About to hijack an enemy plane to return to Gotham City…

Dick: Tim’s unconscious. Who’s gonna fly it?

Jason: Don’t – Why would you worry about that before you need to?

Dick: Wha –

Jason: Why clog your brain with a bunch of hypothetical maybe-what-if bullshit? 

Dick: Because – 

Jason: Shut up! Because this is what we’re doing.

a-wayne-at-heart:

In the middle of a jungle mission. Both of Tim’s legs are broken.

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

Jason: We have to. Tim, I’m sorry – 

Tim: No, you’re not.

Jason: I am, actually, which whatever, but – 

Damian: *cocks and aims a gun at Jason* We are not leaving Drake!

Jason: What do you even think you’re doing?

Damian: I AM TAKING COMMAND!

Jason and Tim: *look at each other*

Jason and Tim: *laugh hysterically*

Jason: Oh my goodness! *wipes tears* Okay. Thanks, little D, I think we needed that.

Tim: We did. We really did.

In the middle of a jungle mission and both of Tim’s legs are broken…

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

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

Red Robin: No, you’re not.

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

Robin: *cocks and aims one of Jason’s guns at him* We are not leaving Drake!

Red Hood: 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! *wiping tears from his eyes* Okay. Thanks, little D. I think we needed that.

Red Robin: *clutching his belly and sighing blissfully* We did. We really did.

Tim: I’m actually an excellent hacker – 

Jason: And I’m excellent in the field, so – 

Tim: Maybe at Batman, Inc., but on Batman, Inc. missions you had big dossiers with all the information you could possibly need.

Jason: Yeah, but I never read them. 

Mission in the jungle. Red Robin’s bewildered. Robin’s pissed.

Red Hood: … because nobody made you two come here! I didn’t put a gun to your heads – 

* Flashback to Jason holding two guns and entering Tim and Damian’s bedroom at the Manor *

Red Hood: – I mean, not literally to your heads.

Red Hood: Black Mask doesn’t beat Red Hood! Only Red Hood beats… *trails off as he realizes he’s lost the target*

Red Robin: Do you wanna finish that thought?

Red Hood: Do you wanna shut your big, fat, negative, wordsy mouth?!