forwhateveryouwant:

Dick: it’s halloweeeeeen! Scary story time! Who wants to go first?

Jason: i got this

Jason: legend tells of a man who never sleeps. His eyes are crusted over with dried coffee, he only appears at midnight with death etched within his skin-

Tim: this isn’t scary! It’s just mean! Don’t talk about me like that!

Jason: i never said it was about you. It’s not my fault if you stumbled across some parallels between the story and your personal life

Dick: maybe someone else should tell a story?

Damian: -tt- fine

Damian: one day a girl went walking alone in the streets of Gotham. And a mugger shot her and she died. We were all too late to save her

Dick: wow okay. That was a little too real. Maybe something else a little more light-hearted?

Tim: stop me if you heard this one before

Tim: a robin, his mom, and a clown with a crowbar walk into a warehouse

Jason: bitCH don’t you bring my mom into this!

Tim [sarcastically]: i never said this was about you, Jason

Jason: where are my guns? Dick, where did you hide my guns????

Duke: can we have smores now? Is now the time for smores?