Tim: Drop it, brat.
Damian: Can’t do that, Drake.
Jason: Guys, guys, guys, guys. Let’s just, let’s just take a minute here. Remember, we’re a family –
Tim and Damian: Stay in the car!
Jason: Technically, I still have one foot in the car.
Tim: Drop it, brat.
Damian: Can’t do that, Drake.
Jason: Guys, guys, guys, guys. Let’s just, let’s just take a minute here. Remember, we’re a family –
Tim and Damian: Stay in the car!
Jason: Technically, I still have one foot in the car.
Red Robin: *referring to Damian’s sword* Drop it, brat.
Robin: *tightening his grip* Can’t do that, Drake.
Red Hood: Guys, guys, guys, guys. Let’s just, let’s just take a minute here. Remember, we’re a family –
Red Robin and Robin: Stay in the car!
Red Hood: Technically, I still have one foot in the car –
Justice League-mandated group therapy sessions be like…
Black Canary: What do we always say is the most important thing?
Red Hood: Family? I’ve tried that. It does not work for me.
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick, Tim, and Damian: *watch as Bruce and Selina come out of the bedroom*
Jason: A man. A woman. A bedroom. Let’s solve for x.
Catching your brothers sneaking into Damian’s bedroom be like…
Dick: This is an unacceptable invasion of privacy! Did you read his diary too?
Jason:
Tim:
Jason: No. We couldn’t find it.
It’s a matter of survival, Dick. They need to know if and when the little twerp plans to attack them and how. (Come on, like you don’t know want to know what goes on inside his head, too.)
When super families hang out…
Clark: *holding a bullet*
Jon: *glaring with glowing red eyes*
Jason: *clears throat*
Jason: We don’t mean your family any harm.
Tim: Well, you did just shoot at his dad.
Jason: Aside from shooting your dad, we don’t mean your family any harm.
Bruce: *groans*
To be fair, Jason just wanted to see if the rumors were true.
Damian’s not gonna be too happy when he finds out about this, though. Especially when Jon says that he’s no longer in the mood to go on patrol with him.
Falling out with your best friend be like…
Jason: You can tell me, y’know. We never talked about it. What did Roy say about me?
Dick: It’s nothing too terrible…
Jason: You can tell me.
Dick: It wasn’t that bad…
Jason: Just be honest.
Dick:
Dick: He once called you an “ass***e” forty-six times in one sitting.
Jason: Wow.
Dick: Yeah, the people at the next table complained.
When you’re out of ammo…
Arsenal: Alright, he’s got a bazooka. We have something better.
Red Hood: What, Roy?
Arsenal: Seatbelts. *floors the gas pedal*
Teaching a super-powered, cloned Kryptonian about your world be like…
Watching TV…
Red Hood: That is, uh, Kermit the Frog.
Bizarro: Me am recognize the species.
Red Hood: It’s an amphibious life form from Earth.
Bizarro: Someone Red Him not know?
Red Hood: No, no. He’s just a leader I admire. Always keeps his cool in a crisis. Inspires greatness in his people.
Robin: You and what army, Todd?
Red Hood: Uh, that would be me and my fists.