*Breakfast with the bats*
Bruce : Damian, what do you have on your neck? Is it a bruise?
Tim choking on his food : Pfftt-
Damian : My neck? OH- Hum, yes, it's a bruise. I took a bad hit yesterday from a criminal...
Steph : *Laugh in her plate*
Duke : Oh, I'm sure you will...
Bruce : Why are you all acting weird?
Cassandra : *Smirk knowingly*
Alfred : Master Damian, your phone is ringing. It's Jonathan Kent.
Jason : Oh! The criminal!
*Everyone at the table bursts out laughing. Steph falls off her chair. Tim can barely breathe. Duke spits out his water. Dick lets out a sound somewhere between a laugh and a desperate whimper. Cass’s shoulders shake. Jason is very proud. And Damian has just slammed his head against the table with a groan of despair.*
Bruce : Kent is no longer allowed in Gotham. And Damian is benched for the weeks.
*A lot more of Cackling.*
Damian : I hate this family.