donna troy: hold up, jason todd?
wally west: isn’t he dead?
dick grayson: he died but he’s fine.
Tag: wally west
Bomb diffusal…
Robin [on the Comm Link]: What’s going on?
Superboy: The timer sped up!
Robin: What? Did you cut the green wire?
Kid Flash: Yes! Roger! Steven! Whoever!
Robin: What were the last two letters?
Kid Flash: B as in Butthole!
Superboy: Dick, what do we do here?
Kid Flash: And M as in Mancy!
Robin: What?
Supeboy: M as in what?
Kid Flash: Mancy. What did you think I said?
Robin: “Nancy”! You idiot!
Superboy: Dick, tell me what to do!
Robin: So, do ya’ll have parachutes?
Superboy: No!
Robin: Well, that would’ve been, you know, problem solved.
Superboy: Dick!
Robin: I don’t know. Push it off with your big-ass hands. Good luck, dudes.
Robin: Are there areas where I don’t have expertise?
Beast Boy: Humility.
Kid Flash: Modesty.
~ • ~ • ~ • ~
Ya can’t have it all, Dami.
Wally West: I guess I underestimated you, Robin.
Dick “Whelmed” Grayson: Yeah, well, maybe next time, you will… estimate me.
Three days before Robin’s birthday party…
Kid Flash: I hear Damian’s party will have double fudge brownies!
Beast Boy: But it will also have Damian.
Wally: Dude, I can’t meet you for lunch today.
Dick: That’s good. Because I think I’ve run out of sandwich ideas.
Arguing with your best friend be like…
Dick: Well, I dropped my cell phone in a bowl of cereal last week, idiot! If you had called me, you would have known that!
Wally: *raises an eyebrow*
Dick: Oh.
Dick: Hey, have you ever fasted?
Wally: Well, once I didn’t have dinner until, like, nine o’clock. That was pretty rough.
When you finally discover why your kitchen cabinets always wind up empty…
Dick: *notices a red streak followed by a flicker of yellow light cross his living room in half a second*
Dick: *loudly* Maybe my apartment’s being invaded by some sort of super rat.
Nightwing: *walking away from a very intoxicated Kid Flash, who had apparently discovered a special beer formulated for speedsters*
Wonder Girl: … ?
Nightwing: He’s been grilling me about where circus performers go when they die.
Whoops… Good thing he’s your best friend, Wallace.