When Cupid Falls In Love

Chapter 20: Cupid

Today at seven in the evening, I finally realized I'm a complete idiot. A complete idiot who was was going to get his butt kicked by the girl I liked and her dance crew in front of a club full of people, who could also out dance me. After volunteering us to dance against the Soldier Gals, they dragged me in the bathroom to give me an earful.

Shoving me inside, Spencer closed the door behind us before going ballistic. "Are you crazy?! We're not a dance crew! Joey's the only one here who can dance! And what kind of name is Men in Love? Are you trying to make us die alone! I thought you were the God of love, not the God of stupidity you as-"

Joey then smacked his chest. "Breathe Spencer! Breathe!"

Hermes gripped his shoulder. "She's right, calm down."

Leaning against the counter, Spencer wrapped his arms around himself as he breathed sharply. He was right. I was stupid, and if I just controlled my impulsive nature for once in my life, all would be fine. Instead, I acted without thinking and now we were on the road of embarrassment again. Penny would definitely hate me after this.

I leaned against the counter. "He has every right to freak out."

The restroom then became quiet except for the sound of Spencer's breathing. It wouldn't hurt for someone to comfort me, but I guess I wasn't getting that kind of leeway right now. This was just another thing I'd have to make right.

Finally, Joey spoke up. "I don't think Cupid screwed us over, I think he did us a favor,"

Expectedly, we looked at her in surprise.

"Joey, I'm not sure you were listening, but the fairy just told hundreds of strangers we're a dance crew. Now we're going up against a real one in a dance battle we can't win, because we don't know how to dance!" The volume of his voice echoed around the bathroom.

She rolled her eyes. "Stop being dramatic, this might be your only chance to redeem yourselves." She narrowed her eyes at her brother. "Anyways, you forgot about the fourth member of "men in love", and we can use her to our advantage."

"How so?" I perked up slightly. Maybe she'd prove useful after all.

She pinched my cheek. "You idiots may not know how to freestyle, but you can copy, especially Cupid. When we were having our dance battle, he copied my moves and they looked decent. It wasn't until he tried his own stuff that he lost." She reminded.

At the memory of their laughter, I pressed my lips into a hard smile. "Remind me why we couldn't leave you in daycare?"

"Hey! I'm a thriving adult unlike the three of you," she scolded as she grabbed the collar of my shirt. "Now, are you done playing games, or should I let myself out?" She asked, coming off surprisingly intimidating.

"It depends on what you're getting at," I yelped as I tried to pull back. She was strong.

Stepping back, she walked between us like a drill sergeant, before stopping in front of me again. "My point is, I'll dance where you three baboons can see me, and you can copy me! Do you understand?" She barked. "Or, are you going to mess this up again?"

Nodding fast, I saluted her. "No sir! I understand sir!" I shouted back with a grimace at the looks the other guys in the bathroom gave us. This mortal girl was good at embarrassing me. I wanted to fight back, but each time she spoke I got so flustered I couldn't come up with a good response.

Joey then stopped facing me and turned to face all of us. "You guys are in love with these girls. This might be your last chance to impress them," She said, once again calm as she folded her arms.