When your best friend’s one of the nicest people in the Multiverse…
Wally [to Dick]: You even work too hard at passive aggression.
Yeaaaaah, just don’t mess with his family and friends. Especially his adoptive father.
When your best friend’s one of the nicest people in the Multiverse…
Wally [to Dick]: You even work too hard at passive aggression.
Yeaaaaah, just don’t mess with his family and friends. Especially his adoptive father.
Reasoning with a fifth dimension imp about your best friend be like…
Kid Flash [about Nightwing]: In what war is he a criminal? In the battle for our affections?!?
When asked to describe his best friend…
Wally: Dick Grayson is a magical elf-like man who makes us all more magical by being near him.
Kid Flash [to witness]: I was gonna ask you the same question, Ma’am…
Nightwing: Dude, this woman just witnessed a crime…
Kid Flash: *grinning* Yeah, a crime in progress. She’s stealing my heart, but I ain’t pressing charges.
Nightwing: *accidentally sits on his own cellphone*
Kid Flash: *reads text message from bestbrobin: “Ey, Wal”*
Kid Flash: *smirks* Creepiest butt-text ever.
And the mystery that is Richard John Grayson’s gluteal muscles goes on…
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.
The Flash: Is that Mr. O’Brien?
Green Lantern: That’s the buffet table, dude.
The Flash: Well, how can we be sure unless we question it?
Either Wally’s just trying to grab a quick bite or that really is Plas.
Wally: Dude, I can’t meet you for lunch today.
Dick: That’s good. Because I think I’ve run out of sandwich ideas.
Dick: I can’t believe you bugged my apartment, Little D! That’s terrible!
Damian: No, “terrible” is having to listen to you and that moron West yammer on for four hours about which sandwich you would bring if you were stranded on an island.
Batman: Well, done, Wallace.
The Flash: Sir, since I pulled that off, can I please wear shorts to work?
Batman: I’ve already said no.