During Damian’s first days at the Manor…

Dick: *watching Damian spar with electronically generated villains in the Batcave*

Dick: He’s really something.

Tim: Oh, yeah. He’s really something. The question is what.


Timothy Drake is not impressed.

And the “Big Brother of the Year” Award goes to…

Jason: Hey, buddy, how’ve you been?

Damian: Life stinks.

Jason: *grins and pats him on the back* Cheer up! You’re still a kid.

Jason: It gets much worse. *winks*

Dick: *cuddling a febrile Damian*

Dick: He’s just going to sleep anyway, and I’ll keep an eye on him, so you can go.

Jason: I don’t know. It doesn’t feel right just abandoning the brat when he’s sick.

Dick: *grins* Congratulations. Now you know what it feels like to be a parent.

Jason: Yeah. How inconvenient.


Because it’s canon that Dick and Damian have a semi-paternal bond (and that Jason cares about his brothers).

That one time Superman wasn’t fast enough to do Robin’s homework…

Bruce: I assume you finished reading “Lord of the Flies” for your book report?

Dick: Mm-hm.

Bruce: Oh, good. How did you like it?

Dick: I thought it was… a timeless American classic.

Bruce: I see. So tell me, what is it about?

Dick: You mean the book?

Bruce: Yes, the book.

Dick: It’s called “Lord of the Flies”. And it’s about a really big fly that all the other flies pray to.


So, no more secret adventures with Clark for a while, Dick. You’re the son of the World’s Greatest Detective.


Also, Jason would’ve been able to answer all those questions without batting an eyelash.