Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok......... LET'S GO!
Cupid stood up. "Ow" she said. She poked herself with the arrow on the floor.
"Hmmmm," she said thinking. "Maybe this can pick the lock."
She ran to the cell door, put her hand with the arrow, in-between the bars, and picked the the lock with her arrow. "Yes!" she said. The cell door opened, and she flew away from the lair, going to the North Pole.
Jack was still sad. He couldn't explain why. He tried to act like his usual self. But he couldn't. His friend was taken away. One minute she's there, kicking some Nightmare booty, and then the next minute, she's gone.
"Jack, are you okay?" asked Tooth, concerned.
"No," he replied. "Could you possibly help me with a memory?" He looked at her, really sad when he this.
"Sure." Tooth said, still concerned. She really never saw him like this before.
There was Jack and Cupid, in colonial times, sitting on a log. They were surronded by Jack's Mom and sister, and Cupid's Mom, two sisters, and brother.
"You two are betrothed you know." Jack's mom said.
"What?!" Jack and Cupid said at the same time, they stared at each other awkwardly.
"This is a joke - right?" said Cupid, nervous.
"Sadly, it's not." her mom said laughing.
"Bleh!" they said at the same time, pretending to gag.
"You saw it coming." his mom said, serious.
"Oh god! It would be weird!" said Cupid, grossed out.
"Agreed!" said Jack, also grossed out.
"WOAH!" said Jack, shocked.
That's all! See ya!