In The Manor, The Tupperware Is Color Coded. The Seats Are Color Coded. The Cups Are Color Coded. Everything

In the manor, the tupperware is color coded. The seats are color coded. The cups are color coded. Everything is.

However, the batkids have recently discovered they can just dye stuff and claim it as theirs. It does not end well.

Continuing that conversation was also very entertaining

Being in fandom and trying to get your friends interested is so fun, especially when you (and your friends) are a bit unhinged.

So I was thinking about the batmobile earlier and how they use it on patrol.

Wayne Manor and therefore the Batcave are pretty much on the edge of town and the bats use the batmobile/their other vehicles like bikes to get into the city.

Now when they are there, they move mostly by grapple or parcour. Which makes sense, you wouldn't really beat up a goon, get in the batmobile, drive three blocks and park it again. I assume they park it somewhere and then go on patrol.

A standard patrol is most likely circular, so they end up back at the batmobile. But what if they have to chase someone? Or something happens that draws them to the other side of the city? What if one of them gets injured and they need to be transported? The batmobile is parked somewhere, so what happens now?

I imagine the following possibilities:

1. The batmobile has self-driving capabilities. I can't really tell how good that would work in Gotham, and i don't know how that would work for the bikes.

2. There is a bat on batmobile-duty. They spend the patrol night chilling, watching tiktoks, reading a book etc. and just wait for a pickup.

3. There is a remote driving system, probably accessed by Oracle as well as the batcave. In the necessary moments Oracle grabs a controller and GTAs the Batmobile to the location.

4. There are Batmobiles hidden throughout Gotham and after such an incident happened, a few batkids need to go for a drive and pick up/drop off the various batmobiles at their spots.

I don't know which one is the most likely, and all of them have so much Batfam Chaos potential. Maybe all of them are true. Allow me to present some of these chaotic scenarios.

Red Robin, severly sleep deprived: *nearly hits a lamp post*

Batmobile: *avoids the post, speeds up* *steering wheel moves under his fingers*

RR: What?

Oracle, via comms: for the love of god just take a nap I'm taking you home

Nightwing, after a chase: great, now i need to walk like 5 kilometers to the car.

Red Hood: There is a batmobile in a garage like two streets down

NW: what?

RH: don't you have a map?

NW: a map of what?

RH: of the batmobiles

NW: what- no. No i do not. I will be having words with someone.

Batman, after patrol: There are still two bikes and a batmobile on the streets. Go pick them up.

Red Hood: alright, which one of you idiots is allowed to drive?

Nightwing: Damian put your hand down.

Gothamite: *crosses the street* *nearly gets run over by batmobile* *stares to see it driving off without a driver*

Phone: *beeps*

Text message: very sorry, still working on the self-driving. Have a coffee on me, heres a coupon code for batburger. -O

Red Hood: *peacefully reading a book, legs on the batmobile dashboard, a thermos of tea in the cupholder*

Oracle, via comms: Hood, Spoiler has been injured, i am sending you the adress for pickup.

Hood: How bad is it?

Oracle: Not life-threatening. She wanted to go on but Batman refused.

Hood: so she can wait a bit more.

Oracle: what?

Hood: They are about to have the big love confession and i am not waiting on that because B is overprotective.

Oracle: I just googled your book. Pick up Spoiler now or I will make you listen to Spoilers for the entire series.

Hood, starting the car: Jesus O no need for warcrimes

(I am fairly new in this fandom, if there is something in canon that i missed/got wrong please correct me)

Regularly, Tim and Steph sit on the floor somewhere, looking at each other until one of them says "what even is your thought process" and then they just start laughing uncontrollably

I give children extra lessons to get some money while in Uni, and that causes some conversations that truly amaze me.

Like the third grader today that told me he frequently has nightmares.

Me: Maybe take a toy, like a knight or a superhero, and put them next to your bed so they can protect you. Kid: I have multiple Jedi. Me: Perfect! They can protect you. Kid: No they can't. Me: They're Jedi. Kid: Yeah but I dream of huge monsters Me: They're Jedi, they can handle that. Kid: No, like the Zillo Beast! That big!

(Honestly, that caught me off guard. I did not expect him to go this specific on me. So i raised my nerd up to meet him)

Me: But the Zillo Beast was sad and just wanted to get out. Kid: Yeah, but i also dream of *violently describes Planet-Ending catastrophe* the Jedi can't do that

(Honestly, he had me at that point. He has a very accurate power scaling of the Jedi. And I can't really go "but they are *Jedi*" at him anymore, he's gonna think i am either making fun of him or mentally stunted. So pulled up the strongest Star Wars Entity i know.)

Me: Did you see the episode about the Mortis Gods? Kid: No.

At that point i gave up. Two minutes later he was happily chatting with another kid. Sometimes small humans confuse me. As I am typing this out, he is supposed to do a worksheet. He is suddently talking with the other child about reasons for war and why that happens. He seems deeply disillusioned with humanity. Either clone wars did a really good job raising him or we should be scared of an eight year old.

despite being older, dick and jason are 1000% the immature ones when it comes to bantering with villains.

like while they're all out fighting crime, Barbara's monitoring their progress, and on one side it's these young, high-pitched voices spouting sophisticated shit like, "while I do admire your unwavering consistency, it does beg the question: do you truly derive any semblance of pleasure from incessantly facing defeat at my hand?"

and then on the other hand, you just hear these two grown-ass men who are like, "FUCK YOU, BITCH, I HOPE YOU GET RUN OVER BY A TRUCK AND THEN RUN OVER BY ANOTHER TRUCK, SUCK MY DICK YOU DUMBASS PRICK, ALSO WANNA KNOW WHAT ME AND YOUR MOTHER DID LAST NIGHT ?I?"

(they say if you're very quiet, you'll hear a sigh of disappointment from the shadows while this is happening)