DGG: A short chapter this time around. I was going to combine this and the next one; however, I opened the next chapter and it's like a billion pages long...only not, but still. Compared to this chapter it certainly seemed like it.

BUT OH MY GOSH! I was completely star struck the other night! Butch Hartman mentioned that he used to love going to the local amusement park over here when he was growing up, and mentioned the Danny Phantom ride that was there a few years ago! So I went through my photo album and tagged him in the pictures of the Danny Phantom ride and the two Fairly Odd Parents rides that used to be there, and he commented on my photos! I was beyond excited! I still am! If I get this excited about stuff online, imagine the loser I would be if I actually met him in person...Haha. It makes me life. I am such a dweeb! And I'm just fine with that!

Anyway...I'll let you get on with the chapter now. Enough of my excited spazzing.

There was a persistent knocking coming from the foyer, and the tiny cherub in charge of answering the door was getting a little tired of telling everyone that showed up the same thing over and over again. With an annoyed huff, he opened it and automatically stated:

"Cupid isn't seeing anyone today. You'll have to come back when he is able to help."

The cherub readied himself for the onslaught of questions that usually followed after his two sentences; however, rather than a barrage of questions, the door was shoved open forcefully, flinging the cherub backward against the wall.

"Where is he?" demanded the visitor.

Upon regaining his composure, the cherub gasped at the man in front of him before placing a scowl on his face.

"I told you my boss isn't seeing anyone today. And I think you should know that it's your doing. Now you need to leave."

"I am not leaving without seeing Cupid," he persisted.

"He doesn't want to see anyone today, especially you, Juandissimo!" the cherub placed his hands on his hips. "He needs his rest."

"But this is important!"

"You stole from Cupid, and then you injured him," the pink-haired cherub seethed. "You're lucky he hasn't turned you into the police!"

"Fine. If you will not cooperate, then I will find him myself."

The cherub argued as he chased after Juandissimo who had immediately flown up the stairs of the house. The diapered dynamo of desire had once again laid back down. He was just about to drift off to sleep when he heard the shouting of one of his cherubs coming down the hall. Cupid smirked to himself in the semi-darkness of the room. He had a feeling that Juandissimo would probably show up here soon.

Sure enough, Cupid's bedroom door burst open, and Juandissimo huffed as he entered, followed by the flustered cherub.

"Cupid, sir, I'm sorry! He wouldn't listen! I told him!" the angel apologized.

"It's fine," Cupid spoke calmly as he held up his right hand to silence his helper. "I'm quite aware by now that Juandissimo doesn't listen. Leave us, please."

The cherub frowned, blinking in concern as he turned and left the room.

"So, Juandissimo, what brings you here?" Cupid asked smugly as he gingerly sat up.

"I think the magic of your Arrows is faulty," the fairy informed him haughtily.

"There's nothing wrong with those Arrows, Juandissimo, trust me," chuckled the god.

"But Wanda…"

"Proclaimed her love for Cosmo? Yes, I know. I felt it," Cupid smiled.

"Then what is going on?" Juandissimo demanded. "I thought she was supposed to forget he even existed! Yet she still has cares and concerns for him!"

"I've noticed that."

"But why?" the fairy's eyebrows knitted. "She has been doing it since day one! She didn't want to kiss me because she was still married! She didn't want to make love to me because she was still married! And she keeps telling me that she feels bad for upsetting him so much! I thought she wasn't supposed to care about his feelings any longer!"

"She shouldn't," Cupid shrugged calmly. "She shouldn't be feeling remorse or guilt."

"Then why is she? Why am I losing her to him all over again? I thought you could not do anything to 'fix' this situation," the buff male folded his arms across his chest.

"I can't. I haven't done anything. After you left last night I spoke with Cosmo, took us both to the hospital, then I came home, and I've been in bed ever since."

"Then why is she acting like this? If your Forbidden Love Arrows are truly as powerful as the legends state, then she should only be thinking about me!"

"And she does think about you," admitted the god, "most of the time."

"Yes, but whenever we bring Cosmo into the situation she seems to start regretting her decision to be with me!"

"Ah, but it wasn't truly her decision, was it?" Cupid held up his index finger. "If she truly would have had a choice in the matter she would have stayed with her husband. If it weren't for you shooting her with that Arrow, she never would have left him in the first place."

"But it just makes so much more sense for her to be with me!" Juandissimo threw his arms down while staring upward.

