Damian: Anyone who needs to speak to me must go through me first.
This is why your brothers would rather climb up the breakfast table and reach for the ketchup than ask you to pass it.
Damian: Anyone who needs to speak to me must go through me first.
This is why your brothers would rather climb up the breakfast table and reach for the ketchup than ask you to pass it.
When you’re in the middle of a mission but petty (and near-violent) arguments get in the way of accomplishing it…
Nightwing: *sits Red Robin and Robin down* I think it’s time for the two of you to bury the hatchet.
Red Robin: Waste of a good hatchet.
Robin: -Tt-
Bruce, Dick, Tim and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*
Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*
Damian: *choking Jason*
Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.
Bruce, Dick, Tim and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*
Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*
Damian: *choking Jason*
Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.
Damian: Drake, what’s your middle name?
Tim: “Danger”.
Dick: Something with a ‘J’…
Jason: It’s “Jackson”. Wow, I’m so sad I know that.
The new four-foot-something, self-appointed leader of the Teen Titans be like…
Robin: Anyone who needs to speak to me has to go through me first.
Bruce, Dick, Tim and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*
Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*
Damian: *choking Jason*
Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.
Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*
Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*
Damian: *choking Jason*
Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.
Robin: Nostalgia is truly one of the great human weaknesses. Second only to the neck.
Damian, you’re 10.
Red Hood [to Nightwing, Red Robin, and Robin]: Is it just me, or is our dad a freakin’ weirdo?
The Bat-apples don’t fall too far from the Bat-tree, Jay.