Well, my computers hate me. I go on my e-mail, says I have four new ones. I smile and am all like, "Oh, okay". Open up the list of e-mails. There's twenty two new fucking messages listed.

I'm sitting there bashing the keyboard. "Fucking computer"…

So, as you can guess, I was an unhappy little bugger earlier…

Love the reviews for this one so far. LOL. You guys seem to like my Cupid and my weird idea. That's good- but I'm secretly terrified of him. *Cupid peeks around corner* NO! *throws a shoe in his direction*

Make him go away…!

Cupid Shuffle

Chapter Two

Jack Frost was sitting in North's workshop, smiling happily to himself as he messed around with a toy. He said he was playing with it, but all he was focused on was finding every way possible to break it. The toy was fantastic on its own, but he had an insatiable need to make it his. And that required freezing it and snapping it into a horse robot monster. It was beautiful.

Shouting at a yeti, North was far too busy to notice Jack mutilating his newest remote controlled robot. Phil was trying to explain why North was angry to the yeti he was currently bellowing at. Jack was all but forgotten in his mind right now. (Ignored, yes, blocked out, sure, but North remembered he was still there.)

Once a final moment of peace began to settle over, North stomped over to his elves and took a cookie from a plate. He munched blissfully until a bright, happy voice echoed through the room.

"Yoo-hoooooooo~! North!" North grinned widely- he knew that bell tone anywhere.

Turning around and opening his arms wide, North cheered loudly, "Cupid!" The pink man flew down and was immediately taken in by North's monstrous bear hug. Cupid giggled with glee and hugged right back, his wings fluttering with joy. A pair of curious blue eyes went unseen as North squeezed the life out of the skinny man.

Once he was released, Cupid quickly spoke. "So, where is he?" he was flitting about, looking from corner to corner of the room with wide, excited eyes.

Chuckling deeply, North asked, "Where is who, Cupid?"

"Jack Frost, of course!" Cupid replied, bouncing down onto one foot and holding his arms out wide. He then grinned and folded an arm behind his back and pointed one finger on the opposite hand into the air, saying eagerly, "You know, I heard from a very reliable source that there was a new Guardian!" Jumping up again, Cupid pulled his arms in close to his thin frame and asked in a squeak, "So where is he? I wanna see him!"

Laughing lightly, North motioned over to Jack, who waved shyly at the pink man. Cupid's bright green eyes lit up immediately, but they dulled as he looked him over. Smirking, he muttered to North, "My, he's so scrawny!"

Jack heard and pouted indignantly, but North's rumbling laughter was overpowering his voice. "Yes, Jack is very skinny boy! Has not had enough cookies yet!" North agreed, patting his belly happily.

Suddenly Cupid was before Jack's face- how those little fluffy wings managed to move him so fast, Jack didn't know, but he sure as hell was surprised. Flinching slightly, Jack's eyes went wide when Cupid grabbed hold of his head, cupping his chin in both hands, and began turning it every which way as he spoke.

Pushing his head up, Cupid said, "Nice, firm, square chin- very masculine. Very nice…" he pulled Jack's head down and he continued, "Strong, dark eyebrows. Gorgeous snow white hair," he tugged on Jack's locks, "Deathly pale complexion. A few freckles under the eyes… Oh, and what eyes you have!" Cupid was staring steadfastly into the big blue orbs, making Jack blush slightly out of embarrassment. Letting go of his chin, Cupid floated there, continuing to stare, muttering, "Deep, pools of water…! Ah!" he gasped dramatically, "I'm so jealous! I've always wanted blue eyes!"

Jack smiled meekly and stepped back uncomfortably, but Cupid pulled him right back, tugging at his hoodie and commenting, "What on earth are…? Oh, my, the blue looks fabulous on you! Ah, accents your eyes! Oh, and look at those legs!" Cupid had jumped down to grip at Jack's calves, making him jump. "Look at the muscle! Goodness!"

