Cupid was watching his latest targets with great anticipation. Being the Roman God of love, he didn’t need a computer. He instinctively knew Matt and Sophie were perfectly suited.
However, despite his match-making prowess, the humans kept shooting themselves in both feet, screwing up their chances of love. Indeed, Matt who was the personification of Superman without a hint of Clark Kent, reeked of garlic breath. Too paranoid to wear her glasses, Sophie had almost walked past him blind as a bat.
“That’s it!” Cupid fumed throwing down his bow and arrow. “I quit! You humans are on your own.”
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This has been another contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wishoff Fields. PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
It’s been years since I’ve been on the dating scene. However, I’ve been watching The Batchelor tonight where I suspect Cupid’s been in overdrive. Bows and arrows shooting all over the place. At least, the was it seems.
Best wishes,
Rowena
I’d be amazed if he hadn’t quit by now. Thankful that I’m well out of that dating game!
I suspect many of the gods have reached the same decision
😄 couldn’t help but chuckle with this one.
I feel for Cupid. Bringing these two together would be like herding cats. Very imaginative take on the prompt, Rowena, and well constructed story.
Ha… I think if they ever meet it will be purely by accident… (which is what happens for most people anyway)
Dear Rowena,
This made me laugh. I can imagine how trying humans would be to Cupid. Cute and enjoyable read.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Good fun!
Its fun to think how the gods traditional roles might be changed had they chosen to adopt technology. Cupid as the mastermind behind a dating app is a pretty funny concept. But great ending–understandable, why cupid would go on strike indefinitely, and boy does that help explain why things often dont work out. ❤️
Poor Cupid, suffering so.
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Ha ha! Yo, Cupid! I’m over here!
Human lives are more complicated. No one knows what works.
First thought was it’s a typical romance, but I enjoyed the comedic element, nice job.
I wish cupid a happy retirement.
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Thankfully, he did it!
I think it might be a strange world if Cupid retires. Certainly the religious and legal professions will loose a lot of their trade.
I can understand Cupid’s frustration but I like to think he’ll be back to fire his arrows another day.
Great laughter rocks. Look what happened when the Gods deserted us didn’t Cupid realise that one of them was a Vampire.
Too funny, James!
I enjoyed the Cupid game most of the time when I was in it, but I have to say it’s lovely to NOT be in it for almost 50 years 🙂 Cupid made good hits with both me and my husband.
Never thought of the massive number of problems Cupid mustvencounter on a daily basis, some people need more than an arrow up the backside!
Cupid wouldn’t have put up with Garlic breath in Rome before? Shoot that poisoned arrow through the heart and move on, Cupid.
You made me chuckle with this one. Poor Cupid–I would say that couple is made for each other though.
Poor Cupid. His is a thankless job. Damn humans. 😆
That’s what my dog keeps saying too, Jo. We can be very difficult to round up.
Best wishes,
Rowena
Yes, Russell. I tend to agree. Hope you have a great week.
Best wishes,
Rowena
Cupid was used to the garlic breath but not so much his date. Perhaps, she had a stronger sense of smell to compensate for her poor vision.
Best wishes,
Rowena
I love the thought of an arrow up the backside. Before I got married, I had something of an “entourage” of male friends and I took a number of them clothes shopping because they had no idea. I wouldn’t say I was all that cluey on the dating front myself as I had very low self-esteem but we were all on this sinking ship together and so I guess it was all relative. I have been very relieved to be out of the dating scene and married for 17 years but now my kids are starting to get to that age. Frightening stuff. I don’t know which is worse dating or learning to drive…yikes!
Best wishes,
Rowena
Thanks very much. Perhaps, this is the typical romance. We’ve just had the finale of the Batchelor Australia. I get hooked on the people watching aspect of the show and watching all those people coming together under one roof and try to guess whose going to be the one. However, at this finale, the Batchelor chose neither girl and I feel could well have shot himself in the foot: https://beyondtheflow.wordpress.com/2018/10/06/whats-become-of-the-honey-badger/
Bets wishes,
Rowena