Yawn.

I really should be doing my History essay...but this is more fun!

I'll start when I write this.

Chapter 7: Do You Know How Much I Hate You?!

Cosmo

I looked up as Jumba stormed into the kitchen. Yep. He's in another bad mood. Its not suprising though. He has to live with me!

I wonder if he's found out what I did to his-

"631!!"

Yeah. I think he did. He stormed over to me and picked me up by my leg. "Why are Jumba's labcoats tied together with stupid cableties?!"

I frowned. "Hey! I didn't tie ya stupid labcoats togever!" I lied, folding my arms.

Jumba squeezed my foot. "Don't be lying to me, 631! Am having proof!"

I snorted. Yeah. What 'proof' could he possibly have? I was so careful! My mouth dropped open as he pulled something out of his shirt pocket and held it up. It was a photo! But thats not the worst bit. The worst bit was...it was a photo OF MY EARS!!

I stared at the photo in shock. How'd he get that?! I winced as he spoke again. "Please to explain that, 631!"

I don't know whats worse. An angry Jumba...or an angry Jumba that has me by the leg!!

I folded my arms. Thats not enough proof to say that I cabletied his coats together...even though I did. "Dere not mine!"

Jumba frowned, and pulled another photo out of his pocket. It was me actually cabletying his coats together.

Where is he getting all this evidence!? I gulped. "Uhh...Dats not me." I grinned meekly.

Jumba glared at me angrily, before throwing me into the wall. I fell to the floor, and held my shoulder. I'm not gonna lie! That hurt!! I narrowed my eyes as Jumba walked towards me.

"Am sick and tired of stupid pranks!" he growled, towering over me.

I stood up slowly, moving my shoulder around and wincing. I've lost count of how many times he's said that this week.

Pffff. Like I care! I looked up at me creator. He had an angry scowl on his face. It looked so...weird. I couldn't held it. I burst out aughing.

Big mistake.

Jumba growled at me and kicked me across the room, and I ran head first into the opposite wall.

"Do you know how much Jumba is hating you!?"

I rolled onto my back, rubbing my nose. "Probably da same amount as I hate you, Tubby!"

"Don't be calling Jumba'Tubby'!"

"Why not?"

"Because you are having large belly as well as Jumba!"

I looked down at my stomach. So what if I couldn't really see my feet. Whats wrong with that? I like my belly the way it is. Anyway...he created me. "You made me like dis, so if ya don't like da way I look, its ya own fault!"

Jumba clenched his fists. He knew I was right. So much for his superior intelligence.

I slammed my eyes shut as he raised a large hand above me. Oh great. He's gonna pound me! I waited for him to punch me into the floorboards.

Waiting...Hello? Do I have to hold up a sigh saying 'Punch me! I wanna see if I squish!'

Nervously, I opened an eye to see Jumba walking away from me. His fists were still clanched, and he was muttering abgrily in his native tongue.

I sat up. "Uhhh...Can ya punch me now?" I called after him.

He stopped in the doorway and looked over his shoulder. "You are not being worth it. Besides, Little Girl won't be liking it."

I narrowed my eyes. "Who cares! Punch me, dammit! Right in the stomach!"

Jumba glared at me. "Fine!! If it will be making you shut up!" he stormed towards me, raising his huge fist. I closed my eyes, waiting for the blow.

A few seconds passed, and I felt his fist collide into my stomach. My eyes shot open as the wind was knocked out of me, and I slammed into the wall. Again.

"Happy now, 631?" Jumba asked.

Pain ran through my body, and I was struggling to breathe. "N-no..." I wheezed, curling up and clutching my middle. If I am indestructable, I cretainly don't feel like it. I feel like I've been hit by a damn truck!

I looked up at Jumba. He was standing over me with a strange expression on his face. "I..hate you!" I growled

He glared down at me. "Am hating you to!"

I know how Cosmo feels...

He brought it on himself...

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