Tim, 36 hours of sleep driving like a madman on Gotham roads: FUCKING MOVE. SLOW MOTHER FUCKER WHAT ARE YOU- OH YEAH? JUST WONDER TO THE RIGHT WITHOUT SIGNALLING WHY DONT YA? MAYBE NEXT TIME JUST DO US ALL A FAVOUR AND CRASH INTO THAT GODDAMN TRUCK THATS BACKING OUT THAT YOU DIDNT EVEN BOTHER TO GODDAMN SEE-
Damian, just wanting to get to school since Alfred couldn’t drive him: I assure you these imbeciles are not worth your anger Dra-
Tim: I SWEAR IF ANYONE CUTS ME OFF ONE MORE TIME.
*Gets cut off*
Tim: ALRIGHT BITCHES. I WARNED YOU.
Damian, screaming: DRAKE. STOP THIS INSTANT. DRAKE. YOU ARE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD-
When the League meets Baby Robin(Dick), they are genuinely surprised, as it seems impossible that Batman is raising this little ray of sunshine who appeared from between his cape and then proceeded to greet them with the brightest smile they've all ever seen, completely adoring Superman, saying how great Wonder Woman is, and actually laughing at Barry's jokes.
Bruce takes care of his work, but occasionally stops to, in fact, help Robin who is trying to do his English homework. The other members also help out, of course.
So, Hal arrives at the Watchtower, and Robin, seeing the man his dad mentor has been so grumpy about because of the last meeting they had (Hal doesn't understand that Batman is the best at his job and is the one giving directions for a reason, duh!), decides he will exact revenge.
He carries on a normal conversation with the man just as he did with everyone else, subtly leading the topic until Hal falls into the trap:
Hal: What about your mom? I can't imagine anyone putting up with the old bat.
He speaks with all mockery, but then his smile freezes when he sees the tremor in the little boy's shoulders.
Dick: *shuddering and holding back a little sob* my mummy died in front of me a few months ago.... I...
Hal is pale now, because the child actually sobs, and runs off to hide in the cape of Batman, who was now standing, ready to stitch up his child.
He's not the only one, Superman and the others are already there too, looking at him angrily because he made the little bean cry.
Hal is in a panic.
And if he sees how the boy smiles at him when no one is looking, sticking his tongue out at him while moving his lips to send him the message "Don't bother my dad", no one would ever believe him, not while the little boy is now clinging to Batman tightly as he slowly blinks away tears that not even the best actors could ever pull off.
Only Hal knows the devil behind that angel face.
Batman knows it too, but he adores his precious little demon.
i like this creature
things jon missed while stalking his colleagues:
the fact that sasha had been half lined up for gertrude's job and how that would be a pretty good murder motive
the discrepancy between elias's hiring in 1991 and how he said he was working as a filing clerk in 1972
tim's brother's mysterious disappearance/death directly preceding his change in careers
martin's real age and literally any of his academic or employment history
conclusion: he's bad at this <3
and then they did<3
Now the winner gets his prize! Come get your momma!
Tim: Ah yes, my train of thoughts.
Tim: Or, as I like to call it, the Anxiety Express.
Beast Boy (holding a cream pie): This is going to be so funny! Cyborg you want in on this?
Cyborg (sipping coffee from a distance): I'm not getting involved. I may be half-machine, but I'm not stupid.
Beast Boy: You're no fun dude. I bet when he gets hit with this pie he'll laugh.
Cyborg (doubtful): Mm-hm.
The door to Titans Headquarters slid open as two men entered, and Beast Boy immediately splattered the pie right into Jason Todd's face. Roy Harper took a few steps back, a mix of amusement and concern on his expression, while Jason stood there, pie still covering his features, unmoving and silent. Cyborg nodded, having anticipated that this was bound to go wrong.
Cyborg (holding up his coffee): Jason, good to see you!
Beast Boy (covering his mouth): Oh shoot, sorry dude! That was meant for Nightwing. Still funny though, right?
Jason wiped the remnants of the pie from his eyes, Roy Harper took a few more steps back, stifling laughter.
Jason (seething): That's real funny, man.
He forced a fake chuckle, still dripping pie filling.
Jason: Roy, can I see your bow and arrow, please?
Roy (hands over his bow): Sure thing!
Jason (still smirking at Beast Boy): You’ve got ten seconds and then I shoot you with these arrows. As a prank!
Beast Boy: You're kidding?
Jason: 10, 9, 8, 7—
Roy (chuckling): You should turn into a bird; this is not going to end well for you.
Beast Boy: On it!
In an instant, Beast Boy transforms into a hawk and flew out the door just as Jason finished counting down.
Jason: 1! Time to hunt!
Jason bolted after Beast Boy, a determined grin on his face while the animal changing hero flew away. Cyborg took another sip of his coffee while staying seated.
Cyborg: I was just here minding my own business.
Roy: Smart choice.
at 3 am
Tim: You can say 'Have a nice day!' without a problem.
Tim: But you can't say 'Enjoy the next 24 hours' without sounding vaguely threatening.
Jason: How the fuck did you get into my safehouse again?!