Chapter 3
"Alright, it's the moment you've all been waiting for." Mason said and tried to stifle a yawn. "Let's get on with it. I'm just gonna come right out and say it. Agent Bishop is the best and The Shredder is the worst."
"Wait… what?" Raph questioned. "How? Why?"
Mason raised his hands up. "Hey now, before you judge me, just listen. I happen to think that both of these villains are great in their own little special way. But the Shredder is just a little more…" Mason paused to search for the right word "Cowardly."
"Alright, how so?" Don asked
"Well, let's start off with their gear. When you first met the Shredder, he kicked your butt wearing full, spiked body armor. When you first met Bishop, he kicked your butt and a few others wearing nothing but a suit, tie and sunglasses. Who do you think is more awesome?"
"And…" he continued "what about their henchmen? I mean sure… after a while you met some of Bishop's workers. Every great villain needs henchmen. It's a well known fact."
"Of course." Mikey said.
"But there should be a limit to how many henchmen you have and how many different types. Bishop had your every day, run of the mill workers with blasters and that was it… he was happy." Mason stated. "Shredder had the normal foot soldiers… keep in mind that they came in different shapes and sizes, foot tech ninjas, foot mystics, the elite guard."
"Karai and Hun." Don continued for him
"Yeah, can't forget about them." Mason rolled his eyes. "Seriously, how can you forget about them? They were pretty much glued to him."
"Kinda sad if you really think about it, but hey to each their own right?" Mason shrugged and yawned again.
"Well Shredder was just a little alien." Mikey said "He couldn't do much if he stayed the way he was."
"That's not my problem. It would've been less work for you guys."
"And also less fun." Raph commented.
Mason stared his uncle down and shook his head "You're so weird."
"Yeah, yeah whatever."
"I have nothing more to say to you."
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Alright that's done. Boredom is over.
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