Flirting with a geeky, sleep-deprived, teenaged vigilante be like…

Tim: You smell like strawberries.

Tam: It’s my lip gloss.

Tim: Does it taste like it smells?

Tam: *grins* You wanna find out?

Tim: Sure!

Tam: *leans in to kiss him*

Tim: *uses a finger to wipe lip gloss off her lips, then tastes it*

Tim: Mmmm.

Shopping for your father’s birthday at an antique shop be like…

Dick: *looking at weapons previously owned by Earth-2 superheroes* Let’s just pick out a present that reflects Bruce.

Damian: *attempting to touch said weapons*

Tim: *browsing a rack of Silver Age costumes* Like what?

Dick: *swatting at Damian’s grabby hands*

Jason: *staring at a painting* How about a grizzly bear ripping apart a salmon?

Damian: -Tt-

Mornings at the Manor…

Jason: *walks into the kitchen groggily*

Dick: *eating Cheerios cheerily*

Jason: *opens the refrigerator*

Jason: *groans*

Jason: *chugs a liter of water directly from the bottle*

Dick: … ?

Jason: I either drank too much or got hit by a train.


Or when you can’t recall if you got clobbered during patrol last night or hung out at a bar till 4 AM with your best bud, Roy.

When your little brother grew up being waited on hand and foot by servants (and Alfred’s on vacation)…

Damian: *carrying his Robin suit* You wash them, you dry them. How hard could it be?

Damian: -Tt-

Dick: So, what’s the problem?

Damian: Which one’s the washer?

When Batman invites the Justice League over for breakfast at the Manor before a mission…

Green Lantern: Alfie, ol’ man, I’d like some scrambled egg whites, dry wheat toast, and Earl Grey tea. *snaps fingers*

Alfred: Really, Mr. Jordan? Well, I’d like some new shoes, a jet pack, and a hairline.


Hal, you are sassing the wrong butler.

Family Patrol Night…

While grapple-hooking from skyscraper to skyscraper…

Robin: Can I go back to Superman’s farm tomorrow?

Batman: Why?

Robin: I want to hang out with Jon.

Batman: What, all of a sudden your father’s not good enough for you?

Robin:

Robin: It’s not “all of a sudden”.