Preparing for an undercover mission at a Wayne Foundation charity gala for children be like…

Dick: We can’t all be Cinderella.

Tim: Then how do we decide?

Jason: Well, it’s simple. This was my idea. I’m driving. I’m Cinderella. If you bitches got a problem with that, we can stop the car right now.

Damian: *sulking in his Winnie the Pooh costume* -Tt-

a-wayne-at-heart:

Damian: All I needed was the Batplane, so why is it full of you idiots?

Tim: I wasn’t gonna sit around the Batcave all by myself.

Dick: One of us needed multi-engine time for his pilot’s license.

Jason: And one of us would go pretty much anywhere to piss off your father.

a-wayne-at-heart:

The Batboys, getting off a plane, hands up in surrender, at gunpoint by the Air Force…

Dick: Don’t shoot!

Jason: We’re coming out, don’t shoot!

Air Force: *shouting at them to drop their weapons*

Tim: *cursing under his breath*

Jason: Do not shoot! Guys, it’s okay, I – Q clearance! I’ve got Q clearance!

Damian: Seriously, is that even a real thing?

Colonel: Q clearance? Let’s see about that. What’s your authentication phrase?

Jason: Sweet, dash, 44, tender, dash, 9, hot, dash, juicy. Porkchops.

Tim and Damian: *glaring*

Jason: *shrugs* I didn’t pick it.

a-wayne-at-heart:

Bruce: Because I don’t want it in the Batmobile.

Jason: Well, what do you want me to do, Bruce?

*Jason holds up a used airsickness bag*

Jason: Just throw it out the window?

Bruce: *through gritted teeth* Obviously.

Jason: Oh.

*Jason throws the bag out the car window, hitting Damian*

Damian: TODD!

Jason: Ha, ha!

Taking refuge at your brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…

Jason: *pulling on the sleepwear he borrowed earlier*

Jason: How do you sleep in these things, Dick? Silk pajamas on satin sheets. I slid out of the bed, like, three times.

Taking refuge at your brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…

Jason: *pulling on the sleepwear he borrowed earlier*

Jason: How do you sleep in these things, Dick? Silk pajamas on satin sheets. I slid out of the bed, like, three times.

(Finally) Visiting your older brother’s Blüdhaven apartment after he begs you for the nth time…

Jason: *listening for Dick’s movements in the kitchen*

Jason [to Tim and Damian]: *whispering* Look, if we don’t leave now, he’ll use food and guilt to keep us here for the rest of our lives.