When your older brother crashes at your Nest after patrol…

Tim: *typing up a report on a case at 3 AM*

Dick: *comes out of the bedroom* I can’t sleep.

Tim: *sighs* What do you want me to about it?

Dick: *yawns* Sometimes it helps if you tickle my back and tell me I’m pretty.

When your younger brother becomes the CEO of Batman, Inc…

Tim: Jason… Look… I’m hoping…

Jason: I would rather eat that piece of chewed up gum on the floor.

Tim: I haven’t even asked you to do anything –

Jason: You bossing me around is a crime against nature.

Tim: Jay, you’re being ridiculous…

Jason: *hisses*

Mornings at the Manor…

3:30 AM…

Jason: *yawns*

Jason: *turns on kitchen light*

Jason: *heads to the refrigerator to get some milk*

Jason: You’re up early.

Tim: *hanging upside down from the ceiling*

Tim: *staring blankly ahead*

Tim: That would be assuming that I went to sleep.