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Dick: How did none of you hear what I just said?!
Tim: I've been zoned out for three and a half hours.
Jason: I got distracted about halfway through.
Damian: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
Dick: ...
(Y/n): ...
Dick: What about you?
(Y/n): Yes?
Dick: What's your excuse?
(Y/n): You want the truth?
Dick: Of course!
(Y/n): Don't go crying to dad if you get hurt
Dick: ...
Dick: I won't
(Y/n): Do you know that friend that everyone has? The one that is always there? Not the annoying one, the one that is just there because they think they are "cool"?
Dick: Yeah? But what does that have to do with me?
(Y/n): You are that friend, and every time you speak, I simply choose to ignore your existence because it causes me all sorts of problems.
Extra:
Dick *laying on top of Bruce's desk*: Bruce, they just don't respect me. Do you know how hard it is to be leader? And a good older brother? Not to mention having to deal with five or so kids? They are just so annoying. But you wouldn't understand.
Bruce *with seven and more officially and unofficially adopted kids*: You are right I could never understand.
Bruce: It's not like one of my grown-up children is acting like a child and interrupting my work when he should also be working.
Dick *sigh*: See you just don't understand!
Dick *storming out of the room*: No one understands!
Bruce *hitting his head against a folder*: Truly what crime am I paying for?
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