The little shop, probably the smallest shop in all of Paris, was dressed to look like it was going to be Valentine's Day. Of course, in this shop, every day was Valentine's day. The outside was brick, much like the shops on either side, and the sign was a silver that had an edge that made it seem like an Angel's wing, and Golden writing. 'Golden Arrow Agency' was written in a fancy script, each word having an arrow of the name's description going through it.

Inside it was like a pasty shop. Completely cute and yet, there were no pastries, except the one the little cherub was munching on at the back of the store, where the counter was. The treat was much bigger than him, normal sized, but that was all right. The dirty blond didn't mind. He was chewing on one a tiny piece of a chocolate chip chunk when the bell rang, and so he went completely still.

From the back room came two boys that were obviously somehow related, and they were wrestling, each wanting to get to the cash register first. "You gits! Just get up here!" The cherub called, straightening up and glaring at them. Then he froze when he felt a shadow engulf him.

"Oh, why, hello there, little one~" The female voice said, and Arthur turned to look up at Seychelles, who cupped her hands and brought them down around England, lifting him up. "I'm assuming that you are one of the little cupids that do the dirty work for Papa?" Oh, how Arthur hated to admit it, the fact that he worked for France, as a cupid.

He folded his arms and then looked away, scowling, his little wings - decorated with blue decal lines - flittered gently. He wouldn't give an answer, and then he felt the space between his wings being pinched and he was lifted. Of course, he began to kick and fight against the grip, but, of course, he failed miserably. When Arthur turned his head, he noticed the sapphire blue eyes behind the glasses. "Alfred! Put me down!"

"Uh...Hi, Seychelles."Matt said, taking care of the business.

"Oh, hello, Mattie~ Um...I can tell you who I want to love me, oui?"

The boy nodded, and smiled. "Of course you can, Sey~~" He had a sing songy voice and then nodded once more, trying to coax it out of her.

"Um...if you could shoot..." Not wanting anyone to hear, she reached up and whispered it in Matt's ear. The country paled a bit, but then, seeing Sey's face, nodded happily.

That day they were also visited by Hungary, and Belarus. So, each one of the cupids had someone to go and shoot. That's what the Golden Arrow Agency did. They allowed people's deepest desires come out in others.

They had never made a mistake.
Until now.