Recounting his recent encounter with Superman…
Red Hood: So, I pulled a gun on him.
Batman: *glares*
The rest of the Batfamily: *jaw drop*
Red Hood: What? You guys know I do that from time to time.
Recounting his recent encounter with Superman…
Red Hood: So, I pulled a gun on him.
Batman: *glares*
The rest of the Batfamily: *jaw drop*
Red Hood: What? You guys know I do that from time to time.
Superboy: *places a protective arm in front of Tim* Careful.
Red Robin: Careful is my middle name, bro. Just kidding, it’s Jackson.
Damian [to Dick, about Tim]: What an idiot. I think he’s almost worse than Todd.
Jason: Seriously, brat? Almost worse than me? Thank you.
Damian: *sneers* Oh, come on, Todd-ler.
Jason: I’m not a toddler! I’m a man!
~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~
Don’t let your tiny, thirteen-year-old brother get under your skin, Jay.
Damian: *sneers* Oh, come on, Todd-ler.
Jason: I’m not a toddler! I’m a man!
Don’t let your tiny, thirteen-year-old brother get under your skin, Jay.
In their top secret, high-tech, steel-walled treehouse…
Robin: *taking a gadget apart* Because whoever sent this thing is trouble.
Superboy: You don’t know that, Damian! They could’ve been nice!
Robin: Nice? No. A nice person says, “Hey, guys! Nice treehouse! Here’s a pound cake”. They don’t plant a freakin’ camera at our front door doing recon on us, Kent.
The lengths your older brothers’ll go to keep an eye on you.
Hide-and-Seek at the Manor…
Jason: *snickering*
Damian: *crouching behind Batcow*
Damian: I call it cow-moo-flage, Todd.
The truth behind Batman’s death in the New 52…
Bruce: You told them I was dead?
Dick: Well, as I recall, you told our entire family I was dead, so now we’re even!
Bruce: Dick, this isn’t a saying-people-are-dead competition.