Mad Awesum Story 2
Prompt: Cupid missed his arrow and hit a kid by accident. He leaves his quiver on a roof and it gets stolen. Cupid tries to find out who stole the arrows. Cupid has a quota on how many people he must shoot with his love arrows: 100 people a day, 20 of which must be French (he made a deal with Napoleon Bonaparte many years ago).
Requested By: Leanne Navarro
Writer: Summer Abusharkh
The ONE day I decide to skip over France I get deadlocked! How am I supposed to fill my quota if someone stole all my arrows? Man, I have no idea what to do without them! If only I didn’t skip archery last week, I would’ve shot straight.
So I was aiming at some girl getting googly eyes from this loser across the local park. I take aim and FIRE! I hit this poor kid running to catch a frisbee. Next thing I know he’s asking out the lady. I rush to de-infatuate him before he can embarrass himself too much. Now that that stinky business was over I flew back to the rooftop to get my quiver. The only thing is, it’s gone! Now here I am, 43 people off schedule, arrows nowhere to be found.
What else can I do? I go to the Council of Holiday Cheer and ask for a new quiver. I know they’re not going to like it, but what other choice do I have?
“What do you mean ‘someone stole them’? How could anyone steal those arrows?”
“I kinda, um, left them on a rooftop…”
“Why on Earth would you do that? How could you let them out of your sight for even a second? Do you know how dangerous it would be if someone had control of them? You’re a disgrace to holiday-figurehead kind!”
“I’m sorry. But I really need some new arrows to fill my quota.”
“No! The Council will not grant you any new arrows until the original ones AND the quiver are in our care. Go now! Find them! Don’t come back until you have every last one of them!”
“Yessir…”
I can’t believe they shut me out like that! I am not a disgrace! How was I supposed to know my arrows wouldn’t be safe ON A ROOFTOP?!? Actually, that is a good point. How did they sneak up on top of someone’s roof without wings, or a helicopter at least! Well that narrows down the suspects a WHOLE lot! I’ll go back to The Land of Holiday Cheer and check the lost and found. Maybe someone flying by didn’t see me at the park and returned them.
Nope! Not there. So it has to be a human. Oh yeah! I forgot they installed a tracker in my quiver with the ILoveYouOS 10 update! So, what’s the address of this perpetrator…. one sec… got it! It’s apparently in some remote building out in Montana. Ha ha! I’ve got them now!
So I fly over there, hoping all the arrows are still there and not too much damage has been done. I bust down the door and find him frozen, staring at me with his back turned, cradling the full quiver like a baby. The perpetrator is…
The President?!?
To be Continued… (not really though)