Elsewhere, on League business, Bruce gets the sudden, inexplicable urge to yell at his children.
I have a history of playing Cards Against Humanity against myself
and casting doubt upon the integrity of my characterin my doodles. The Young Justice kids host a game here. The Titans Fab Five play a round here.
A very batty Christmas! Featuring: decorating the tree, trying to take a decent family photo, Christmas bedtime stories, and opening presents!
Jason: [bursting into the Manor kitchen] Quick! We need to celebrate!
Bruce: Celebrate what?
Jason: Shhh, I brought wine, have a glass. Here, Alfie, pop that bubbly.
Alfred: Very well, sir.
Everyone: [accepts a glass, settles down]
Bruce: Now, what are we celebrating?
Jason: Did you like the wine?
Bruce: Yes, it was fine.
Jason: Just fine?
Bruce: Rather on the better side, I believe.
Jason: Excellent. Well, now I can tell you what we’re celebrating.
Jason: This isn’t fine wine.
Jason: I bought this bottle from Walmart.
Bruce: no
Jason: It was five dollars
Bruce: stop
Jason: But it was on sale for THREE NINETY-SEVEN
Jason: YOUR SNOBBERY IS NOTHING COMPARED TO MY PLEBEIAN NATURE. I HAVE CONQUERED YOUR DELUSIONS OF GRANDEUR.
Jason: [lifts glass] May the bourgeoisie rise again.
Bruce:
Bruce:
Bruce:
Bruce:
Tim: [lifts glass] Ahem. Well. Vive la France.
Jason: You’re rich, you can’t say “vive la France,” shut up.
Jason: [searches room, sees Stephanie] You. You can say “vive la France.”
Stephanie: Heck yeah! VIVE LA FRANCE!
Jason: [sipping wine] Damn right.
It’s really wild how Gotham’s finest are a bunch of hooligans led by an old man who’s a fucking furry! (Peter Nguyen)
Bored again, so: The BatFamily!
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