Barbara ponders at the Christmas tree. "I mean sure the inside of our place is all nice and decorated, but what about the outside?"

Dick crosses his arms and turns to her. "What do you want me to do? Get on the roof and hang up lights?"

Then, lightbulbs go off in their heads "Damian!" they yell in sync. (Not *N-Sync)  

"Damian! Get down from there!" Bruce screams as Damian was on  the roof of Wayne Manor, attempting to hang up lights.

"I know what I'm doing father!"

"Dick! Can you get your brother down from the roof?"

Dick comes running out pretty angry. "For the last time Bruce he's not my bro-" He stops himself to look at Damian struggling on the roof. "Nice one!"

"Dick, just get him down." Bruce crosses his arms in frustration. "The last thing I need is CPS on my back...again."

"Okay Damian," dick says as he starts to climb up the ladder, "stay sill."

"I don't need your pity help. I can do this by myself."

"If you could do this by yourself, your foot wouldn't be caught in the lights. Now would it?" Dick says, using his best Sherlock Holms impression.

"Just get me down."

"Alright mate," he says, continuing to talk in the Sherlock impression.

Damian curses under his breath as Dick carries him down the ladder. When on the ground Damian these words, "Ba humbug."