As Chris woke up on this Febuary 14, he noticed something freaky, a baby flying above his head. He yelped as he fell off his bed.
"What in the--?" he began, but didn't know what to say.
"Listen, I'm cupid, and I've been watching you and how much trouble you have with girls. So, I'm going to let you have my bow and arrows for this Valentine's Day," the baby said.
Chris thought it was a joke and started looking for strings or camera or any sign of a prank.
"Okay, no camera in sight, and I don't see any strings or a microphone, so I don't know if this is another one of Cathy's pranks, but I can't be sure."
"I'm not gonna blame you for thinking that, but here."
Suddenly, a bow and an empty backpack appeared in Chris's hands.
"Okay, where are the arrows?"
"It'll instantly refill when a female you find attractive appears. Also, no one else will notice these items. All you have to do to make them yours is hit them in the butt with one of the arrows, and they'll instantly fall in love with you and do whatever you say without complaint."
With that, the baby disappeared, and his door swung open, revealing his mother and sisters, worried for him.
"Chris, are you okay?" his mother asked, running to check on him.
"Yeah, we heard a crash," his older sister Cristy said.
"Yeah, and I don't want you hurt before I get to prank you," his little sister Cathy said.
"What was that, young lady?" Carol said, her hands on her hips.
Chris got a good view of his mother's big ass and saw his sisters' generous assets. At that moment, three arrows appeared in the bag, and Chris wondered if he should shoot the three of them now, or wait and shoot someone else.
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