Michelangelo couldn't concentrate.
Why is there so much violence in the world? Why do we have to hide? Ugh…I hate it when I get all serious like this, it makes me depressed. Look, there's someone in trouble I can help.He sneaked down to the scene of some kid trying to snatch a poor old lady's purse. He kicked the punk into the wall and turned to the woman to ask if she was all right. But before he could say anything she shrieked and started hitting him with her purse, which must have weighed a thousand pounds.
"Geeze, lady, whadya' got in there, a house?"
"Freak! Police! Murdur! Help!"
Hmm. Better get out of here. What about a thank you? I just saved your purse.
He decided to go home. As he opens the nearest seweropening he looks back at the old bat flailing her arms calling for help. She looks so old.
She's so strong. She should have joined the Foot! I guess some people just don't want or need help.Disclaimer I don't own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.