Mission briefing…
Red Robin: Understood?
Nightwing: *double thumbs up*
Robin: *salutes*
Red Hood: *turns off Spotify streaming in his helmet*
Red Hood: Okay, I’m just nodding here and pretending like I have some idea of what you’re talking about.
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Tim: I’m going to go talk to Bruce right now because I am emotionally mature.
Jason: Show off.
Red Hood and Red Robin: *wounded, out of weapons, and crouching behind crates as armed henchmen close in on them from every corner*
Red Hood: *grins*
Red Robin: Jason, “I could take out those guys” isn’t a plan.
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: *drinking his twelfth cup of coffee* If Jerry the Turkey didn’t belong in the oven, then why did he fit?
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In which Dick and Jason race to save their little brother’s beloved pet (lest the War of the Century begin in the Wayne household).
Cleaning up the Batcave (as punishment from Alfred for partying too hard in there with the other Titans)…
Dick [to Jason]: Hey, you missed a spot.
Jason [pointing at Tim’s face]: So did you.
Training with the Batboys…
Red Robin: It’s a motion-sensitive bomb.
The Signal: Cool, cool, cool. So I probably shouldn’t have slammed a chair against the glass.
Red Hood: *chuckling* No, that wasn’t a good idea.
The Signal: Sorry, it’s my first bomb!
While enduring Batman’s “I’m disappointed” lecture (and face) after a mission gone awry, aggravated by someone’s inappropriate jokes…
Red Robin: You just had to open your mouth.
Red Hood: *rolls his eyes* You just had to be in the room.
Bruce: Tim, please keep an eye on Jason today. He’s going to say something to the wrong person and get himself arrested.
Tim: Sure. I’d love to see Jason get arrested.
Bruce: Try again.
Tim: I will stop Jason from getting arrested.
Bruce: Correct.
During The Signal’s first few days in training with the other Batboys…
Duke: *looking ahead nervously and seeing Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin and Robin disappear from his peripheral vision one by one*
Duke: Oh, so we’re going toward the gunshots now?!
When Nightwing’s away, the other Robins will play…
Jason: *holding a bound, gagged, and very bored-looking Damian upside down* Permission to drop the little twerp into a deep, dark hole, Sir?
Tim: Granted.
Damian: -Tt-
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