The pink man floated back up and giggled. "Oh my, here I've been gacking for ages- come on, boy, speak, I want to hear your voice. Say something!" Cupid demanded, nudging Jack's chest lightly, looking so happy it scared Jack.

Swallowing uncertainly, Jack muttered, "Like what…?"

"AAaahh!" Cupid suddenly wailed and shivered visibly, "Now if that isn't the most sultry sound I ever did hear- North listen to him, go on, say something else!"

The tiny blue eyed boy looked to the bigger spirit for help. "North…" he pleaded.

"Oh, and listen to that!" Cupid suddenly shouted, "The way he says your name- oh! Goodness, I'm melting, boy!" The pink haired man smiled and tugged the laces on Jack's hoodie, demanding rather sexually, "Say something else…!"

North interceded at this point, pulling Cupid away from Jack, saying calmly, "Cupid, Jack is not used to so much attention. You must give him some time to think…"

Cupid's eyes lit up once again. "Ah, yes, time!" Jumping back to Jack, Cupid asked, setting his feet to the ground and grinning down at him, "How long have you been with us now Jack? How many years have you been Jack Frost?"

Looking at North once quickly, Jack replied with a small stutter, "T-three hundred years…"

"Three hundred!" Cupid repeated, smiling in an imp-like way, "Why, North, he's just a baby! Are you really expecting me to believe Manny chose him?!"

Frowning with dark cheeks, Jack scowled at the pink spirit. He didn't like him. He had decided that by now- if all he was going to do was judge and insult him, then Jack wanted him out. Stepping forward harshly, he seemed to have re-attracted the green eyes to him.

Cupid looked him over, a sudden hunger overtaking his appearance, and he leaned in towards Jack. Faces now inches apart, Jack's angry frown stayed strong, no matter how much he wanted to squirm away. Cupid licked his lips and glanced down at Jack's thin pair.

"Have you ever been kissed, boy?" he asked, looking far too excited for Jack's liking. He quickly jumped backwards several dozen feet with a gust of wind. Cupid was startled, to say the least. He flinched with surprise and looked behind him quickly before returning his gaze to the winter sprite.

"My, MY!" Cupid suddenly said, "It seems you do have a lot more in you than I first thought! For a young spirit, I must say, I'm impressed!" Jack didn't respond to his compliment. The pink man sighed exasperatedly and turned to North, whining, "Oh, North, he hates me!"

North tried quickly to assure him that Jack was just nervous, but Cupid talked over him, "He hates me, he hates me, he hates me!" He was waving his arms like a madman, pacing in a circle. Jack was worried now- was this spirit mentally stable? He sure hoped so…

Cupid suddenly dropped to his knees, shaking with silent sobs. Or maybe laughter. From how far away he was, Jack couldn't really tell. He was continuing to mumble about how Jack hated him. North knelt down and rubbed his pink-clad back, reassuring that, no, Jack didn't hate him.

"You just frightened him, is all," he hushed, "He does not hate you…" The big man motioned for Jack to come back down; he assumed it was to apologize.

Gently landing on the ground with a soft breeze from the ever loyal wind, Jack tried to remain as quiet as possible so that Cupid would forget he was there. The bubblegum head lifted up, however, and turned to look at him. Swallowing nervously, Jack offered a meager smile as his only form of comfort.

Getting to his feet, Cupid sighed audibly. "All right, all right, I'll stop bothering you," he said, sounding defeated, "I'll just be on my way. Got a very important person to go visit…!" He then hopped up with a wide smile and flew right back through the skylight.

Watching after him, Jack's eyes snapped to North and he asked, utterly bewildered and terrified, "What the hell just happened?!"

And THAT, was Cupid.

He's one interesting character, in my opinion. Scary, albeit, but interesting nonetheless.

People want a threesome with Cupid? What are you, CRAZY? He'd totally go for that! DON'T GIVE HIM A REASON TO!

Cupid: Too late.

DAMNIT! What did I say?!


Haha, I actually have this whole little thing finished! Five chapters!

Should I stop torturing and post it?