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In the middle of a jungle mission (and both of Red Robin’s legs are broken)…

Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!

Red Hood: We have to. Timbo, I’m sorry – 

Red Robin: No, you’re not.

Red Hood: I am, actually, which, whatever, but – 

Robin: *cocks and aims a gun at Red Hood* We are not leaving Drake!

Red Hood: Uh, what do you even think you’re doing?

Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!

Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*

Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*

Red Hood: Oh, my goodness gracious! *wipes tears* Okay. Thanks, Little D. I think we needed that.

Red Robin: *clutching his stomach* We did. We really did.

Red Robin: We should tell Bruce.

Red Hood: Or we don’t tell him so he doesn’t get pissed at us again.

Red Robin: I like where this is going.

Red Hood: It’s going. That’s it. It went.

Oh, please, Mr. Timothy “I Lie to Batman” Drake.

Mornings at the Manor (and it’s Jason’s turn to cook breakfast)…

Tim: *takes a bite* It tastes familiar.

Dick: Uhhh… Beef?

Tim: No.

Jason Chicken? I’ll take chicken.

Damian: What does it taste like, Drake?

Tim: Despair.

Dick:

Jason:

Damian:

Jason: Is it possible that it just needs salt?

When you realize that maybe it isn’t a good idea to pair up your two younger brothers for patrol just yet…

Red Robin and Robin: *storm into the Batcave, shoving each other out of the way, and immediately head to opposite directions*

Red Robin: *swearing angrily under his breath*

Robin: -Tt-

Nightwing: Um…

Red Robin: *glowers at Damian while stripping off his uniform*

Robin: *hisses at Tim, grabs Alfred the Cat, and goes upstairs to his bedroom*

Nightwing: So…

Red Robin: The brat followed me home. Can we keep him? Can we keep him? Say no, Dick!