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When your legally dead brother’s “low-key” bitter that he wasn’t included in the latest Wayne Family painting…

Tim: Did you just paste your picture over our family portrait?

Jason: Yeah, I think it looks better.

Tim: You pasted it over my face.

Jason: Yeah, I think it looks better.

(Winter) Mornings at the Manor…

Damian: *takes a sip and grimaces*

Damian: What did you make this hot chocolate with? Crap?

Tim: *sighs* If you want me to make you another one, just say so.

Damian: I just thought you would make it with milk, Drake. Instead of crap.

Damian, here on Earth we say “Thank you”.

When your suggestions keep getting shut down during Batfamily strategy meetings…

Red Hood: What am I supposed to do with all my great ideas, Bruce? Put them in a tub and clean myself with them? ‘Cause that’s what soap is for.

When Batdad just automatically responds with some random punishment to carry out…

Alfred: Master Bruce, do you even know which one of your sons I’m talking about?

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Does it even matter anymore?

Red Hood: … And that’s my plan. So, what do you think, Timbo?

Red Robin: But… you didn’t tell me anything. You just sat down and said, “And that’s my plan”.

Because Jason is a brilliant strategist and a master of “winging it”.

When your bedroom’s undergoing major repairs after a sparring session with your super best friend goes awry…

Damian [to Bruce]: There is no way that I’m sleeping in Drake’s room for the weekend, Father! It smells like old milk in there!

Tim: Hey, if I could find it, I’d clean it up!

Mornings at the Manor…

Dick: *staring at his cereal bowl*

Dick: Timmy! There’s a message in my Alphabits! It says, “Oooooo”!

Tim: Dick, those are Cheerios.

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Go back to sleep, Dick. You clearly need more of it.

Meeting Batman’s “blood son” for the first time…

Alfred: Master Damian, you cannot leave the table until you’ve finished your Lobster Thermidor.

Damian: Well, then, I shall sit here until one of us expires, and you’ve got a good forty years on me, old man!