Nightwing: *smirks*

Nightwing: *passes binoculars to Red Hood*

Red Hood: *looks through binoculars*

Red Hood: *sees Batman and Catwoman giggling at each other three rooftops away*

Red Hood: It’s like he’s had a personality transplant. Now he’s happy?

When your brothers want to take you on a camping trip but you’d much rather stay in Gotham City to work on a case…

Dick: *deciding on which bug sprays and skin care products to bring*

Jason: *loading tents, duffel bags, and sleeping bags into the SUV*

Damian: *asking Alfred to pack some pet food just in case they encounter some animals*

Duke: *taking pre-trip photos and videos*

Tim [on Duke’s Snaptchat]: *pale from sleep deprivation and possibly dehydrated from too much caffeine* I don’t understand why you guys can’t go without me and just Photoshop me in. 


Like Batman, like middle child.

Things Batman has no time for…

Tim: Bruce, he threw the remote at my head last night!

Damian: “Threw” is strong. I tossed it.

Bruce: *pauses from typing on the Batcomputer*

Bruce: *buries his face in his hands and groans*   

When you’re not really fond of entertaining guests at your safe house (including brothers who come by unannounced after patrol)…

Dick: *stomach grumbles*

Dick: *opens the refrigerator* 

Jason: This is a food-free household, and you need to lose a little weight, so this is really a win-win.