"Gosh Don. How'd you even catch this das't bug anyways?" Mikey asked, from his perch on Donnie's lab desk.
"I went to the surface while it was raining." Donnie answered, "And quite using comic book swears."
"Master Splinter yells at me if I say the real word." Mikey reasoned. "It really is an awful bug, though."
"Yeah, yeah. Just hand me the tissues."
"No way. I'll throw you the tissues, but I am not getting close to you right now."
"Shut up." Donnie said, catching the box of tissues Mikey threw to him.
The door separating the lab from the living room opened, and Raph entered. "Donnie, I've got your stupid coffee." Raph announced. When his eyes fell on Donnie his eyes widened and his face turned an unholy shade of green. Raph hastily set the coffee on the floor and practically fled the lab.
"I told you he'd freak." Mikey smirked, crossing the room to pick up Donnie's coffee.
"I don't know why." Donnie remarked, "It's just an American pelecinid wasp."