I'm going to try to do a Drabble every other day... Maybe?

Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles

"Donnnny!"

"No Mikey! Not right now. You can wait."

"No, I can't!"

"Yes, you can."

"No, I can't!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"Noooooo!"

Donny tries to block out Mikey's begging; but the banshee screech just kept getting louder and louder.

"Fine!" Donny groans, slamming his screwdriver on the table in frustration. "Apparently what you need can't wait for me to finish. What do you want?"

Mikey grins in triumph. "I just need batteries for my game controller," he says innocently. Donny sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"That was all?"

"Yep!"

"Really?"

"Yep!"

Donny rubs his temple, a monstrous headache already starting to emerge. "Michelangelo," he exhales, "you know where I keep my batteries." He propels himself on his rolling chair by pushing off his desk, and opens the counter's drawer on the other side of the room. He presents Mikey the desperately needed batteries, in which Mikey beams and snatches them.

"Thanks, bro!" He yells, quickly disappearing from sight.

Donny takes a deep breath in, then exhales. "Baby brothers," he mutters as he picks his screwdriver back up.