Preparing to jump a gang of mobsters be like…

Red Hood: Okay. On three. One. Two –

Arsenal: Why don’t we just go on two?

Red Hood: Why two?

Arsenal: Because it’s faster.

Red Hood: You know, I could’ve counted to three, like, four times without all this “two” talk!

Arsenal: All right, but in the future…

Red Hood: Okay. One. Two –

Arsenal: So are we going on two?

Warehouse: *explodes*

Red Robin: *watches as debris slowly fall into the Gotham Harbor*

Red Hood: *looks at Tim questioningly*

Red Robin: Bruce’s not going to say anything because we’re not going to tell him.

Red Hood: We’re not?

Red Robin: No, we’re not.

Red Hood: Alright. I like that.

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Because Tim would totally propose this and Jason would totally agree.

When you’re on the way to a suspect’s location and Waze is down (or Red Robin’s not answering for some reason *rolls eyes*)…

Robin: To which city are we near?

Nightwing: Coast! Fawcett! Oh, oh, Gateway!

Red Hood: Okay, why are you even answering?

When you’re weary from patrol and craving for some shut-eye only to find intruders in your safe house…

Red Hood:

Nightwing: *rummaging through the cabinets*

Red Robin: *installing security cameras in the living room*

Robin: *examining the samurai swords hanging on the wall*

Red Hood: I gave you my passcode for emergencies.

Robin:

Red Robin:

Nightwing: We were out of Doritos.

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When you overstay your welcome at Red Hood’s safe house…

Jason: *hopping over mounds of bloody patrol suits and broken weapons while picking up dirty dishes*

Tim and Damian: *playing Injustice 2 on Xbox while yelling threats at each other*

Dick: *pouring milk on his cereal and spilling some on the carpet*

Jason: I don’t know when I became a dad to three lazy teenagers, but it stops today. You guys are cleaning this place up, top to bottom!

Dick: Hey, we don’t even live here!

Jason: Yes or no, do you have clothes in my laundry right now?

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When you overstay your welcome at Red Hood’s safe house…

Jason: *hopping over mounds of bloody patrol suits and broken weapons while picking up dirty dishes*

Tim and Damian: *playing Injustice 2 on Xbox while yelling threats at each other*

Dick: *pouring milk on his cereal and spilling some on the carpet*

Jason: I don’t know when I became a dad to three lazy teenagers, but it stops today. You guys are cleaning this place up, top to bottom!

Dick: Hey, we don’t even live here!

Jason: Yes or no, do you have clothes in my laundry right now?