At the Metropolis City Fairโฆ
Jon: ๐
Damian: >:|
Jon: ๐
Damian: Did you just use your super powers to win a stuffed panda?
Don’t be fooled, Superboy. It’s easy to confuse his being impressed (and perhaps mildly jealous) with disapproval.
At the Metropolis City Fairโฆ
Jon: ๐
Damian: >:|
Jon: ๐
Damian: Did you just use your super powers to win a stuffed panda?
Don’t be fooled, Superboy. It’s easy to confuse his being impressed (and perhaps mildly jealous) with disapproval.
Those oh-so-rare family camping trips be like…
Jason: *loading tents, sleeping bags, backpacks and concealed weapons into the Batvan*
Damian: *securing Batcow’s trailer*
Dick: *staring questioningly at Tim while applying sunblock on his face*
Tim: *carrying case files in one hand and a coffee mug in the other* I don’t know why you guys can’t go without me and just Photoshop me in.
Jason:
Tim:
Jason: *chuckles at a memory*
Tim: *stares questioningly at him*
Jason: *sighs in amusement*
Jason: Remember how we used to be normal?
Tim:
Tim: *shakes his head slowly*
At the Metropolis City Fair…
Jon: ๐
Damian: >:|
Jon: ๐
Damian: Did you just use your super powers to win a stuffed panda?
When your partner has a drinking problem and you’ve got to come to his rescue…
Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: Roy, where are you?
Arsenal: You know the store on the corner? About 500 miles from there.
Red Hood [to Batman]: You’re stopping a felony and I’m committing one. Remember when we used to have Movie Night?
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Man, that was a loooong time ago.
Mornings at the Manor…
Bruce: *whistling while pouring coffee into his mug,*
Bruce: *patting Titus on the head and letting Alfred the Cat use his leg as a scratching post*
Bruce: *grinning while looking out the kitchen window*
Alfred:
Dick:
Tim:
Damian:
Jason: It’s like he’s had a personality transplant. Now he’s happy?
Family Patrol Night…
Nightwing: Are we bad brothers for leaving Tim and Damian alone?
Red Hood: They’re not alone. That’s why Bruce had two more.
Sneaking into Braniac’s ship be like…
Red Robin: Let’s just say we’re way past Wi-Fi.
Red Hood: Now this is a lair.
Superman: *hovering in the Gotham night sky* Come on, Bruce! When’s the last time we actually had dinner together?
Batman: *spying on a mob boss from five rooftops away* Four PM, Pacific Time, New Year’s Eve.