When you’re doing surveillance and bored out of your mind and your little brother’s “lectures” aren’t helping…

Robin: What are you doing now, Todd?

Red Hood: *rolling up a piece of paper* Making a straw.

Robin: Why?

Red Hood: So I can shoot you with a spitball.

Robin: You’re not going to do that, and I’ll tell you why. This is a mission, I am your partner, and you’re going to treat me with the prop – *chokes a bit* You shot your spit in my mouth!

Red Hood: Is this gonna be a long night? Because I don’t think I could do that again.

Visiting your eldest brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…

Jason: *comes out of the bathroom bewildered*

Jason: Four-ply?! If his butt is so delicate, why doesn’t Dick just use an angora rabbit?

Damian: For starters, they shed and bite.

Visiting your eldest brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…

Jason: *comes out of the bathroom bewildered*

Jason: Four-ply?! If his butt is so delicate, why doesn’t Dick just use an angora rabbit?

Damian: For starters, they shed and bite.

When you visit your eldest brother’s Blüdhaven apartment and ask him (authoritatively) to pick up after himself…

Damian: Why are you being a baby, Grayson?

Dick: I’m not a baby! I’m a grown man and I made my bed! Now where’s my Coco Crunch?

When you visit your eldest brother’s Blüdhaven apartment and ask him (authoritatively) to pick up after himself…

Damian: Why are you being a baby, Grayson?

Dick: I’m not a baby! I’m a grown man and I made my bed! Now where’s my Coco Crunch?

When it’s your last night at the Manor before you go back to your own safe house and your little brother’s being a creep…

Jason:

Jason: *eyelids fluttering*

Jason: *eyes wide open*

Damian:

Jason:

Damian: I’m listening to you snore. I’m wondering how I’ll ever sleep without it.

Jason: If it helps you sleep, then why are you perched on my bedpost staring at me like a tiny boogeyman?

Damian: Really, Todd? Insults? After I spent two hours in your closet waiting for you to fall asleep?

Family Patrol Night…

After 46 hours of spying on Black Mask’s men (and not seeing anything incriminating)…

Red Robin: *dozing off and almost dropping his binoculars*

Robin: *trying to keep his eyes open* -Tt-

Nightwing: *yawns and whips out his mobile phone*

Red Hood: You know, there were plenty of ways to pass the time before smartphones were invented.

Nightwing: That’s true.

Red Hood: *whips out his mobile phone* I’ll look them up – Oh, son of a Bat!

Dick and Jason: *watching as Tim downs his fourth cup of coffee, spilling some on his ketchup and mustard-stained shirt, burps loudly, and wipes dried slobber off his face*

Dick: *sighs*

Jason: I love him, but if he’s broken, let’s ask Bruce not to get a new one.

Steph: We are just people. *gestures to Babs, Cass, and herself* We talk about the same things you guys talk about.

Dick, Jason, Tim: *blink*

Tim: You talk about if werewolves can swim?


Okay, maybe not specifically what you talk about, but…