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Bruce: How long you are you going to hate me, Jason?

Jason: Hmm. You left me in a wooden box for 17 years. Twice that seems like a good start.

Red Hood: *handcuffed to the Redbird*

Red Robin: I wanted to make sure I had a fail-safe just in case, as Bruce expected, you started acting like you.

(In my mind, Tim still uses the Redbird.)

Grounding Robin from patrol be like…

Damian: This is not a democracy!

Bruce: You’re quite right. This is family.

Dick: You don’t make it easy to love you, little brother.

Damian: And yet you are obstinate in your desire to do so. -Tt-

And you know you wuv him back, Dami.

Red Hood: Loud, shiny, hideous.

Nightwing: You talking about my suit or something else?

Red Hood: Why, are you feeling insecure?

Dick, insecure about that phenomenal 80’s get-up? Oh, please.

Why you don’t hide Damian’s things…

Damian: *wearing his Robin uniform in the kitchen*

Dick: *chokes on his cereal*

Jason: *pinches his nose to stifle his laughter*

Tim: What the f…

Damian: Perhaps I’m not making myself clear here. This is a threat.

Superman: *whooshes into the Batcave, frowning, arms crossed*

Superman: You don’t look well.

Batman: *coughing up blood, being stitched up by Alfred*

Batman: Well, only this morning I had a mystical dagger embedded in my chest, so I’d say I’m holding myself together quite well.

You know it’s just another Tuesday for him, Clark.

Discussing the tumultuous “situation” with Red Hood…

Superman: Why are you desperately trying to put your family together when a part of it is so clearly broken?

Batman: The definition of the word “broken” suggests that something can be fixed.

Also, they’re all kinda broken.

While Nightwing recuperates from a nasty encounter with Red Hood…

Tim [to Dick]: Remind me to beat some sense into our brother once you’re healthy.

Damian [to Tim]: Remind me to remind you to get in line.

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They’re pretty protective of their eldest.

Mornings at the Manor…

Tim: *walks out of his bedroom*

Damian: *hanging upside down from the ceiling* Hello, Drake. You look well. I aim to change that.

Come on, Dami. It’s, like, 4 AM.