Bruce and Talia: *watching as their son gracefully decapitates animal-shaped shrubbery on the Manor grounds*

Talia: It’s a good time to tell you that I dropped Damian on his head when he was one.


And so we are thankful for this thing called “character development”.

When your father and grandfather leave you and your brothers alone at the Manor…

Damian: *sees “52 missed calls” on his cellphone screen*

Damian: -Tt-

Damian: How irresponsible do they think we are?

Jason: *shrugs* Sometimes Alfred leaves me pictures of food instead of a shopping list.

Growing pains…

Tim: *frowning as he examines his reflection on the bathroom mirror* Hey, Jay, can you see this?

Jason: What pimple?


Good job, Jay. We know you meant well, but you just made your brother ten times more grateful that his cowl covers half his face.

Trying to figure out Batman’s laptop password be like…

Tim: When you first started dating him, what was his nickname for you?

Selina: “Sexy pants”.

Tim: Ew. The other one?

Selina: “Kitty”.


In which Timmy’s scarred for life.

Damian [on the Comm Link]: *sniffling and sneezing*

Damian: Why are you trying to turn this into a fight, Grayson? I called to yell at you for getting me sick.

Damian: -Tt-

Damian: Take care. Bye. *click*

Nightwing: *grinning* I love you, too.

When you’re called to the principal’s office at Gotham Academy to discuss your youngest son…

Bruce: It can be challenging to find playmates for an exceptional child such as Damian. And I don’t mean to brag, but that’s why I didn’t have any friends growing up.

Tim: *wearing a Superboy t-shirt and standing majestically with his chest heaving after sprinting for dramatic effect*

Dick: *cups his hands into a voice amplifier* It’s a bird! It’s a plane!

Jason: *walks past them to grab a can of beer from the fridge* It’s super out of breath.

Tim: Happy Halloween to you, too.

Jason: Dick isn’t the only hottie living in the Manor. I washed the Batmobile in my old Robin shorts the other day. I definitely felt eyes on me.


Yes. Those were Damian’s. Right before he vomited.

Also, those scaly spandex briefs (leotards?) sure are stretchable.