Cupid looked down from the skies. The red haze that clouded his eyes let up a miniscule amount, letting him see what was happening. All was fair in love and war. And if he didn't manage to boost the love already there, there would definitely be a war. Not that he was complaining about a war. Maybe he'd finally get the damn arrow back then. Cupid looked at Perseus Jackson, and smirked. Di Angelo was fun to torment. But after his mother had given him earful, he was going to have to figure something out. Ah well, that Will kid seemed like a good subject for torture love. And the relationship was already there… sort of. Di Angelo was being stubborn again. He looked closer…. Why was Minos interfering? UGH. He had to do everything on his own, didn't he?