Mornings at the Manor…

Dick: *scouring cabinets for the last box of Lucky Charms*

Jason: *sipping tea*

Tim: *working on his laptop, half a waffle hanging from his mouth*

Damian: *enters the kitchen looking solemn*

Damian: Drake. I need you to teach me how to be… a douchebag.

Dick and Jason:

Tim:

Tim: Let’s get started.

Tim and Damian: *walk out of the kitchen*

Jason: What is happening in the world?

When you fight with your best friend but can’t really avoid him for dramatic effect because you share a safe house…

Jason: I don’t like you and I don’t want to be your friend. So could you leave, please? Because I’m about to start crying, and you are the last person I want to cry in front of.

Roy: I want to cry, too. Where am I supposed to cry? You can’t monopolize the bathroom crying space.

Mornings at the Manor…

Jason: Lotus Bear Relax! I can smell it on you right now!

Tim: Stop smelling my hair!

Jason: You know how much that stuff cost?

Tim: I didn’t use your conditioner!

Jason: Then why does your hair look so baby soft?!

The truth behind Batman’s death in the New 52…

Bruce: You told them I was dead?

Dick: Well, as I recall, you told our entire family I was dead, so now we’re even!

Bruce: Dick, this isn’t a saying-people-are-dead competition.

Visiting Red Robin’s, um, less-than-pristine Nest be like…

Jason: *stepping over mounds of dirty clothes and cowls, crushed coffee cups, Cheetos, and who knows what else*

Tim: *typing away on his laptop with saggy eyelids, half a cookie sticking out of his mouth*

Jason: Seeing you in your natural habitat is so disturbing.