Tag: mornings at the manor

Mornings at the Manor…

Bruce: *e-mailing the Justice League while discussing Wayne Tech plans with Lucius on the phone*

Dick: *stealthily picking blueberries off the pancakes on the serving tray while dangling upside down from the ceiling*

Alfred: *slapping Dick’s hand away while preparing Tim’s morning espresso shots*

Jason: *holding up a bag of catfood so it’s out of Damian’s reach*

Damian: *on his tippy toes trying to reach it while muttering censor-worthy threats to Jason*

Tim: *eyelids drooping and eyes red, wiping dried-up slobber off his face* How long was I out? Is Napster still a thing?

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Who’s gonna tell him?

Overheard from within the Manor game room at 4:15 AM…

Jason [to Tim]: Once you reach Level 16, you can see the color blurple.

Or the moment Bruce realized that his sons were never going to sleep. (They really do take after him.)

Mornings at the Manor…

Alfred: *preparing servings of Eggs Benedict*

Bruce: *reading the Gotham Gazette*

Dick: *choosing among his alphabetically arranged cereals*

Damian: *feeding grains to Jerry the Turkey by hand while whistling Beethoven’s “Symphony No. 9”.

Tim: *grappling with Jason, who’s tightly holding onto the last packet of instant coffee in the Manor, on the kitchen floor*

Tim: I’ll imaginary-sleep when I’m imaginary-dead!

Mornings at the Manor (and it’s Jason’s turn to cook breakfast)…

Tim: *takes a bite* It tastes familiar.

Dick: Uhhh… Beef?

Tim: No.

Jason Chicken? I’ll take chicken.

Damian: What does it taste like, Drake?

Tim: Despair.

Dick:

Jason:

Damian:

Jason: Is it possible that it just needs salt?

Mornings at the Manor…

Tim: *typing away on his laptop, working on a case* 

Jason: *enters the kitchen, sweaty from his morning jog*

Tim: You got a delivery while you were out. I signed for it, so I hope it’s nothing illegal.