“Injustice 2: A Summary”…
Superman: May the best man win.
Batman: I plan to.
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When you’re frustrated with your seemingly unfeeling adoptive father…
Red Hood: *internally pulling his teeth out* Alfred gave you some tools to be a quasi-human, Bruce! You just have to use them!
Batman:
Red Hood: *externally screams*
Robin [to Red Robin]: Father asked me to help you with a non-existent test… ?
Red Hood [to Nightwing]: And Bruce asked me to pal around with you for a “mission” in Ireland…
Alfred: It’s a little “Parent Trap”, young masters. Your father was trying to create some peace in the Batcave.
Assassin androids: *closing in*
Red Hood: *feeling his empty pockets for spare ammo and finding none* Yeah, well, I have a plan.
Red Robin: Dodging bullets is not a plan!
Batman (Dick): First thing when you want to get something out of someone: make them comfortable. Don’t say anything blunt or harsh. In other words, Little D, don’t be yourself too much.
Robin (Damian): I’d be offended if it weren’t so true.
Batman: My life expectancy is at 90 years. My life is more than a third over.
Wonder Woman: Want to trade?
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Get out of here with your facts, Bruce. You could outlive a character from the Fifth Dimension.
When your little brother’s a tattletale who hasn’t quite gotten the hang of common expressions just yet…
Red Robin: *looking at his communicator and panicking at the sight of Batman’s face flashing on the screen*
Red Robin: Arghhh! Brat, you let the cat out of the freakin’ bag!
Robin:
Robin: Cats shouldn’t be in a bag in the first place, Drake. Bags are a terrible place for cats.
Red Hood: *struggling to disarm motion-triggered, exploding handcuffs with a lock-pick*
Red Robin: *swiftly removes his handcuffs once the henchman leaves the room and starts working on Jason’s*
Red Hood: What th-
Red Robin: Remember when you called me a “nerd” before? Get ready to apologize.
Lois: *lying in bed, drawing circles on Clark’s bare chest using her finger*
Phone: *vibrates*
Clark: Ah, it’s Bruce.
Lois: Don’t get it.
Clark: It could be work.
Lois: That’s why I said don’t get it.
Batman: Where have you been?
Nightwing: Oh, I’m so sorry. Did I not scale down a ninety-foot cliff and run here with a piece of machinery strapped to my back fast enough for you?