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Valentine's day out.

I know, I said this book was on hold. I know I said I was writing for fnaf security breach, but... I got bored.

Take this as an early Valentine's gift from me to you, okay? Remember I love you all!

I haven't drawn Cupid in forever.. Does he look weird? If the art isn't at the top, it'll be at the bottom since wattpad loves to be a prick and remove it for some reason... Does that happen to anyone else?

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"...Why the f*ck do we have to have these stupid ass disguises?" The Anti-Cupid ask with annoyance laced in his voice.

"I think they're sexy! Look at how cute my hair is!" The Lust-Cupid says with a sassy smile.

"...I could get used to this.." The Obsessive-Cupid says with a small smile. His red eyes sparkling.

Cupid turned to them with a smile of his own, resting his hands on his hips. "We need human disguises to blend in dummy! We cants just run around with wings and horns, how else are we supposed to sneak up on our clients?"

The four of them had been in the matchmaking business since their birth. Of course they didn't get the jobs until they were in their early teenage years.

Except Eros, who did the opposite. Breaking couples up during the week before Valentine's day wasn't exactly the most.. Happy job, but it needed to be done. And he did his job well.

His charm made couples argue, breaking them from the lovey dovey feelings of the pink filled holiday.

Romeo had a long list of couples who would be expecting an extra set of tiny feet running around. He knew what Valentines lead too, and he knew it well.

His charm causes couples to get more.. Saucy? More bold with their pickup lines and the sexual tension would be thicket than his legs.

Amour was.. Well the obsessive Cupid. Although his hands had been tainted by blood over the years he's held that cold blade.. He added a little playful jealously to the couples that roamed the streets.

He didn't get to come out much, without restraints. Since he tended to get stab happy, his skilled hand just itching to tear out someone throat. His blood lust never satisfied.

Amour lacked an aura like his brothers. But you could guess he still remained intimidating.

Cupid being the literally holiday in one being made sure to match all of the lonely souls with who they truly belonged with.

His aura was the strongest. Causing everyone around him to get all giddy with butterflies in their stomach. Luckily, even in their human disguises, Cupid still held on to his bow. Regular humans wouldn't see it, even if he aimed it. He could summon it at anytime at will.

"I don't see what the big deal is Locky, I think you look cute! Look at your edgy hairstyle!" Romeo praises his second eldest brother, wrapping an arm around the fallen angel's shoulders.

The red head huffs. "Don't touch me you glitter d*ck." He removes his arm off of his shoulders, pulling away to sulk in the corner.

Amour smiles, tilting his head as his white locks covet half of his face. His bangs had pink streaks through them. "...don't feel so bad Eros.. It could be worse.. You could look like a two dollar whore."

The violet haired demon huffed. "I heard that! You wished you looked this good bitch! I'll have you know these heels cost four thousand dollars!"

Cupid pinches the bridge of his nose. "Can we just get to the romance festival? Without getting arrested for battery?"

"What the f*ck ever..." Lockheart replies.

"Fine bitch." Romeo crosses his arms.

"Of course.." Amour grins.

The pink haired angel sighs. "...Why do I bring you anywhere?"

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Many human couples roamed the plaza, rose petals covered the brick paths. Marble benches in every corner with large rose bouquets on each table.

There was baked goods, free samples and even big boxes of chocolate hearts. Peppy Love songs played on the speakers strung up with the heart lights on the street lights.

There was a large fountain in the middle of it all, with many pennies at the bottom of the crystal blue water.

Upon entering the romance festival, the four of them decided to go their separate ways. Just to enjoy the festival, maybe even bring a little something home.

While also doing their jobs of course.

The angel huffed. "My cupcakes taste better.." The pink haired boy sighed tossing the empty wrapper into a nearby trashcan.

"All this pink is going to make me f*cking puke..." The red head gags, crossing his arms over his taut chest. Leaning against the farthest tree.

The violet haired boy grinned. "All of the lovely couples.. So many possibilities.. Holy shit are those pride flags!?" The demon darts off running far too fast than someone wearing five inch heels should run without breaking a leg.

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Amour quietly walked his way through the crowds, his arms behind his back. His red eyes lingering on each person who pushed passed him. The white haired lifted a brow seeing a girl wave at him. He waved back to be polite, but he shivered in disgust.

Seeing the lust in her eyes made him want to tear them out.

To him, Valentine's was supposed to be about the true unconditional love. The same love your grandparents would have, even after years and years of being together they would still love and care for each other.

Not about all the sex. It made him hiss in annoyance. The girl decided to be bold and approach him, completely oblivious as to who he really was.

His hands twitched at his sides while he faked a smile.

"Hi there handsome, you here to see the romance guru? She's an amazing person.." The girl says with a soft smile, twirling a strand of her hair on her finger.

Amour feels his eye twitch. He was the youngest of his brothers, yes. The shut in, who never left his dwelling in the basement. But that didn't mean he didn't know body language. It was clear this woman thought she'd be able to charm his pants off.

Her lips were fake. Had to been done with some kind of surgery, her hair was all bleached to hell and she wore far too much makeup. She wore a tight red top with a heart pattern. And low rise jeans with red boots.

He looked down at her chest, pathetic. Those were fake too.. They didn't even move. He struggled to roll his eyes.. Her heart was ugly. Clearly just looking for a quick hook up.

"I'm just here to check out what all the noise was.." He says, trying to keep his breathing even. His right hand drummed against his hip trying really hard not to lash out and smash her plastic face into the concrete.

