When you’re bored out of your mind at Kent Farm because your fathers are busy hanging out and won’t let you go on patrol without adult supervision…
Bruce and Clark: *chatting and drinking coffee*
Jon: *lies down on the grass* What are you doing?
Damian: *yawns* I’m just trying to throw batarangs at my father’s head, but the wind keeps taking it.
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Sleepovers at the Kent Farm be like…
Damian [to Jon]: I’m prone to night terrors, so if I wake up kicking and screaming, don’t panic. Just pin me down and stroke my hair, and I’ll be fine.
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And need he mention that if you tell any of this to his older brothers, he’ll plant kryptonite around your property and not tell you where to find them?
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.
Imagine: Damian Wayne, on a personal, covert mission to rescue…
Jon: All of ‘em? Damian, how are they supposed to fit in your dad’s – OOF!
Damian: *gives him a pointed look after elbowing him in the ribs*
At the West-Reeve school cafeteria…
Jon: *catches up to Damian* Hey, lemme buy you lunch!
Damian: I’m rich, Kent. Let me buy you lunch and some gold teeth to eat it with.
“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.
In their top secret, high-tech, steel-walled treehouse…
Robin: *taking a gadget apart* Because whoever sent this thing is trouble.
Superboy: You don’t know that, Damian! They could’ve been nice!
Robin: Nice? No. A nice person says, “Hey, guys! Nice treehouse! Here’s a pound cake”. They don’t plant a freakin’ camera at our front door doing recon on us, Kent.
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The lengths your older brothers’ll go to keep an eye on you.
Jon: *observing Bruce, who’s talking to Dick* Is that your dad?
Damian: Both of them, yes.
When Batman tucks you in…
Damian: …
Damian: Pennyworth.
Damian: Could you loosen my blanket a little? Father tucked me in too tight and it’s cutting off the circulation in my arms and legs.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Kansas…
Lois: *walks out of the room*
Jon: …
Jon: *shifts uncomfortably in his bed*
Jon: Mom?
Jon: Mom! Moooooooooooom!
Jon: *stares at the glowing, green blanket wrapped snuggly around him*
Jon: *stares at the ceiling and sighs in resignation*
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Kryptonite-fiber blanket courtesy of Wayne Industries.

Damian: Hey, how about you both stop with this nonsense and –
Jon: HELP U–
Me: *closing both their bedroom doors* Oh, don’t mind them. Waaay past their bedtime. You’re welcome, @warrior-of-the-blue-moon !
When Batman tucks you in…
Damian: …
Damian: Pennyworth.
Damian: Could you loosen my blanket a little? Father tucked me in too tight and it’s cutting off the circulation in my arms and legs.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Kansas…
Lois: *walks out of the room*
Jon: …
Jon: *shifts uncomfortably in his bed*
Jon: Mom?
Jon: Mom! Moooooooooooom!
Jon: *stares at the glowing, green blanket wrapped snuggly around him*
Jon: *stares at the ceiling and sighs in resignation*
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Kryptonite-fiber blanket courtesy of Wayne Industries.
