I wanted to veer off from the obvious "you died and went to heaven" theme, so I wrote this. Later on, I was watching Charmed on Netflix and they actually had an episode with Cupid, like how I wrote in this story. Funny, right? By the way, another AU with human names? And Mexico? Siiiiiigh!
Enjoy anyways!
"Pardon?" The blonde asked, raising one thick eyebrow.
"You came from Heaven," The older man repeated.
"I'm sorry, excuse me?" He asked again.
"I'm not speaking Latin here, okay? You, Arthur Kirkland, came from Heaven," The man sighed.
Arthur scrunched up his nose. "Is that some distasteful pick-up line or something? Who are you? How do you know my name?" He demanded. The man attempted to wipe his face off, obviously frustrated.
"My name is Alexander Vargas. I died awhile ago, when you were a baby. Apparently, you were actually something called a 'Cupid.' Except, they lost you," Alexander scratched sheepishly at the stubble on his chin.
"Who lost me?" Arthur asked, annoyed. Honestly, he knew he was a pretty attractive guy, so men were always trying to bang him, but never had anyone made up a story absurd like this man. Besides, the guy was old enough to be the father he had never known.
"The angels in charge of teaching you. One was a retiring Cupid and the other was her friend. Britannia, the Cupid, trained you. But one day, while she went off to fix a relationship...well, technically, to ruin it, but that's because they were straying from the path they were supposed to go down, so she had to help them get back on track-ANYWAYS! Her friend was supposed to be watching you, but when he woke up, you were gone," Alexander rambled.
"Uh-huh...where'd I go?" Arthur prompted, straightening out his clothes. Now he was just humoring the guy.
"Apparently, you fell into the human world and was taken in by an orphanage. They cared for you and the love they gave you made you age like a normal human. Except you aren't. You were a born Cupid. And now, you have to start ten successful relationships before you are allowed to return to your normal life," Alexander explained.
Arthur stared at him. "You...are completely mad..." he finally stated. Alexander sighed.
"See, I knew he wouldn't believe me..."
"Oh, move over!" Suddenly, a little girl appeared. "Never send a ghost to do a Cupid's job," She huffed. "I am Britannia, the Cupid who was supposed to take care of you. I don't know how you did it, Kid, but I'm pretty pissed off at you. What this idiot ghost told you is true, okay? And if you don't fill your quota by the end of this year, the boss is gonna stick a heart-shaped arrow in MY ass!" she shouted at Arthur.
Now Arthur was scared. "Oh my lord, you're serious," he whispered. Britannia groaned.
"Don't make me throttle you, Child!"
Arthur smirked as he noticed the man and woman conversing. They had things in common, but the love wasn't flowing...yet. He got up, pulled two arrows out (don't worry, no one could see them), fit them into his bow, and let them loose right into their asses. This was his last couple...
"You know, you are awfully beautiful..." the man admitted. Arthur smirked wider. He had been having trouble with his last couple for awhile now. Hopefully, these two were the key.
"Hey there." Arthur turned to see a man with a confident smile. His heart skipped a beat.
"Hello," he blushed. The man held out his hand.
"I'm Alfred F. Jones," he introduced.
"I'm Arthur Kirkland...what does the F stand for?" Arthur asked, glancing over at his potential couple.
"Depends. It could be freedom, it could be french fries, it is quite possibly fabulous, sometimes its fucker...once and awhile its fuzzykinz...yeah, I'm not too sure," Alfred laughed. Arthur laughed too. "So, you wanna dance?" Alfred asked.
"I suppose...only if we stay close to this table," Arthur replied, not wanting to lose sight of his potential couple. Alfred dragged Arthur onto the dance floor and the two started to dance. Arthur noticed the woman was getting very angry. He bit his lip.
"You seem distracted," Alfred commented.
"I'm waiting for something..." Arthur mumbled. Alfred looked over his shoulder as the woman dumped her drink on the man's shirt and stormed off. "Damn it," he growled.
"I have to go soon," Alfred suddenly stated. "My brothers, Matthew and Jose, are home alone. If my mom gets home and sees them alone, she'll piss herself. That's what I get for not moving out, though I could if she'd let me," Alfred explained. "She says the only way she'd let me go is if I started seeing someone."
"That's odd...anyone you have your eyes on?" Arthur asked, upset that his coupling didn't work out. Maybe he could help this man, Alfred, in his relationship? Arthur felt a pang in his heart, and he wondered what it was.
Alfred's sea-blue eyes made contact with Arthur's forest-green ones. "Yeah, I've got my eyes on someone. I'm not too sure if he's interested though," Alfred hinted. Arthur silently felt happy inside that Alfred would want to date him. He pulled out two arrows and stuck one into his own ass, taking the other and wrapping his arms around the taller blonde, jabbing it into him. "My ass hurts...by the way, can I see you again for another date?" Alfred wondered.
"Yes, of course," Arthur's face went red.
"Just so you know...I kind of don't want you to date other people..." Alfred chuckled nervously. "Can we just say your my boyfriend and leave it at that?"
"Yes, that's sounds nice," Arthur smiled. His arrows disappeared.
"Haha, nice one, Kid! Have fun with your boring human life~!" he heard inside his head. Alfred smiled brightly.
"Awesome! You should come home with me so you can meet my family!" Alfred grinned. "Oh wait, are we moving too fast? I'm sorry," Alfred deflated.
"I don't mind," Arthur shrugged. Alfred was ecstatic.
"That's great!"
USUK~ yaaaay!
