I wrote this to give my opinion about how Sprx feels every time Nova shoots him down or hits him. I know Nova doesn't really act like this, and really didn't say any of these things, but it was necessary. Also, I think I misspelled Alchamist... I hope you enjoy it.

disclaimer: I don't own SRMTHFG! and probably never will. But Disney might cancel the show(didn't check to see if they're keeping it or not), so you need to sign the petitions for keeping SRMT on air.

It Hurts

It hurts.

You do this to me every day. I flirt in hopes that you will notice me. Notice my sincerity, my adoration...

My love.

I know I go about the worst way of showing it, but I can't help it. It's who I am. I can't come straight out and say "I love you". Believe me, I've tried. It ends up coming out as a pick-up line. I want you to know, I really do. But when I try, it all ends the same way.

"BAM!"

"SMACK!"

"SMASH!"

It repeats, over and over. The pain, now physical as well as emotional. Physical, it's not the only way you hurt me.

"Remember, you're the dumb monkey."

"How could you miss?! Bonehead got away because of you!"

"How could you be so stupid!"

"You idiotic monkey!"

But the worst thing you've ever done to me. Worse than all the punches, all the insults. You uttered three words.

"I hate you."

Three words. Three words have caused almost all of my pain. Three words that did, and still are, breaking my heart, bit by bit. You don't know about my pain. You don't know about my anguish. You don't know how much it hurts, seeing you encourage the others when I did the same thing once, and you screamed at me. You don't know how much I want to end it; end all this pain, all this sorrow. But I won't. I won't for another three words you said to me, long, long ago.

"I need you."

That was long ago. Before we became robot monkeys. A week before, actually. You were scared, and so was I, but I wouldn't show it. You came to me, whimpering, trying to hold back tears but failing. You didn't want to change, you said. You wanted to be the same, the same huggable, cuddly monkey the Alchamist loved to hold. You didn't want to have to save a world that didn't understand us, didn't care about us. But there was one reason that stood out above the rest.

"What if we have to fight Daddy one day?"

Daddy. You were the only one who ever called him that. Master, Sir, Alchamist; everything but Dad was what we called him. But you; you were unique. A beautiful gold color, unseen in any monkey, considering our fur was permanently dyed these colors. I overheard you every night, before going to sleep, saying three words to our "Daddy".

"I love you."

Those words I wanted to hear so badly, you told him. Every night you told him. And what would you tell me?

"Leave me alone."

"Get away from me."

"Stop bugging me."

Why? Why can't you at least see me as a friend? When I saw you as so much more. Please, please look at me. Look at me without hatred, without malice, without the look you reserved for me and me alone when I bothered you.

"Stop."

"Back off!"

"Why don't you just leave me alone?"

Unfortunately, I'll never hear the words from you that I want to hear. Those three, simple words. Though, I suppose, they aren't simple, because you get them confused with every three word insult there is.

"You idiotic monkey!"

"Leave me alone!"

"You're so stupid!"

"I hate you."

I can't stop caring about you though. Nothing you say can make me stop caring, loving you.One day, I hope you'll say the same three words I want to say to you.

"I love you."

Yes Nova, I, Sprx-77, will always love you. You can hate me all you want, but I'll never stop. I'll never stop because I'll never forget those three words you told me, a week before we became who we are.

"I need you."