Tim: I’m telling you to back down, Damian!

Damian: And I’m telling you that I will never back down!

Tim: Then I’ll make you!

Damian: Oh, really? How are you going to do that, Drake?

Tim: Through the use of force.

Damian: That is very general and does not scare me in the slightest.

Jason: Yeah, Timbo?

Tim: I’m not talking to you.

Jason: Oh. Who are you talking to?

Tim: Kon.

Jason: *looks around the room*

Jason: Uh. He’s not here, Timmy…

Tim: No. He’s not.


Super hearing and super friendship. Duh, Jay.

On how he plans to celebrate Father’s Day…

Bruce: My sons are going to make me breakfast in bed. 

Bruce: Well, actually, Alfred’s going to make the breakfast and I’m going to get in bed, but they’re going to bring it to me.

Damian: You’re just as selfish as I am, Drake! You’re just not as good at it yet.

Tim: You’re right. I could never be as good as you. Probably because I actually care.

Damian: Profound, but technically meaningless.


Dami does, too. He just won’t admit it to himself. *shrugs*

When you hear squeaky rat noises in the Batcave…

Jason: Extraordinary events call for extraordinary actions. We form an allegiance –

Tim: Sure.

Jason: – to use sudden violence.

Tim: Okay.

Jason: Do you have the tools to turn your bo staff into a stake?


A little overkill, don’t you think, boys? Also, Damian won’t be too happy about this.

Red Robin: *typing away on the Batcomputer, sipping coffee from a pitcher through a straw*

Red Hood: Hey, Timbo?

Red Robin: What?

Red Hood: You wanna pull a prank on Dames?

Red Robin: Not right now, but ask me again ten years ago.