3 AM at the Manor…

Jason: *leaning on Tim for support* 

Jason: *giggling and whispering* Timbo, take me to Alfred and move slow…

Jason: … I’m still drunk… ing my coffee, Bruce!

Bruce: Hn.


Guess who’s grounded?   

Red Robin [on the Comm Link]: Jay, I need you for this. You’re sneakier than I am, you’re a bigger liar, and you have no moral compass.

Red Hood: Look, thanks for all the compliments, but breaking into one stupid high security facility? That’s not even a challenge.

Why Jon’s no longer allowed to hang out at the Manor…

Jason: You don’t make a shiv out of a knife.

Tim: Yeah. You make a shiv out of a rusty spoon or a shard of glass.

Jason: Or a human femur.

Tim: Exactly. Be creative.

Jon: 0_0

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And Damian’s like, “You two idiots did this on purpose!”.   

At the Watchtower…

Justice League: *watching surveillance, Youtube and news footage on the mainframe computer*

Batman: *walks into the room and sees Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin and Lark (and a bunch of burning buildings and screaming citizens) on the screen*

Superman: *arms crossed*

Wonder Woman: *hands on hips, shaking her head*

Aquaman: *raises an eyebrow*

The Flash: *wide-eyed*

Green Lantern: *biting his lip to suppress a smirk*

Cyborg: Wo-ho-hoooooo.

Batman: Hn.

Batman: Whatever they did, add it to my tab.

Batman: *walks out*

Growing pains…

Tim: *frowning as he examines his reflection on the bathroom mirror* Hey, Jay, can you see this?

Jason: What pimple?


Good job, Jay. We know you meant well, but you just made your brother ten times more grateful that his cowl covers half his face.