Jason: *walks into Damian’s bedroom*
Dick, Tim, and Damian: *playing cards on the floor*
Jason: *plops down beside Tim*
Damian: You can’t be in here, Todd. You already have three farting strikes against you.
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“War Games” at the Wayne Manor be like…
Red Hood: *on his motorcycle, offering a hand*
Red Hood: *Terminator voice* Come with me if you don’t want to get paint on you.
Paintball with the Batfamily, anyone?
Red Hood: You still assume that I’m a terrorist!
Nightwing: If you’re not, I’m sorry. If you are, I’m a hero. I’m willing to take that chance.
On how he plans to celebrate Father’s Day…
Bruce: My sons are going to make me breakfast in bed.
Bruce: Well, actually, Alfred’s going to make the breakfast and I’m going to get in bed, but they’re going to bring it to me.
Mission on a luxury liner…
Nightwing: *tries on a skipper hat* I’ve never been a captain before.
Red Hood: I have. I commanded a jet ski through an electrical storm and only had one casualty.
Nightwing: Oh, you mean on that mission with Arsenal? Jet skis only hold two people, Jay.
Red Hood: Exactly. I saved half the crew.
Roy’s fine, by the way. Still just very, very pissed at Jason.
At a Batfamily mission briefing…
Red Hood: *raises a hand*
Batman: Do you have a question, Jason?
Red Hood: Yeah, I have a lot of questions.
Red Hood: Number one: How dare you?
When you hear squeaky rat noises in the Batcave…
Jason: Extraordinary events call for extraordinary actions. We form an allegiance –
Tim: Sure.
Jason: – to use sudden violence.
Tim: Okay.
Jason: Do you have the tools to turn your bo staff into a stake?
A little overkill, don’t you think, boys? Also, Damian won’t be too happy about this.
Red Robin: *typing away on the Batcomputer, sipping coffee from a pitcher through a straw*
Red Hood: Hey, Timbo?
Red Robin: What?
Red Hood: You wanna pull a prank on Dames?
Red Robin: Not right now, but ask me again ten years ago.
At a Wayne Foundation gala…
Jason: *grabs a glass of champagne from a server’s tray*
Cass: Nice tux, Tim.
Tim: I know. It belonged to Jason. He was buried in it, so… family heirloom.
Jason: *spits out champagne*
Tim and Damian: *throwing threats at each other*
Dick and Jason: *watching from the couch, eating popcorn*
Dick: Jay, who would you choose? Timmy or Dami?
Jason: It’s none of our business. Tim.
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