Dick: I HATE EVERYTHING

Bruce: what happened this time

Dick: I entered a nightwing lookalike contest

Bruce: why ?

Dick: Roy bet me fifty dollars I would loose

Dick: and I did loos

Bruce:

Dick: TO JASON

The story goes:

Jason, 12: I bet you $20 that I can make Bruce cry without saying a word

Dick: Deal.

Jason: *walks up to Bruce and hugs with love in his eyes*

Bruce: *violently sobbing and picking Jason up*

Dick: *angrily walks by and slyly hands Jason a 20*

—

A few weeks later it’s

Dick, on a skyscraper looking down at a different one: I bet $20 that I can make this landing

(Info: this genuinely should not be possible for Plot Reasons)

Jason: okay but if you die I get to keep it

Dick: *jumps and lands it*

Jason: *sadly climbs back down to the street and hands a proud Dick the SAME $20 he earned not too long ago*

—-

This goes on between them for years - up until you know what

—-

Dick, out of habit: I bet you $20 you can’t do six front flips in a row

Tim, new and eager to please: watch me bitch

Tim: *does it perfectly - maybe with a tad bit of a waver but still*

Dick:

Dick, crying hysterically for many reasons: *hands the faithful $20 over*

—-

(For plot reasons Tim never spends it for X reason)

Steph: I bet you $20 I can make that guy over there ask for my number

Tim: okay

Steph: *comes back over after successfully getting him to ask*

Tim: *handing over the 20*

—

Cass:

Steph: oh you’re fucking on

Cass:

Steph: DAMNIT *hands $20 over*

—-

Cass:

Damian: -tt- yes obviously I can. I shall take on the bet

Damian: *wins*

Cass: >:(

—-

Damian: Thomas, I will give you a 20 dollar if you can scare Father

Duke: Hell yeah

Duke: *goes on a quest for a few days before he genuinely scares the crap out of Bruce*

Duke: GIVE ME THE $20 HOE

—

By now, it’s a very big inside joke between the bats

—

It’s Dicks turn with the $20 when it happens like the first day

Jason: hey I bet I can make Bruce cry

Dick: oh please he hasn’t since 2013

Jason: Watch me

Jason: *walks up to Bruce, says a few words, hugs him tightly, walks back over to Dick*

Jason: Wait for it…

Bruce: *wonders off and a few moments later - you hear crying*

Dick: *passes a very wrinkly and used $20*

Jason: what the hell is this? The routing number has been out of rotation for years

Dick: oh it’s the same one that we used back when we made stupid bets - it’s been around the family

Jason:

Jason: *definitely not crying*

—-

Anyway; the reason I made this post was cuz of this headcanon

The bat siblings might have a $20 bill but there’s a 75% chance they won’t give it to you because “oh it’s not spending money”

“(Bat) YOU’RE A MULTIBILLIONAIRE”

Clark: "Oh... which one?"

Jon: "Huh?"

Clark: "-Eh, doesn't matter, tell 'em dinner's almost ready."

Jon: "...no dad..."

Clark: What?

Jon, slowly: "A bat. is in. the barn."

Clark: "Yeah? Do they not want pot roast or something..?"

Bruce hears about it, starts to work on an antidote on a specimen they managed to snag on a victim's clothes. And there's some screw up and Bruce doesn't get his mask on in time and then... The Bats find a very shaken, sobbing Bruce under one of the desks, absolutely terrified and unable to move. They try every thing to calm him down, Dick, Tim, Damian, even Jason comes when called to try but no dice. Then Alfred comes back from doing errands and he just knows, he knows that Bruce is back there in that alley in the minutes before somebody came running, in the minutes it took the GCPD to show up and in the half hour it took for Alfred to get there, when eight year old Bruce is on his own, huddled between Martha and Thomas, not understanding what is really happening, drenched from the rain but warm from the... blood.

Alfred is twenty odd years older than he was that night and Bruce is hardly the skinny little eight year old that's all elbows and knees but Alfred coaxs Bruce from under the table, his body in Alfred's arms, crying his heart out and saying sorry. Sorry to Alfred because he couldn't help his mom or dad, sorry because his clothes are all dirty, sorry, sorry, sorry - It's a fucking knife into Alfred every time, who can only tell his boy that it will be alright. And Alfred looks up at his boys - his grandsons in all but blood - and he gives them a single nod.

who is in advanced courses to become a doctor and is actively studying and doing volunteer work so he can get into a top school on his own merits and he immediately hands that robin mantle right back to tim

then tim attempts to shove the robin mantle right back to dick and

dicks like "oh absolutely not firstly i live in bludhaven secondly i have a actual job and third id look rediculous in the robin costume it would not fit me." and

tim would go "yeah cause you got too much junk in your trunk' and dick would mock gasp because hes a theater kid and then he gets an evil grin and goes have you tried handing the mantle back to jason and

tim goes "ARE YOU CRAZY I DONT WANNA GET SHOT EVEN IF HE USES BB GUNS AND SOMETIMES PAINTBALL GUNS"

dick cackles and goes "alright alright look just tell b no one wants to do robin right now cause yall busy doing college shit".

and tim goes "no the last time damian tried it was like a fucking cold war none of us want to deal with that".

dick goes "yeah but last time damian was like even though i am 14 i shall move out on my own and study like obviously bruce was gonna not have that he is a minor and his son just go talk to b"

tim goes "NO YOU GO TALK TO HIM THEN ITS YOUR MANTLE".