Sending your son (when your other sons are unavailable) on a mission be like…
Red Hood: *yelling as his motorcyle speeds out of the Batcave* This will be blown way out of proportion! You have my word on that, Bruce!
Batman: *facepalms*
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Traditions be like…
Jason: … And every year, Roy and I would dress up as trolls and egg Tim’s safe house.
Tim: That was you?!
Damian: Please, Drake, this is a private conversation.
Jason: *doing wheelies, stoppies, and burnouts*
Jason: *jumps while his motorcycle’s mid-air, does a backflip, then gets back on and lands gracefully in front of Tim*
Tim: *sips coffee* This morning I saw a YouTube video of a puppy riding a motorcycle, so my bar for stunning is pretty high.
When Batman’s friends can’t help but remember how young his crimefighting children are…
Superman: How old are you again?
Red Hood: He’s 17 *points to Red Robin* and I’m 19/immortal.
No, no, wait… Come to think of it, the whole Batfamily’s basically /immortal.
When Batman’s friends can’t help but remember how young his crimefighting children are…
Superman: How old are you again?
Red Hood: He’s 17 *points to Red Robin* and I’m 19/immortal.
Roy: You’re my best friend, but you are a terrible person to talk to about personal stuff.
Jason: Thank you. That means a lot to me.
There’s always that one son during fancy dinners at luxurious Gotham City restaurants…
Jason [to waiter]: I’ll have a glass of your most expensive red wine mixed with a glass of your cheapest white wine served in a dog bowl. Silly straws all around, please.
Bruce: *groans*
Artemis: Your family has made you a more patient and empathetic person, Jason.
Red Hood: You take that back!
Oh, come on now. You know you wuuuvs ‘em, Jay.
Mornings at the Manor…
Bruce: *drinking coffee, watching as his children gather in a small circle in the kitchen*
Tim: So, hands in.
Jason, Steph, Duke: *put their hands one on top of the other over Tim’s*
Tim: Defeat that little brat Damian on three! 1, 2, 3!
Bruce: *spits out coffee*
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You kids just couldn’t at least let your father finish his coffee in peace, could you?
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: *groans* My insides are dying.
Jason: *drinks milk directly from the carton* So, not fine?
That’s what you get when you’ve had nothing but coffee and energy drinks for the last 48 hours, Timmy.
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