Yay! My second fic ever! xD Just a short thing I felt like writing. This takes place during the adventure, towards the end. It's mostly in Junie's PoV(Junie's my OC; see 'The New Monkey on the Block' or my profile). See, I wasn't sure if it would be good to put it in romance since there isn't much, but I didn't have the heart to leave it at humor. xD Anyways, try to be nice. Second fic. ;) Alrighty then, author's notes look like (this) in the story. Just for reference.

Object of my Hatred, Thou Art Dubbed Specter

I hate him. I hate him!

Stupid Specter. Why'd he have to go and make me fall for him? I mean…Ugghhhh!...But wait…How'd he make me fall for him! It's not like he tried or anything.

It's his fault. He has to go around being so damn cute. Why does no one else notice it?

Yumi or Natalie?...Yeah, right.

Any female monkeys?...Nah, too scared of their 'glorious leader'.

The Freaky Monkey Five?...No, Pink thinks she's out of his league, and the boys?...Heh, not exactly their area of opinion.

But why me? Why me! Why'd Cupid have to stick that freakin' arrow in me? I hate him, too. And his diapers.

But then, who wouldn't?

…Why the heck am I sitting here thinkin' about some flying baby's underpants!

I'm gonna think about why I hate Specter.

What's with his white fur? I mean, what, were his parents ghosts or something?

But then again, that's part of what makes him so cute.…Ugh. What am I thinking!

Back In Reality

(This is normal PoV right now.)

Junie started hitting herself on the forehead with the side of her fist in order to rid herself of those thoughts. Eventually, she got kinda dizzy and staggered back against the wall. Kei, who was walking past her, stared at her with a slightly raised eyebrow, then hurried past.

Back In Junie's Head

Bad idea.

Okay, more thoughts on why I hate Specter….He's arrogant. Yeah, that's right. He's so full of himself, and…and….Ugh. This. Isn't. Working.

I'll kill him. I'll murder him. That'll work.

Ehhhh. No, it won't work. At all. He'll kill me first.

No he won't.

He'd feel too sorry for me for being such a lovesick wreck.

…What! Now he's making me depressed? I hate him!...

…Wait…

…No I don't.

Heh, I kinda get it now. I can't hate him.

Call me Miss Changes-Her-Mind-Too-Fast, but…I say can't hate him and mean it because I like him too much.

But he's what put me through all this freakin' trouble and brain pain. So I know something that I can say about him and can mean.

And here it is…

…Screw him!

Heheheheheh….I had fun writing that.

For some reason, it just came to me when I was listening to an Aly & AJ CD. Weird huh?

Anyways…R&R!