Azelio Ongaro POV

"Azelio, you can't be serious." My friend, James, says. We're walking in Pandora's Garden. The place I go to clear my mind. Unfortunately, James is doing the exact opposite of what I want.

I roll my eyes.

"I am serious! I'm never going to be in a romantic relationship again!" I inform him.

"Come on, just because Blair cheated on you doesn't mean you should stop dating altogether!" He shouts. A few people look our way.

"No need to make a show about it! It's not that big of a deal!" I retort. James rolls his eyes.

"What about kids?" He asks.

"I think it's something called... oh, I don't know, ADOPTION? And that's if I even want kids." I point out.

"What about cute cuddles?" He asks.

"I just won't cuddle." I state.

"But you love cuddling!" He says in shock. I'm getting angry now.

"Listen, you insistent son of a-"

"Language." James interrupts. I take a breath.

"I swear to the heavens I will never, ever, ever date anybody ever again!" I yell.

"You hear that!? I, Azelio Ongaro, will never be in a relationship ever again!" I yell as I shake my fists in the air. I look over at James. He sighs.

"You're making a mistake." He says.

"Look at my face." I say. He looks confused.

"What are you talking about?" He asks.

"Just look at my face." I say. He rolls his eyes.

"Are you looking?" I ask.

"Yes, Azelio. I am." He says.

"Are you really looking?" I ask him.

"Yes." He says.

"Does it look like I care?" I ask. He rolls his eyes.

Aphrodite POV

What a wonderful day up here in Olympus! Apollo is in a good mood, so the sun is shining bright today! It's not too hot, not too cold. It's perfect! Right now, I'm looking at my favourite park. Pandora Garden. It's named after that no good Pandora. You know, the one that opened the jar of death and spice and nothing so nice. Except 'hope', I suppose. I knew what she was supposed to do from the beginning, but that doesn't mean I approved of it.

I'm watching all the wonderful couples and potential couples being happy in each other's presence. Maybe that black haired one should be with the blond haired one... They could work out nicely.

Oooh! What about-

"You hear that!? I, Azelio Ongaro, will never be in a relationship ever again!" A voice shouts, interrupting my thoughts. I gasp and fall out my chair. I quickly sit up, causing my hair to get messed up and in my face. I scramble to my feet. I look over at the park to see two young men talking with each other. One of them has tan skin and black ruffled hair. The other has super pale skin and dark brown curly hair. I assume from the name that Azelio Ongaro, is the one with tan skin.

I narrow my eyes and growl.

"Ah, HELL no!" I scream. I stomp down the throne room, ignoring the strange looks I'm getting from everyone. I change form to a 22-year-old woman with long, shiny, straight red hair tied up in a ponytail, tan skin, blue eyes and lots of freckles. My clothes stay the same. Green crop top, jean shorts and converse sneakers.

What? Did you think us gods and goddesses still wore togas and stuff like that? Please. As the ages go by, fashion changes.

I teleport down to the park. There is no way I'm letting Azelio Ongaro never be in a relationship. Not being in a relationship is like being stuck in a room with free puppies and you decide to leave empty handed while everyone leaves with at least one puppy. It's just not right.

I walk around trying not to look suspicious. Practically every man I walk past stares at me with open mouths. Except a few.

I reach into my pocket and pull out a phone. The case is a sparkly pink. I start scrolling through some of my pictures until I 'accidently' bump into Azelio and his friend.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!" I say quickly. Azelio shrugs.

"It's okay. Happens to the best of us." He says casually.

"So, I heard someone yell to the heavens that they'll never be in a relationship. Either of you two knows anything about that?" I ask. James nods.

"Yes. This loser right here," he points at Azelio "decides to never be in a relationship because the last one he was in didn't work out!" Azelio's friend shouts. I gasp.

"You can't give up love! Mistakes happen you just haven't found the right person yet!" I tell Azelio. He rolls his eyes.

"Finding love just isn't that important to me." He says casually. I'm about to clobber this guy. Azelio's friend shakes his head.

"Azelio, you have got to be kidding! Love is the most powerful force on earth!" He says.

"Yeah, love is a wonderful gift as well as force! Anybody would be considered luck to find love even in the strangest of ways!" I add in.

"See? This girl knows her stuff." We high-five each other.

"What's your name?" He asks me.

"Jenna." I respond.

"I'm James, that idiot is Azelio." He says.

"He won't be an idiot for long. We have to show him anyone can find love." I tell James. He nods.

"Oh yeah? And how're you going to do that?" Azelio asks. I smile.

"I have a few friends." I say.

Azelio's POV

Jenna and James have been trying to set me up all month long. I'm pretty tired of meeting all these girls who are poorly flirting with me.

Right now I'm with Jenna in a coffee shop. She is, of course, trying to set me up.

"Azelio, this is Ellie!" Jenna says. A girl with platinum blonde hair in pigtails, very pale skin, green eyes sits in front of me.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!" She says.

"Nope." I say. Ellie frowns and walks away. Jenna pouts.

"I don't understand! You didn't even let her talk!" She says. She sits in front of me and sighs.

"What do you have against love?" She asks.

"What do you have against me not wanting to be in a relationship? I'm not against love, I just don't want it to happen to me. I don't see the big deal." I tell her.

"It matters to me. I'm the one in charge of making sure everyone finds love!" She tells me. I tilt my head.

"What does that mean?" I ask. She blushes.

"Nothing, nevermind." She mumbles.

"Listen. I just don't want to find love in a romantic way. I would be totally cool meeting someone I love, but in a platonic way." I inform her. She thinks about this.

"But... what about kisses and cuddles?" She asks.

"Not important to me. As long as I meet a friend who will always be there for me and will support my decisions, I'll be okay. Not everyone needs romantic love you know." I say. She sighs.

"Fine. You win. At least let me help you find a friend like that." She says. I smile.

"I already have that friend." I tell her. She sighs.

"Then I guess my work is finished. I was only here for about a month, I need to go home today." She says.

"I'd like to stay in contact. Can I have your phone number or something?" I ask. She smiles and shakes her head.

"I'm sorry, but you can't. I wasn't really supposed to... um... talk to people. Sorry. This is the last time you'll ever see me. Tell James I said bye." She stands up and walks out the door. And that's that. I can't say I'm happy to see her go. I was starting to see her as a friend.

James walks in and sits in front of me. He takes my coffee and sips it.

"Where's Jenna?" He asks.

"She had to leave. Permanently." I say.

"We're not going to see her again."

Aphrodite's POV

I teleport back to Mount Olympus. I'm pretty upset about the whole 'Azelio' thing. I change my form to my regular self again. I slump in my chair and pout.

I also start thinking.

What Azelio said kind of makes sense in a way.

Love can come in many forms so who am I to only allow one kind of love? I guess I just really like romantic love. I mean, I am the goddess of love after all. That's just it, though, isn't it? I'm not the goddess of romantic love, just of love. Eros is in charge of romantic love. What gives me the right to only find two potential lovers rather than two potential friends?

I peer over the edge to see Azelio and James having a jolly good time just enjoying each other's company.

I think I should try something like that.

Then I can become a true goddess of love.