Sorry I took so long, I had finals, I'll try to catch up my stories. Enjoy.


Stupid, I mean Cupid started her story.

"I was just a young legend, causally bringing love to the world." I gagged.

"At least I was, until, I noticed that a horrible wrongdoing had been brought upon me. Everyone thought…I WAS A BOY!" I snickered, while Jack said, "What's wrong with being a boy?"

"Not just any boy, a little baby boy; it's already an insult to be called the wrong gender, but the wrong life stage!" I started to laugh, while Jack said. "I see your point. I mean people call me old man winter all the time, it would be even more embarrassing to be a girl."

"You mean like this?" I asked. I then shapeshifted into a girl version of Jack, "Or this," I said shapeshifting into an elderly version of Jack, "Or this," I said shapeshifting into an old lady version of Jack.

"Yes, like that," said Jack, unamused. I changed back.

"Anyway, where was I," continued Cupid.

"Baby boy," I snickered.

"Right," Cupid glared at me. "It was a huge insult. Word got out about the culprit who defaced me, and I was all ears. It was none other than miss pants-on-fire herself."

"You defaced Cupid?" asked Jack.

"Yep," I said grinning.

"You're serious," said Jack, not seeing my tell.

"Uh huh," I said again, still grinning.

"Alright," exclaimed Cupid. "As you can see Jack, she's not lying about this."

"I thought I was a liar," I said matter-of –factly.

"That's just because you're proud of this!"

"Cupid," said Jack. "Can you continue with the story, please?"

"Right," Cupid said glaring at me again. "Anyway, I decided to go find Ema and talk to her about what she did. I did find her; she nearly clipped me in the process. Luckily she missed, she didn't even say sorry."

"Hey! I may be a liar, but I know that's not true. I wasn't aiming for you, I didn't even see you. Secondly, I did say sorry."

"I thought you wouldn't correct me."

"I know about lies. One, I'm an expert liar, so I know all about them. Two, Lies are illusions in their own way, so I know all about them. There are three types of lies; there are the lies that hide things, lies that make you look good, and lie to make someone else look bad. You made me look bad; of course I was going to correct you."

"Why do you lie all the time then?" asked Cupid.

"I don't lie all the time; I just lie most of the time. I'm telling the truth right now, in this house, if I could call it that."

"Why do you lie then," asked Jack. I went a little blue translucent.

"There are some things I'm ashamed of."

"Plus you find it fun," said Cupid.

"Yes, I find it fun," I said exasperated.

"Can we continue the story now," said Jack.

"Sure," said Cupid. "Where was I?"

"Ema nearly clipped you," said Jack.

"Oh right, she came and apologized, then she realized who I was. She started to turn pink, and I realized who she was, the person who defaced me. I demanded she change back everyone's view of me. She said it was permanent."

"I did not!" I exclaimed. "Don't you remember me literally starting to melt into a puddle when I told you I didn't know how to change it back?"

"Right, then I yelled at her saying if she didn't know how to turn it back she shouldn't of done it in the first place! She apologized again, and I told her 'sorry' wasn't going to fix my predicament. She told me to simmer down and try to accept it because there was nothing she could do. That's when I lost it and called her a bad archer."

"And then I said 'I'm getting better at it,' and then she said-"

"Excuse me, who's telling the story here?" I shrugged.

"In my opinion, it's boring; at least when I told it there was a spectacle."

"Well, I don't have your powers, and I tell the truth."

"Well, the truth is boring."

"Can I hear the rest of the story," said Jack.

"Okay, where was I interrupted?" said Cupid.

"I defended myself." I said, defeated.

"So, she defended herself, I laughed and said I would always be the better archer and she'll keep making mistakes. That's when she erupted in flames from her puddle and was a person again, and she was mad. She asked me if I was challenging her."

"I said, and I quote, 'Is that a challenge, Angel-wings?'"

"Yes, you said that, and I said, and I quote, 'Oh it's on!'

"The challenge was simple, most impressive trick shots and influence in the decade would be the winner. I started out great, but I started to lose because she kept firing flaming arrows at me."

"I did not shoot any arrows at you! I won against you fair and square!"

"Yes, she won, thanks for jumping ahead, Ema." She said sarcastically. "As I saw she was winning, I came up with a plan B. I stole her arrows midflight, and made it look like they broke so she would make more. I only needed three. So she won the decade, and I was humiliated. Everyone knew she was the better archer. So, I put her arrows to work. I used one to make myself invisible, another to make the tooth box invisible, and the third to make it look like it was never taken in the first place. I've been keeping it with me ever since, just in case I needed it."

"And why would you need it, Stupid!" I said.

"It's Cupid, and to answer your question, Ema, I would need it just in case you got a big head."

"Yeah right, you didn't care about me. If you did, you wouldn't have stolen my memories in the first place."

"Okay, I would have used your memories in case you challenged me again, or vice versa. I would offer your memories, so I could get my title back."

"Seeing as you never offered them, it seems you were just going to use them to blackmail me into losing."

"Wow, I didn't know you were that smart. Luckily, I never had to; turns out, Ema just had a lucky break that one time."

"I'm still good at it; I just time to challenge you with Pitch Black on my tail!"

"Pitch Black wants to destroy you? Why, you're not much of a threat?"

"Maybe it's because she's a future Guardian," suggested Jack.

"If that was the case, he'd come after all of us, because we're all going to be Guardians one day."

"She's the only one who can stop his plans this time." That made me feel good.

"I still don't see it. If anything, he would recruit you. You are the evil type."

"No, I'm not," I said quickly.

"Didn't you start World War 2?"

"No, That was all them. I would never give anyone the idea to take over the world."

"Still, people's imaginations can lead to pretty scary stuff, it would make sense."

"He didn't try to recruit me, and let's hope it stays that way because I do not want to join him." I flashed white there for a moment, but hopefully they thought that was fear.

"Cupid, do you like kids?" asked Jack.

"Yeah, of course I do, why would you ask that? Are you going to replace her with me?"

"No, but if you do care about the kids, you would do what's best for them and give Ema back her memories. It's the only way anyone is going to get anywhere."

Cupid paused, thinking about it.

"It has to be her?"

"Yes, the man in the moon said so."

"Fine, Ema you can have your memories back." She said half-heartedly.

"Thanks," I said the same way. Cupid then flew away to go get them.

"What was with you turning white when you said Pitch didn't try to recruit you?" I started to go pale.

"I was scared," I said turning white.

"You're afraid of Pitch recruiting you?"

"I'm afraid of Pitch," that was a half-truth.

Cupid then flew back in the room, empty handed.

"Why don't you have them?" I demanded.

"They're not here," said Stupid, I mean Cupid.


How was that? Where are her memories? Or is Cupid just lying? Stay tuned to find out, and tell me what you think in reviews!