone to play with.
If the Robins had their own version of “Battle for the Cowl” (and how Jason’s going to win it)…
Jason: Listen, don’t let him “probie” you.
Damian: What?
Jason: I’ve been there, Dames. Tim’s going to pull rank.
Damian: *runs to find Tim* I can handle him!
Jason: *shouts after him* Watch your back, kid!
Jason: *snickers*
Battle for the Domino Mask?