Comet holstered her iPhone and waved Cupid over to the trough. “It’s done. He arrives Christmas Eve.” She popped an antihistamine. “Now. What do we do about you?”
Cupid tugged his tail…and tried to look innocent. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’d rather talk about how you know Jack Frost.”
“Jack’s an old flame of Mrs. Claus. Things were going good until he got a movie deal…now he’s into yoga and vegan. Mrs. C has a thing for meat eaters. But never mind that…when are you gonna pop the question?”
Cupid realized he had to come clean. “Christmas Eve. But now with all this elf shit…maybe the timing’s not right. Romance and C-4 just don’t mix.”
“Forget the elves. The fix is in and they’re no longer a factor. We say go for it. What’s the worst that could happen?” Comet reached down and opened her saddlebag. “Take a look.”
It was a magazine article on celebrity same-sex marriages. Ellen D. was Cupid’s idol and he’d cried when those zealots at OneMillionMoms.com boycotted Target. Those commercials were the bomb. “What good is this?”
“Nobody said only humans get the right to marry. Although the Republicans are trying their damnedest to fuck that up. Time to be a bull and do the right thing. You know he’s waiting.”
“What?” Cupid stuttered. “Now?”
“Go make Prancer’s Christmas merry. And that deal with Jack? He’s the best man.”
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Action, adventure and romance. This has it all. I think Cupid and Prancer will make a lovely couple.
Action, adventure and romance. Yes…very B-movie material.
Keep us posted on things. I need to know where they register for gifts. I’m sure it won’t be Target. I’m thinking Petsmart – they’ve got a special this week on Reindeer Chow and the latest styles for antler decorating.
*snort* Target. Good one. No flies on you…unlike the reindeer.
Blitzen will be here soon and once he’s here, nothing will be the same
Something tells my your Blitzen gonna whip our Blitzens. Close ranks and take cover!
Very creative!
I’m trying. I admit it’s kicking my butt every so slightly.
You go Cupid. Take him to the side and you tell him!
Drat those Republicants!
Last I saw Prancer he was eye-ing some young buck over at “Antler Antics”. Are you sure he’s ready to settle down?
“Romance and C-4 just don’t mix.”
That rates amongst the best lines of the world of fine literature. Brilliant, really.
Never bring exes to a wedding. Something I learned, I think, from Ted Mosby.
*snort* You always show up to the party with the best lines.
Gay Reindeer Wedding. We have come so far!
Humans have yet to catch up.
I’m getting sort of teary-eyed. Though we’re pretty used to it — all of Penny’s besties are girls.
*sniffle*