At the Kent Farm…
Damian: *gets a hug from Jon*
At Wayne Manor…
Dick: *receives a text message* Little D: I need help reacting to something.
He’s… not used to affection.
At the Kent Farm…
Damian: *gets a hug from Jon*
At Wayne Manor…
Dick: *receives a text message* Little D: I need help reacting to something.
He’s… not used to affection.
At the Kent Farm…
Damian: *gets a hug from Jon*
At Wayne Manor…
Dick: *receives a text message* Little D: I need help reacting to something.
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He’s… not used to affection.
“What If” with the Super Sons…
Robin: *typing on the Batcomputer*
Superboy: *whistling*
Robin: *pauses typing* -Tt-
Superboy: Hey, Damian, if you were a post-apocalyptic survivor –
Robin: I would raise goats, hoard cinnamon, and only travel at night. But, please, Kent, I have some work to do here.
Damian: You know where Batman was for most of my birthdays? A little place that rhymes with “not there”.
Jon: …. Times Square?
Damian: -Tt-
Damian: *walks away*
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.
Superboy: *in kryptonite-lined handcuffs* Damian, I’m handcuffed!
Robin: Relax, Kent. Handcuffs are a cinch.
Superboy: Really?
Robin: Yeah. There’s a bone in your thumb. Tiny bone. Really easy to break. What you’re gonna want to do is you’re gonna want to apply torsional pressure to it until it snaps.
Superboy: I’m not gonna break my bone!
Robin: Well, in that case, you are screwed.
At the Titans Tower…
Superboy: So, am I member of the team?
Robin: Let’s walk before you run, Kent. Maybe crawl before that.
When Superboy finally gets fed up with Robin’s bullying…
Damian: You should know that I know Krav Maga.
Jon: Fine, c-call him, m-mister! I – I’ll fight him, too! I guess!
Could their upbringing be any more different?
Damian [to Jon]: The only way to stop a bully is to stand up to him. Trust me, I’ve bullied a lot of people.
Robin: Jon.
Superboy: Damian?
Robin: How are you?
Superboy: I’m, um, fine. Why?
Robin: I just wanted to see what small talk might look like.
Superboy: Oh, boy. Well, usually, you –
Robin: Please stop. I feel like I just wasted my day.