“I Have A Bad Feeling About This”

Peter:

Peter: Huh?

Y/N: Watch.

Y/N: Hi, Frank!

Frank: *turning on the light* Where the hell have you been?

Y/N: I was out with Peter.

Peter: *coming around the corner* Oh fun, where'd we go?

Y/N:

Dick:

Dick: Yes

Jason: *breaks down the door and points a gun*

Y/N: *running away* THANK YOU!!!

Peter: What happened?

Y/N: He chased them to the next light and then reached into their window and--

Peter: *chuckling nervously* I think you mean cards, Y/N.

Frank: she does not.

Peter: *immediately cutting in, completely serious* Y/N isn’t allowed to accept dares.

Frank: *taps the table back*

MJ: What are they doing?

Peter: *used to their shit* Morse code.

Y/N: *aggressively taps table*

Dick: WHAT?!

Y/N:

Y/N: So, is that a no? Or…

Y/N: *the small and cute one* YEAH, FUCKHEAD!

Jason: *visibly shaken* Hey, woah, you’re going a little bit overboard

Y/N: Okay, but in my defense, Steph bet me 50 cents that I wouldn’t drink shampoo

Bruce: That wasn’t- you drank shampoo?!

Y/N: Dear Santa, I'm writing to let you know I've been naughty... And it was worth it you fat, judgemental bastard.

Jason: *wiping away a tear* That’s my girl

Y/N: Twelve, actually

Jason: Not the point. Look they’re dead now and really whose fault was that?

Y/N: Ours!

Y/N: Please don’t!

Villain: Begging will get you nowhere!

Dick: Hey Jason can I hold-

Jason: Go the fuck away Dick! Can't you see I'm doing something?!

Dick: *walks out of the room with a sad expression on his face* But I want to hold the baby too…

Damian: *walking past Dick while holding a katana*

Dick: Where are you going with that?

Y/N: Ooooooooh someone’s in troooouuuuuubllleee!

Bruce:

Y/N:

Y/N: It’s me

Y/N: A kid pushed me down.

Jason: Did you push him back?

Y/N: *tears start to well up in her eyes* No... He's bigger than me.

Dick: Uh-huh... Jason?