"That weird", thought Cupid. I've never hit the wrong person like that befor. Cupid knew that he would nver miss someone that bad until he grow old and died. Somthing was up with Cupids bow. When he got home at 124 Lovey-Dovy Dr. He looked at the bow. He took that bow apart and back together a million times. He could find any thing unitl he found what was wrong. His love aim was down really really down. So he fix it then headed back out. Then Cupid started to worry about the person he shoot. So Cupid went to go check on him. Luckly the person he shoot was in love with the peron in frot of them. So they got married and lived happly ever after.