Talk:Cupid/@comment-26115871-20150719051448/@comment-26376061-20150804220012

"Hey,Ms.Cupid,I've got a question about your skill: When you fire do you focus directly on the target? And when you fire do you use more power to compensate for a margin of error?" I ask,pulling the strange arrow out of the tree. "Yes...how did you...?" the annoyed Cupid replies,to which I pull out my bow,toss an apple about 20 yards away,and chop it in half with a well-placed shot. "I've been alive for a long time...I've learned a lot of things,like how to expertly fire a bow,cook over 2000 recipes,I once had to kill the target of my mercenary job with a toothpick. I've learned things,and let me teach you how to shoot properly." I say,handing her back her arrow.

I spend 2 hours training the Cupid,and I tell her to show what she's learned. "Okay...you're the TARGET." she says,and before I can react she shoots me with a pink arrow. I feel a rush of emotions radiating from where the arrow found its mark,and I pull out the now golden arrow. "What was that,and why did you shoot me?" I calmly ask,realizing that I never noticed the beauty of my new student,her short pink hair,her figure,her voice...beautiful. "That arrow was...charged,so to speak,with my feelings...of love..." the Cupid quietly said,blushing deeply,and starts sharpening an arrowhead. I hug the Cupid,and,after 3 weeks of dating,we get married...and I end up becoming the target of most of her arrows.