When Robin asks if he and Superboy can go see a movie after patrol…

Bruce: Hn.

Damian: Please, Father?

Bruce: You must constantly Twitter me what you’re up to, even though I don’t know what Twitter is and have no desire to find out.


See? He’s a cool dad.

Batman: Stay with Tim.

Robin: -Tt-

Robin: One doesn’t stay “with” Drake. One stays “despite” him.

Red Robin: Look, Brat, I’m not thrilled either, but one day we might need each other for a transplant so we better keep the lines of communication going.

Robin: *sneaking out of the Manor at midnight*

Jason: *turns a lamp on*

Jason: *sitting in the dark with his legs crossed and a novel on his lap* Where are you going, Brat?

Robin: -Tt-

Robin: I don’t know.

Jason: When will you be home?

Robin: I’m not sure.

Jason: Where are you going?

Robin: You already asked me that, Todd!

Jason: Will you bring me back something?

~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~

This is why you’re secretly Dami’s favorite older brother sometimes, Jay.

Batman’s twilight years be like…

Tim: Bruce, you shouldn’t wear glasses that weren’t prescribed for you.

Bruce: Hn. Dick, just because you’re ten feet tall, it doesn’t mean that you can tell me what to do.

Jason: I’m Jason.

Tim: Gimme those!

DC: Robin! I need to use you in a story arc.

Robin: You want me to be in the series?

DC: It’s just a few panels. Your predecessor’s supposed to be in ‘em, but he’s dead.

Robin: Dead?!

DC: Or pretending to be. I don’t know. I forget.