Countercupid Stories

What does it take to be Cupid? No one really knows, and frankly, I don't care. I have a bigger dilemma. Something so great that I had to invent a word for it. What does it take to be the CounterCupid? After breaking that boy's stupid twig, I'm stuck with this set of chicken wings on my back and a weapon I can barely hold upright. But that doesn't even come close to the real problem: How do I stop messing up people's lives?