Tag: source: the originals

Teaming up to subdue your brother be like…

Nightwing [about Red Hood]: How exactly do you plan on keeping him distracted?

Robin: With a little salt and an old wound.

Dami, no. Don’t you dare. We try not to talk about “it”. (Plus, he already mentions “it” every chance he gets.)

Teaming up to subdue your brother be like…

Nightwing [about Red Hood]: How exactly do you plan on keeping him distracted?

Robin: With a little salt and an old wound.

Dami, no. Don’t you dare. We try not to talk about “it”. (Plus, he already mentions “it” every chance he gets.)

Welcoming Red Hood back to the Manor…

Dick: You’re our brother, Jason, and you’re a part of this family. Always and forever.

Tim: You know, I never thought I’d hear myself say this, but I agree wholeheartedly with Dick.

Damian: *hugging Jason tightly with all of his tiny limbs, like a snake wrapped around a gazelle* -Tt-

Red Robin: *watches as Superboy lands on the rooftop and walks towards him with a comforting grin*

Red Robin: *internal monologue* The thing is, this is kind of the whole reason you have friends, so you don’t have to do the terrible parts alone.

When you just want to visit the Manor and hang out with the family, but your little brother keeps reminding you that you’re the black sheep…

Jason: *asks Alfred for blueberry pancakes with vanilla ice cream on top*

Damian: *angrily bursts into the kitchen* You’re really just gonna come in here and start making demands?

Jason: Shhh. Grown-ups are talking, Little Brat.

And that is the story of why Red Hood was found gagged and dangling from the ceiling of his old bedroom the next day.

After contacting Red Hood while strapped upside-down to a ticking time bomb…

Batman (Dick) [to Robin]: Great. Our fate rests in our black sheep of a brother who’s just broken out of the prison we sent him to. I’m sure he’s just leaping to help.

Mornings at the Manor…

Tim: *wakes up, yawns, stretches, sees “3:30” on his phone clock*

Tim: …

Tim: Uh. What are you doing here?

Roy: *bruised, bloodied, in a tattered Arsenal uniform, and perched on the window sill*

Roy: Your brother’s gonna wake up mad at me. When he does, be sure to remind him who his best friend is.