(I had randomly got this idea one day in school so i'm gonna write it here.)

(Plus this Jonatello/Caseytello)

Casey's POV:

Everyone was out doing something, Leo, Raph and Mikey were training somewhere. Master splinter was out somewhere, and Red was at home with her dad Kirby. That left Me and Donatello in the lair. I was watching whatever was on the TV, while Donnie was in his lab working on something. Donnie came out running from his lab to the restroom twice in the last thirty minutes. I was a bit confused when he did so, but I just ignored it, this was Donnie we're talking about he could be doing anything.

A couple minutes go by and Donnie runs out of his Lab again. I wait for him to come out of the restroom so I can ask him what he is doing. a few minutes go by and Donnie finally came out of the restroom, he was sluggishly walking back to his lab when I stopped him.

"Donnie, this has happened three times now. what are you doing?"             "Uhhh.... I don't know what your talking about Jones..." Donnie replied, though I didn't believe it.                                                                                                                                                         "Don't play dumb with me, why do you keep running back and forth from your lab to the restroom."                                                                                                                     Donnie didn't say anything instead he just tried getting past me.                               "Hey! I asked you a question you should answer it."                                                         Donnie once again tried avoiding the question by staying silent. I let him go to his Lab but if I see him do it again i'm following him.

About twenty minutes go by and Donnie comes running out of him Lab again. I follow him to the restroom, only to see the reason Donnie was going back and forth. Donnie had gotten sick and was throwing up.                                                         "Ugh! Donnie why didn't you tell me."                                                                                     Donnie couldn't speak sense he was still throwing up, though after he stopped, he answered.                                                                                                                                       "Cause I don't want to get forced to stop doing stuff in my lab, I still need to get reverse-mutagen right." Donnie said wobbling back to his lab.                                   "No no no nope you are not going back inside of that lab, and if I see you step foot in there i'm calling Leo and Raph."                                                                                   "Then what do I do?..." Donnie questioned turning around to look at me.             "Rest so then you can work in your lab, scoff smartass."                                                      "Okay and how will I do that?" Donnie asked, since he has science stuff in his room to keep him from getting rest.                                                                                         "Dude I don't know lay on the couch, on the  floor or something.."        

Donnie just rolled his eyes and sat on the couch, I handed him a remote for the TV so he can watch what ever he wants to. He changed it to an animal channel, it started talking about turtles, and what turtle species is what depending on the markings on it's shell and body.  I for some reason felt like it was my responsibility to take care of him.         

"Do you need anything Donnie?"                                                                                               Donnie didn't know what to say, instead he shrugged to my question though I know he wanted something.                                                                                                         "I know you want something what is it..."                                                                                   "Uhmm...well I don't really need anything right now....." Donnie answered.
"Your lieing what is it before I don't get it?" I snarled back.
"Ah- well could you get me a pencil and pen and some paper?.." Donnie asked, knowing I know where it all was.

I get off of the couch and go on a hunt for a pencil, a pen and a notebook with paper.

I eventually found it, but when I got back Donnie wasn't on the couch. Of course he probably took the chance to-

Third person:
Casey's thoughts were stopped by Donnie walking from the kitchen area with a semi large bowl. Walk towards where he sat on the couch, handing him his stuff he asked for.

"Why didn't you ask for me to get a bowl?" Casey questioned. "Didn't bother I easily got it for myself." Donnie tried to sound convincing. "Yeah right, I saw how you walked it. You look like you stood up too fast seventy times." Casey teased. Donnie wasn't amused, but he wasn't angry. Instead Donnie just slightly nodded.

Ending chapter one for this story