"Yeah, welcome to being human." A pause. "Says the giant talking turtle."
Still touching his forehead to hers, he shook his head slightly. "Do you think I wanna kill Shredder because he helped aliens invade my planet blah blah hero stuff or because he killed my dad and beat my brother into a coma? That's not even getting into how many times he beat the snot out of me, my brothers, and Sensei before all that, or how he kidnapped Sensei's daughter that I grew up watching him mourn over and raised her to hate him, or how he killed Sensei's wife."
He shrugged. "I hate the guy. As much as someone like me can hate. My brothers hate him, too, even Mikey and Leo - and Mikey don't have a hateful bone in his body otherwise. Even Mikey's ready and willing to stomp him. That's how it works, there's no way you can untangle the personal stuff from the big picture - and the personal stuff doesn't change the big picture. The Yorkes, your parents, your other friends' parents, would've ended it all. Every little kid on the face of the Earth. Every decent parent, every good cop, every firefighter, every brave soldier, every honest lawyer, every person that was fearless enough to stand in front of a tank at a protest against some evil dictator. Every pizza parlor, skateboard park, piece of art, every song, everything and everyone. They were willing to burn it all. And the fact it was personal was because they were willing to burn you too, were willing to mess with their own kids - and that just made 'em more deserving of horrible consequences."
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Still touching his forehead to hers, he shook his head slightly. "Do you think I wanna kill Shredder because he helped aliens invade my planet blah blah hero stuff or because he killed my dad and beat my brother into a coma? That's not even getting into how many times he beat the snot out of me, my brothers, and Sensei before all that, or how he kidnapped Sensei's daughter that I grew up watching him mourn over and raised her to hate him, or how he killed Sensei's wife."
He shrugged. "I hate the guy. As much as someone like me can hate. My brothers hate him, too, even Mikey and Leo - and Mikey don't have a hateful bone in his body otherwise. Even Mikey's ready and willing to stomp him. That's how it works, there's no way you can untangle the personal stuff from the big picture - and the personal stuff doesn't change the big picture. The Yorkes, your parents, your other friends' parents, would've ended it all. Every little kid on the face of the Earth. Every decent parent, every good cop, every firefighter, every brave soldier, every honest lawyer, every person that was fearless enough to stand in front of a tank at a protest against some evil dictator. Every pizza parlor, skateboard park, piece of art, every song, everything and everyone. They were willing to burn it all. And the fact it was personal was because they were willing to burn you too, were willing to mess with their own kids - and that just made 'em more deserving of horrible consequences."