After finding out that Red Hood’s a former Robin…
Superman: I know this comes as a shock to you –
Batman: Please, Clark. If I had a nickel for every time one of my sons died, got resurrected by an assassin overlord’s daughter, and came back as a lethal antihero, I’d haVE A NICKEL!
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Red Hood: *hacking into a mainframe computer in a supervillain’s lair*
Red Hood: Hey, the security system’s been updated. I’ll either need 40 minutes to decrypt the code…
Red Hood: … or four ounces of C4. 🤔
Sneaking into your little brother’s room while he’s away on a mission with Superboy be like…
Tim: *examining the different types of blades splayed on Damian’s bed*
Jason: *tiptoeing on the carpet and looking around the room* Maybe let’s not touch anything until we figure out if his stuff wants to kill us or not.
Tim: *tightening his tie and straightening out his double-breasted suit in front of a mirror*
Tim: I’m going to the movies with Tam. I don’t want her to think I think it’s a date.
Jason: Do you think it’s a date?
Tim: *clipping his cuff links and shining his black Oxford shoes* No, but she might think I think it’s a date, even though I don’t.
Jason: Or you might think she thinks you think it’s a date, even though she doesn’t.
Tim: *grooming his hair* Are we overthinking this?
Jason: *handing him a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates* Not at all.
Sneaking into Braniac’s ship be like…
Red Robin: Let’s just say we’re way past Wi-Fi.
Red Hood: Now this is a lair.
Red Hood [to Batman]: You’re stopping a felony and I’m committing one. Remember when we used to have Movie Night?
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Man, that was a loooong time ago.
When your partner has a drinking problem and you’ve got to come to his rescue…
Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: Roy, where are you?
Arsenal: You know the store on the corner? About 500 miles from there.
Jason:
Tim:
Jason: *chuckles at a memory*
Tim: *stares questioningly at him*
Jason: *sighs in amusement*
Jason: Remember how we used to be normal?
Tim:
Tim: *shakes his head slowly*
Those oh-so-rare family camping trips be like…
Jason: *loading tents, sleeping bags, backpacks and concealed weapons into the Batvan*
Damian: *securing Batcow’s trailer*
Dick: *staring questioningly at Tim while applying sunblock on his face*
Tim: *carrying case files in one hand and a coffee mug in the other* I don’t know why you guys can’t go without me and just Photoshop me in.


