"My God this caffeine detox sucks so bad" signed Donnie, his hands clamped tightly over his face and with his finger tips began to massage his aching eyes and forehead. "How am I supposed to get any of my work done if I can't even focus on what's in front of me or for that matter fix anything that those numbskulls come into contact with? Frustration began to set in with the purple clad turtle who released his hands and sat back in his chair. "They come running to me quick enough when something is broken or want me to build them something, like I am the lairs designated handyman. But to not even be allowed to have a few cups of coffee so I can keep up with their continuous destructive rampage. Keeping ontop of the lair security and whatever else needs or I am doing?". Donnie slouched back even more in his chair and reached out for the glass of water on his workbench that Leo had so kindly gave to him as a substitute. Just as Don was taking a big gulp there was a knock on his lab door and seconds later Leo's head popped around the doorframe. "Hey Donnie just seeing how you are getting on?" Donatello didn't even look at his brother but instead rose the now empty glass up in the air for Leo to see. "Finished it happy, don't need to keep spying on me to make sure I am doing as I am told". By this point Leo had fully entered the lab and was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. "Don't be like that Donnie; you know I am just doing this for your own good". Donatello scowled and whipped his head around to face his older brother. "You took my coffee Leo, how am I suppose to stay awake to get things done because I don't think water is going to achieve that!." Leonardo shook his head in response to his little brother's attitude. Raphael has always been the famous turtle off the four to have the attitude problem but one thing that Leonardo had discovered while living with him for 15 years is that Donnie was a force to be reckoned with when pissed off sometimes more so than their hot-headed Raphael. "You know water is good for you Donnie, it will flush out all that rubbish you have put into your body for so long" said Leo in a mellow tone. The blue clad turtle knew he was treading on eggshell at this point and was trying to use his gift off reasoning and calmness to get through to his second youngest brother and not start World War 3. Donnie turned his head back to face forward and like Leo crossed his arms over his plastron. "Water don't keep me awake so I can keep this place running and plus it's boring and tasteless and seems you couldn't even be asked to put diluted juice in it?" moaned Donnie who now sounded more like a 7 year old than a 15 year old. Leonardo sighed and pinched the bridge off his nose; he was beginning to lose a little bit of his cool with Donatello. He had been trying to stay out off Donnie's way as much as possible for the past few days to avoid a confrontation. Leo new that taking away his caffeine would result in a very upset and grouchy Donatello but surely though the worst off the withdrawal is over unless he was that much dependant on the stuff? "Donnie will you stop whining please, I get enough of it off Mikey, I don't need you doing it too." The purple clad turtle just kept his eyes trailed on his feet and waited a few seconds before responding. " Nice chat but I am going to go and get another glass of water because I seem to be all out" Donnie began to stand and shook his head in an attempted to try shake off the throbbing pain in the back off his eyes, forehead and temples. "Might even treat myself too orange and grapefruit concentrated juice if that doesn't bother you" Donnie walked past a frustrated Leo and headed for the kitchen with his glass in hand. "But saying that the added sugar might make me hyperactive and then you will have two Mikey's to contend with."