Sunday, February 14, 2016

Where in the World is Cupid


Concluding the story began on this post Lost-and-found-and-fortune-teller.

Madame Fortune Teller had decided to accompany Rag Tag man on his search for Cupid. The gods of the netherworld wanted Cupid back, especially for Valentine's Day, where he was needed most.

The two in search of Cupid morphed through the magical mirror to the underworld. Who else could be holding Cupid hostage? There were the usual suspects, Lucifer and his legion of demons, but what could they possibly want with a little nymph man armed only with love tinged arrows? 

Maybe Cupid decided to go on a bender. He had been at this love business since eternity began. Maybe Cupid was looking for Ms. Cupid? It is possible he accidentally fell onto one of his own love arrows. Did he take out a personal ad or post an online profile?

Cupid - avoids walks on the beach and direct sunlight, is constantly armed, prefers punctures over bites and is clothing optional.

Back to the business at hand, Madame and Rag Tag were now in the depths of the underworld. They were using invisibility cloaks to move past the nefarious sorts, the evil ones who continued their bad deeds in the afterlife.

They came upon a gatekeeper so they put their cloaks aside for a moment. Madame spoke first, "Gatekeeper, can you direct us to the Teller of All? We are in search of Cupid, we fear he has been abducted."

Gatekeeper pointed to a dark abyss and chorkled, "Take your chances there."

Madame and Rag Tag exchanged fear-tinged glances and proceeded toward the abyss. Madame whispered to Rag Tag, "When I say 'now' we will veer off to the left, down the corridor of hate and self loathing." Rag Tag didn't question, he merely followed in silence. 

They found themselves in a large circular room at the end of the corridor and there they burst into a song by Captain and Tenille, Love Will Keep Us Together.




In the midst of their song, they heard a sound, a voice joining them in the chorus ... the voice of a male other than Rag Tag man. Madame yelled out, "Cupid, is it you?"

Cupid cried from behind one of the doors, "It's me, it's me! Help. It is Valentine's Day and I need to work my magic."

Madame and Rag Tag hollered back, "We are here! Let's spring you out of this place!" So they busted down the door, grabbed Cupid and put on one of the invisibility cloaks. They made their way back through the underworld to the Earth's surface and the day was saved for lovers everywhere.


Wilton Valentine Cake

On to other news - I finished the Corn Crib quilt for my mom's birthday this month. I'm not sure if I was a success at free motion quilting (an example in this quilt), as I severely injured my left index finger in a sewing machine accident.

My online Computer Information Science class continues but there is nothing of note to post. It is a class that I can work ahead, which came in handy when I was laid up with the bum hand.

I am busy composing AtoZ Blogging Challenge posts, a mere month and half away beginning April 1. There is still time to sign up as a participant A-z-challenge-sign-up-list-2016. As of this post, there are over 700 bloggers in the mix. 
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