Talk:Cupid/@comment-26115871-20150719051448/@comment-26295607-20150727060345

Look over my shoulder to see who my would be attacker is, seeing it’s a cupid and realizing the implications of what almost happened I say the first thing that comes to mind, "Would it help if I ran into the Arrows?"

Angered at my snide remark the Cupid draws another arrow from her quiver and lets it fly missing wide. Now she's even angrier and pulls out another arrow but this time she does not put it on her bow, instead she lunges at me clearly intent on just plain old stabbing me with it.