Did she say love guru? As if Cupid himself wasn't already here. He doubted that old woman knew anything about love at all, just wanting a dollar from all of the gullible couples around her.

The blonde's eyes widen. "You live around here? That's so cool! I live in an apartment around here!"

Amour took a step back from her. "Oh no, my brother told me I needed to get out more. So he brought me here."

"So.. You're not here with a girlfriend?.. I came alone too.. Maybe we should stick together you and I.. Hey is that a heart on your cheek? That's so cute! Is it real?" She asks, reaching her hand up to his face with her ridiculously long nails.

Amour grabs her wrist. "Please.. Don't.. Touch me. Um... Its a birthmark."

She giggles at his action, leaning closer to him, with her wrist still held in his hand. She flutters her lashes at him.

Amour feels his shoulders tense.

"Hey, Amour. Cupid wanted me to check up on.. What the shit?" Lockheart walks up to the duo, with a scowl on his face.

Amour quickly let's go of the woman's wrist, shaking his hands in disgust as he quickly joins his brothers side.

The woman's smile falls, but only for a second before her eyes seem to light up at the fallen angel before her.

He was taller than the white haired boy. His hair a deep red, almost maroon with a black streak through his spiked bangs. His lip was pierces, his eyes hard and a dark red, almost a rose red. The same heart birthmark on his cheek.

His rugged good looks made her bite her lip. "Hey there stud, come here often..?"

Lockheart shakes his head. "Hell no, but I can see that you do. That shit may work on the other dumbasses around this shit hole but not me. And don't undress my baby brother with your eyes bitch. I don't hit women, but don't make me pop you right in the f*cking eyes."

Her eyes widened.

He smirks and grabs the angel of blood by the wrist before dragging him away from the stunned woman.

"Oh." He looks over his shoulder. "And your boobs look like knees."

Amour snickered at this, glad that Lockheart had his back once again.

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Romeo wrapped his newly brought bi flag around his neck, making it a makeshift scarf until he could bring it home to hang above his bed.

The incubus strut his way up to one of the food stands, ice cream sounded really good to him right now. The demon really had a sweet fang, you could thank Cupid for that.

He couldn't care less how bad the sweet soft serve was for him, it made him feel better, plus made his two tongues ache less from biting them on accident so often.

It went straight to his thighs, not that he would complain.

If he was back in his skeletal form, his tail would be wagging right now. He put on his most charming smile, his aura radiating off of him like a heat wave as he walked up to the cashier.

"Hey sweetheart, I'll take a Neapolitan dipped in chocolate with some of those heart sprinkles, please babe?"

The young man's cheeks flushed as Romeo leaned against the counter, sticking his hip out. The slit in his skirt showing off his fishnet leather strapped leggings.

"O-oh! S-sure thing!" The man blushed, his ears even turned pink as he hurriedly got to work on the purple haired male's sweet treat.

Romeo snickers to himself. 'Too easy.' He thinks. His aura giving of a sweet scent, making him much more tempting. He even flipped his hair for effect. The purple hair with deep magenta highlights bringing out the color of his matching pink eyes.

The shy male hands him the ice cream cone with a shaky hand, far to flushed to even mutter a word.

Romeo smiles, taking the cone in his left hand. "Thanks sweetie, what do I owe you?"

"Two ninety nine!" The cashier tugs at his collar.

The incubus chuckles. "You got it doll." He reaches into the leather strap around his right thigh, taking out his money clip before taking out a five and handing it to the cashier.

"Keep the change sugar." Romeo winks, turning on his heel with a playful wave. "Oh and, pick up your jaw, you'll attract flies."

The cashier nods his head. "Th-thank you! Have a great d-day miss!"

Romeo pauses, freezing right where he stood. He looks over his shoulder with a smirk. "I'm actually a guy, but I appreciate  the compliment honey.~"

The young man looks up at him in shock before his cheeks become and even more rosy red.

The incubus only laughs before taking his leave.

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The incubus takes a seat next to the fallen angel, crossing his legs one over the other.

"What's up hoes?" Romeo asks with a smile.

Lockheart rolls his eyes, resting his crossed arms on the picnic table. "Nothing much sparkly bitch. Saved Amour from a plastic shank."

"Eww. Tacky." Romeo sighs. "When can we go back to normal? My wings ache.."

Amour lifts his head. "I could always cut them off."

"Honey no." The demon says with a light laugh, taking a bite of his cone.

The pink haired angel walked up to them with a pleased smile on his face, his bow in his hand. "Hey guys! Enjoying the festival? I've already finished up my match making for the day!" 

"No. It sucks clown d*ck." The red head says. Being blunt and honest as always.

"It was okay bitch." Romeo says. "This ice cream is good as f*ck!"

Cupid looks at the youngest Valentine. "And how was it for you Amour? I know social events aren't really your thing, how'd it go?"

Amour shakes his head. "....If you don't want blood splashed all over your back seat, I suggest never taking me out again."

"Oh.. Noted!" Cupid nervously gives him a thumbs up. "Um.. Let's just get to the car..!"

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Bonus:

On the way to the car, Amour gently nudged his purple clad brother.

"Yes mourie?"

He points.

"Is that her? Eww. Bitch looks like a barbie that's been in the microwave too long."

The angel of blood smiles.

End..! I hope you enjoyed. I got bored, and its been a while since we've seen our sassy queen Romeo.

I love you all! And I'll see you in the next update~!

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