Ok! Here's the next chapter! I'd like to say that I'm sorry for all the spelling errors in the first chapter! That was below my usual work, but don't worry because I'll be extra careful to read it over this time!

I DON'T OWN TMNT….if I did there would be more Mikey!

~Mikey: 3PM, day 3~

It had been three days since the bet had started and Mikey could see that Raph was barely staying awake. On the other hand he was completely awake and full of energy. Mikey paced back and forth in the lair thinking about what he should do next. I could play video games. But I don't want to, or I could go skateboarding but I did that an hour ago. I could maybe practice but I never like doing that. Or I could read comics but I don't want to. Mikey was completely caught up in his thoughts that he didn't hear Don go into the kitchen. He stopped for a moment when he saw Don reappear with a deep frown on his face. "What's the matter Brainiac?" Mikey asked. Don sighed and held up his instant coffee.

"My coffee is gone and I don't think I used more than a third of what was in here." Don told him perplexed. Mikey shifted his feet and rubbed his hands together. He had been having a hard time standing still since the bet started. And he knew that it was him that had drunk all of Donny's coffee. Mikey realized that while he was thinking Don had been talking to him.

"Huh?" Mikey asked trying not to meet his brother's eyes. All his brothers could read him like a book, especially when he was trying to hide something. As if Don knew what he was thinking he took a step forward, his chocolate brown eyes narrowing.

"Mikey, do you have something you want to tell me?" Don asked him like he was dealing with a little kid who stole a cookie. Mikey rubbed the back of his neck. I can't tell Don or he won't let me have anymore! And coffee is so GOOD!

"Nope!" Mikey said shaking his head. Don studied him making Mikey nervous. Don always knew when any of them were lying. "Really Don, I didn't have any!" oh shell…

"Any of what? I never asked if you drank my coffee." Don smirked. Mikey groaned knowing he'd just given himself away. He crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.

"Ok fine! I had some! Please don't tell Raph! It helps me stay awake!" Mikey begged his brother, his eyes wide. Don shook his head. Mikey put his hands on Don's shoulders and shook him. "Dang it Donny! Don't you understand! I don't want to clean up the dojo! It's gross! And NO PRANKS! I have a great one planned where I put a bunch of firecrackers in Raph's punching bag!" Don grabbed Mikey's arms and stopped him from shaking him.

"Mikey, for your own safety and everyone else's you can't have any more coffee. You have way too much energy already and coffee…" Don paused and shuddered thinking of the trouble Mikey could cause if he found out where he kept the espresso. "Coffee and you just don't mix." He explained and went out to buy more coffee. Mikey sighed and glanced over to where Raph was punching a practice dummy. I'm really in trouble now.

~Raph: 7PM~

Raph blinked his eyes annoyed. He hated this stupid bet! In fact he hated everything right now! He hated how cold it was. He hated that he was on patrol. He hated that when he got home he couldn't go to bed. Raph dodged to the left as he almost ran into a chimney. He growled in frustration as he caught up with Leo and Don. Ahead of him Leo looked back a stern look on his face. "Mikey you're getting left behind!" he called. Raph glanced behind him to see Mike way behind them. He snickered, his anger momentarily stifled. Mikey looked asleep on his feet.

"What's the matter Mike? Tired?" Raph taunted. Mikey finally caught up with them and yawned. He looked at Raph blankly.

"No I'm awake…" He said trying not to yawn. Raph smirked. I got this. Mike's not gonna make it another day. Just then he heard Leo call back to them.

"Stop falling behind and pay attention!" Leo scolded. Raph felt his earlier irritation return.

"Geez Fearless! There's nothing out here! So you can just shut the hell up and stop being such an a**!" Raph snapped. That got Leo's attention; he spun around to face Raph his eyes giving away his anger.

"Raphael! What's your problem!" Leo growled. Raph stood an inch away from Leo's face.

"My problem is that you make us run all other the city and there's NOTHING out here! It's cold and just cause Master Splinter is away doesn't mean you can boss us around!" Raph spat back. Their fight was interrupted by a loud thud. They both turned to see Mikey had run right into a wall. He stumbled back holding his face. "What the shell is wrong with you Mikey!" Raph yelled still fuming. Mikey shook his head and sat down against the wall.

"Um…I was running but this wall was there!" (Note that Mikey is suffering serious caffeine withdrawal) he explained standing up. Don examined Mikey's face and sighed. "….What's the damage….um…Donny?" Mikey asked slowly, his brain wasn't working as fast as it should have been.

"Well, it's not too bad but you are going to have a nasty scrape." Don told him. Mikey nodded slowly. Raph rolled his eyes. With Mikey this out of it, I'll win this bet tonight. And finally get some sleep.

TBC!

Hope that was better than the last chapter, spelling wise.

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