"You didn't seem upset whatsoever when the dinosaurs got whipped out of existence, who, keep in mind, also had been evolving for millions of years, just like your *precious* humans have been!" Mercury shot back, coldly rubbing pure facts into Earth's face as if he were rubbing salt into his wound. His smile had, once again, dropped, this time being replaced with a firm, hate-filled scowl. He wasn't going to hide the fact he hated him, he never had after all. "Yet you seemed soooooo fucking eager to get rid of them! So why the fuck won't you get rid of the very creatures that are actually *hurting* you?! You're dragging *us all down* with your "oh, the human's will change one day, I just know it!" and your "I'll be fine guys, trust me!" bullshit you're *constantly* pulling. It's a burden to *everybody*, not just yourself, and you *know it!*" Mercury fumed, now harshly glaring up at Earth as he spoke, as if challenging him to do something, anything, about it. He hated the fact he was the smallest planet of them all, but he had something the others don't necessarily have; Mercury had the icy truth of the facts of all the papers he commonly submerged himself into, possibly to find information to use against the other planets.