Disclaimer: Me own Stargate? Only in my dreams.
A/N: A tinly little fic that also came to me in English class. Sort of poetry but not really. The only line I repeat is "I haten him." I thought the ending was a little funny too. Hope ya'll like.
I Hate Him
I hate him.
It's true; he's the most annoying, crazy, cocky man I have ever met who never listens to a word I say. He disobeys my orders and openly challenges me in front of others. He will tease me until the day I die about some embarrassing moment I experienced. I also can never beat him at his war with words.
I hate him.
He is a child. He plays with video games for goodness sakes and he tries to get me to play them too. I once did and had a frustrating time trying to get the car to move in this stupid racing game and wishing that I could smack that smirk off of his face.
I hate him.
He always thinks he is right. No matter how I try to explain it to him he is just too stubborn to give it up. However, when he is proved wrong he will be to the first to admit it.
I hate him.
He thinks that I can't take care of myself. Every morning he bugs me until the only way I can find some peace is if I do as he asks and go to the Mess Hall for a forced breakfast. He always returns when it is lunch and dinner with the same agenda.
I hate him.
But he also can be sweet when it suits him. He'll make me laugh when I'm particularly upset about something. He defends me if someone says I'm not good enough for this command.
That main reason why I feel this way is not what you think.
I love him.
That's why I hate him.
Finished
A/N: Was it any good? Please tell but no flames.