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“Super Sons”, a summary…

Robin: We are having fun.

Superboy: *carrying Damian on his back while sprinting through the jungle as killer androids chase after them* You are! I’m just doing what you’re making me do!

Mornings at the Manor…

Damian: *walks into the kitchen and sees Tim splayed on the kitchen counter, bruised and bloodied, and in a singed Red Robin uniform*

Damian: Pennyworth, do we have to put the trash on the counter? I take my afternoon tea here.

At Red Hood’s safe house…

Jason: *heaving and clutching at his chest*

Jason, to Damian, who’s clinging to the ceiling like a spider: What have I said about you sneaking up on me? I could’ve been shaving. This could’ve been a Sweeney Todd moment!

Tim: *walks in on Dick and Jason excitedly discussing the previous night’s events*

Tim: *wiping dried-up drool off from his face and onto his coffee-stained pajamas*

Tim: What party?

Jason: Aw. The two saddest words in the English language.

Dick and Barbara: *watching Damian jump from one gigantic memento to another in the Batcave*

Barbara: He is kind of adorable.

Dick: I know! Isn’t he? Remember when Jason was like this?

Jason: What the heck do you people say when I’m not here?

Alfred: *cutting off Dick’s atrocious ponytailed hair*

Tim: *walks into the Batcave, wiping the sleep from his eyes*

Tim: *yawns* What’s going on, Alfred? Are we poor?

Nah. He just didn’t have enough patience to bring your brother all the way to the barber, Timmy. The tail had to go.

Jason: Let me tell you about a little innovation called “Netflix”. You’ll never miss another movie again.

Tim: Really?

Jason: I swear. You pick a film on your computer. Three days later, there’s a disc in your mailbox. You gotta stay up with technology, Timbo!

Tim: Gee. Thanks.

Jason: *cockily walks away*

Tim [to Dick]: Can you believe he doesn’t know about streaming? If I ever get that out of touch, kill me.

That’s what being in a coffin for a long time can do to you, Timmy.

Bruce trying out a new parenting strategy…

Bruce: *reading the newspaper* Well, good morning, David.

Damian: David?

Bruce: I know you’re not my well-behaved son, Damian, who’d never take the Batmobile out without a license and get arrested.