On the first day Red Hood and Arsenal teamed up (again) to form “Heroes for Hire”…
Roy: Jason Todd is back! Chest bump me!
Jason: You don’t want to do this, man.
Roy: No, I really do!
Jason: It hurts you every time.
Roy: No, I know, but I’m fired up and the adrenaline is going to carry me through.
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Damian: Drake.
Tim: Brat. The bet ends today. Are you ready?
Damian: I was born ready.
Tim: To lose? The whole question was, “Are you ready to lose?” and you said you were born that way.
Damian: Twist my words all you want.
Tim: Okay.
Damian: I’m winning this bet.
Jason: What bet? What’re you guys talking about?
Dick: Seriously? The bet? They’ve been keeping score all year. It comes up all the time. What are you doin’ all day?
Jason: Nothin’. Why, you wanna hang out?
Bruce being suspiciously… relaxed…
Dick: *watches as Alfred heads back to the kitchen carrying an empty softdrink bottle* What’s going on?
Dick: *spots Bruce sitting on a loveseat by the fireplace* Aha! What are you doing?
Bruce: Nothing. *pops the bottle cap off with just his index finger* Just enjoying a taste of my favorite beverage, the soda pop.
Jason: *feigns shock* Really? I have never seen you enjoy soda pop before.
Bruce: Hn.
Tim: *narrows his eyes* Have some now.
Bruce: *takes a sip* Ah, it’s delicious.
Damian: I don’t buy it, Father! You’re making the same face you made when you found Alfred’s chocolate chip cookie bits in your trail mix.
Dick: Something’s up. I’m patting you down. *proceeds to do just that, Officer Grayson-style*
Dick: Darn it, nothing but a non-surprisingly toned set of abs.
It’s 10 AM on a Sunday, kids. Give your father a break.
At a Batfamily reunion in Wayne Manor…
Bruce: Hello, party people. Dick told me to say that.
Dick: Yeah, I did. Ain’t no party like a Bruce Wayne party because a Bruce Wayne party is a total surprise to everyone.
Red Hood [to a horrified and upset Alfred]: I wasn’t hurt that badly, Alf. Dr. Thompkins said all my bleeding was internal. That’s where the blood’s supposed to be.
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: Pretty hungover?
Jason: Shhhhh… Turn off your mouth siren…
Clark: Bruce, you’re smiling! It’s very weird. Like seeing a turtle out of its shell.
The Batboys discussing how Bruce may have sustained his latest arm injury…
Jason: No. He did it doing something he’s embarrassed by. Like smiling.
Dick: Jason, you’re just trying to hurt me to distract you from your own internal pain.
Dick: *ruffles Jason’s hair* Also, you should use less conditioner, because this is a flat mess.
Red Hood [to a horrified and upset Alfred]: I wasn’t hurt that badly, Alf. Dr. Thompkins said all my bleeding was internal. That’s where the blood’s supposed to be.