Crashing at Red Robin’s Nest be like…
Red Hood: *wakes up with a start on the couch* Timbo? Timbo! Did I dream that you were crying throughout the night?
Tim: *with bags under his eyes and drinking coffee at 2 AM* No, that was real.
Crashing at Red Robin’s Nest be like…
Red Hood: *wakes up with a start on the couch* Timbo? Timbo! Did I dream that you were crying throughout the night?
Tim: *with bags under his eyes and drinking coffee at 2 AM* No, that was real.
Damian: Who here has been the butt of a joke that has gone too far?
Tim: Brat, you make fun of us everyday.
Jason: Yeah. Every. Single. Day.
Damian: You never said anything.
Steph: Uh, we have. Countless times.
Damian: Well, it’s hard to tell the difference between you inferior people saying, “Stop! Because I want you to stop!” and “Stop!”, as in “Stop! You’re making making me laugh so hard! What you’re doing is so funny! You’re on a roll, I’m a busting a gut! Stoppp!”.
Jason, Tim, Steph: That’s never been the case.
Post-traning session at the Manor…
Nightwing: *trying to catch his breath and wiping sweat off his face*
Red Hood: *examining his broken helmet while holding an ice pack against his temple*
Red Robin: *throwing his halved bo staff into the fireplace*
Nightwing [to Robin]: In everyone’s defense, I think the most worthy opponent of yours is… you.
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Well, since your sisters were out shopping during this whole ordeal, one cannot say that with absolute certainty.
Family Patrol Night…
Nightwing and Red Robin: *watching Red Hood “interrogate” a criminal*
Nightwing: Uhhh… I think Jason may have snapped.
Red Robin: Or maybe he’s just stuck in character.
Nightwing: Which is worse? Snapped or stuck?
Red Robin: Both. They’re both worse.
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Someone rescue that thug.
Discussing ways to win your father’s sympathy be like…
Red Hood: How about this: I throw a corpse dressed like me off the roof –
Red Robin: *looks into the camera like he’s on “The Office”*
When Alfred leaves for a vacation…
Dick: *scouring the kitchen cabinets for cereal*
Jason: He left some snacks in the freezer for us.
Damian: You mean the frozen mice for the piranha?
Jason: No, the blueberry slurpy pouch.
Tim [to Dick]: *rolls his eyes* He means the ice pack.
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They must’ve missed the note Alfie stuck on the freezer door: “Young masters, for when you are incapable of behaving yourselves and are in need something to put over your or your brother’s black eye.”
Red Hood: Hey, Timbo. How would you rate me as a vigilante, on a scale of one to three?
Red Robin: Uhhhh, two?
Red Hood: That’s, like, the second to the last thing I wanted to hear.
Family Patrol Night…
Nightwing: *stares questioningly at his brothers after hearing about a mission gone awry*
Red Robin: *wiping soot off his face and picking shrapnel from his uniform* Chalk that one up to Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum over there.
Red Hood: *scraping dried mud off his combat boots*
Robin: *throwing the shards that used to be his sword into a garbage can* -Tt-
Nightwing: Uh… Who are they?
Red Robin and Robin: THEY’RE BOTH JASON!
Family Patrol Night…
Nightwing: *stares questioningly at his brothers after hearing about a mission gone awry*
Red Robin: *wiping soot off his face and picking shrapnel from his uniform* Chalk that one up to Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum over there.
Red Hood: *scraping dried mud off his combat boots*
Robin: *throwing the shards that used to be his sword into a garbage can* -Tt-
Nightwing: Uh… Who are they?
Red Robin and Robin: THEY’RE BOTH JASON!
Family Patrol Nights…
Robin: *pretending to be on the Comm Link with Batman* Yes, I’m happy, Father! But I’d be happier if I didn’t have to share this job with such an idiot!
Red Robin: *setting up surveillance equipment* Brat, I can hear you.