"No, it doesn't!" Cupid's tone suddenly turned deathly serious. "If you truly loved her, you would want what's best for her!"

"But I am the best for her!"

"Hardly!" Cupid winced as his yelling caused his ribs to ache. "Juandissimo, I've seen those Arrows tear apart perfectly happy relationships – like it has done this time. I've seen the charmed individuals' original lovers commit suicide because they were so unhappy, and trust me when I say that I think Cosmo is practically on the verge of it."

"Well, if he's out of the picture…" Juandissimo shrugged nonchalantly.

"Juandissimo, stop! This isn't like you! You're turning into a monster! I know love can make people do crazy things, but so can lust, Juandissimo, and so can revenge. You know you're only doing this so you can see Cosmo squirm. You want him to feel the way you did when Wanda broke up with you in order to be with him. And I understand that tore you apart, and I understand that it humiliated you because it happened in front of all your classmates, but even you have to realize that what you're doing is wrong! You can't force someone into loving you and then expect it to end well. And you can't possibly believe that what you're doing is right!"

"That is not true! I am in love with Wanda, and I am finally happy!" the Latino snarled.

"If you're truly happy, then why are you here?" the pink-haired male arched his eyebrows.

"I am here because I do not want the spell to wear off!"

"Exactly!" the god exclaimed sharply, causing the other male the jump. "Juandissimo, you have to realize that you wouldn't have Wanda's heart if it weren't for that spell! You're completely relying on my Forbidden Love Arrow to keep Wanda around! If there's no spell, then there's no Wanda. I'd say that you're frightened your plan will fail."

"It will not fail! She will be with me forever!"

"Juandissimo, she isn't meant to be with you forever!" Cupid groaned. "The only reason you want Wanda is to take revenge on Cosmo for hurting you. Revenge, Juandissimo. You don't truly love her, as I keep telling you."

"Then who do I love, Cupid, since you would know?" Juandissimo raised an eyebrow.

"You love yourself," the injured male stated. "Anything and everything that has to do with you – you're narcissistic. All you need is a mirror."

"So I am supposed to just remain alone for the rest of existence? I have no soul mate?"

"I never said that. It's just that if you are willing to give a female as much attention as you do to your reflection…"

"I do give them attention!" the raven-haired fairy objected. "I've cherished all the beautiful girls that I have dated. I've treated them all like queens."

"Indeed you have. You can be quite the gentleman. But ultimately you would rather look at yourself than at them."

"Then if that is how all my relationships end up, then how could there even be anyone out there for me?"

Cupid smiled.

"I know of at least one fairy you would want to look at, even more so than yourself."

"And her name is Wanda!"

"Close," Cupid held up his hand, his index finger and thumb only about a centimeter apart.

Juandissimo blinked as he thought about the man's words.

"Are you suggesting that…Blonda?"

Cupid arched his eyebrows.

"But…Blonda does not feel anything for me! She…she…"

"Helped you steal my arrows? Yes, I know," Cupid frowned. "But she's had feelings for you since the first time she laid eyes on you."

"Imposible!" the buff fairy bellowed. "Blonda does not feel anything for me! I have visited her multiple times over the centuries. I believe I would have noticed…"

"Maybe you haven't noticed how she feels because all you do is obsess about her older sister," the god interrupted sternly.

"No. You are wrong," Juandissimo shook his head numbly.

"I'm not wrong, Juandissimo. In fact, she came back the night she seduced me in tears. She spoke of nothing but you, and how much it hurt her every time you spoke so adoringly of her sister."

Juandissimo furrowed his eyebrows in thought.

"But…but she…"

"Feels like you," the god finished. "The person she wants is within her grasp yet she can never have you."

Juandissimo shook his head while regaining his composure.

"This is ridiculous," he frowned. "You're only saying these things to make me reconsider my relationship with Wanda. Well, I can tell you that it is not going to work. And I will make sure that Wanda will never fall out of love with me."

"I'm not concerned with her falling out of love with you. No, I'm more concerned about what will happen if she finds out that you don't truly love her."

"But I do love her!"

"Maybe in a friend sense. And you do care about her, but you're just not in love with her. Don't confuse lust for love, Juandissimo," Cupid shook his head.

"No," the fairy persisted, "I love her, and thanks to the Forbidden Love Arrow, she will continue to love me forever."

"We'll see," the god carefully laid back down. "If she keeps breaking through the Arrow's magic then perhaps she won't love you forever."

"I will make sure that she does."

"We'll see, Juandissimo. We'll see."