Author's note: This is not the same drabble for this prompt as the one on 30 beverages. I was unhappy with that one, and wrote this up this morning to replace it.
Prompt 26, Caffeine drinks
The airlock to Thunderbird Five opened, and a bleary-eyed John waited, bag in hand. He glared at both Alan and Scott.
"Looks like someone got up on the wrong side of the bed," Alan quipped.
John rubbed his forehead. "Don't. Just don't. I have a monstrous headache."
Scott frowned, concerned. "What's the matter? Are you sick?" He reached out to test his brother for fever, but John swatted his hand away.
"I'm not sick!" he muttered irritably.
Scott, now scowling, folded his arms. "If you're not sick, what's wrong?"
John returned the scowl. "I ran out of coffee, okay?"