Jason [to Tim]: This is an official apology. I’m a horrible person and I’m sorry. What I did was horrible, even by our standards. And, let’s face it, we’ve set the bar very low.
Tag: incorrect batfamily quotes
Red Hood: That line you’re talking about? I crossed it a long time ago.
Batman:
When you train your youngest brother a little differently from how your MIA adoptive father trains both of you…
Batman [to Robin]: You’ll have to use your charm, Damian. Not your sidearm.
Dick exudes charm even as Batman. Bruce does as Bruce.
The Batfamily’s cue to start worrying about Red Hood…
Alfred: Master Jason may be violent and uncommunicative, but he is never tardy.
Said Alfred, as he glances at the grandfather clock, only the slightest hint of worry seen through a raised eyebrow in an otherwise well-rehearsed stoic face, then at his other grandkids sitting at the dinner table, ready at a moment’s notice to drop their utensils to look for their brother.
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-
Bruce: What did you do with my son?
Jason: I’m your son.
Bruce: What did you do with my oth– you. You. … Yes, you are.
Jason: Are you okay…?
Bruce: You’re my son, Jason.
Jason: … Okay, you’re making me feel super weird, so.
Jason: …
Jason: I tossed Tim in a dumpster because he fell asleep. Grab him and get away, Kay?
Jason: Bye.
*Jason leaves*
Bruce: Jason is my son. He still thinks of himself as my son. *melts a little*
Re-reblogging.
Bruce: What did you do with my son?
Jason: I’m your son.
Bruce: What did you do with my oth– you. You. … Yes, you are.
Jason: Are you okay…?
Bruce: You’re my son, Jason.
Jason: … Okay, you’re making me feel super weird, so.
Jason: …
Jason: I tossed Tim in a dumpster because he fell asleep. Grab him and get away, Kay?
Jason: Bye.
*Jason leaves*
Bruce: Jason is my son. He still thinks of himself as my son. *melts a little*
Re-reblogging.
Bruce: What did you do with my son?
Jason: I’m your son.
Bruce: What did you do with my oth– you. You. … Yes, you are.
Jason: Are you okay…?
Bruce: You’re my son, Jason.
Jason: … Okay, you’re making me feel super weird, so.
Jason: …
Jason: I tossed Tim in a dumpster because he fell asleep. Grab him and get away, Kay?
Jason: Bye.
*Jason leaves*
Bruce: Jason is my son. He still thinks of himself as my son. *melts a little*
Re-reblogging.
Bruce: What did you do with my son?
Jason: I’m your son.
Bruce: What did you do with my oth– you. You. … Yes, you are.
Jason: Are you okay…?
Bruce: You’re my son, Jason.
Jason: … Okay, you’re making me feel super weird, so.
Jason: …
Jason: I tossed Tim in a dumpster because he fell asleep. Grab him and get away, Kay?
Jason: Bye.
*Jason leaves*
Bruce: Jason is my son. He still thinks of himself as my son. *melts a little*
Re-reblogging.
Red Robin: If you can’t beat ‘em, drone ‘em.
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Too soon?
