incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

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.

richardgrayson-wayne:

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.

richardgrayson-wayne:

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.

richardgrayson-wayne:

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.

richardgrayson-wayne:

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.