A campus of identical red brick building with large windows encircled a large green lawn, bustling with office workers. At one end of the lawn sat the main, tallest office building, punctuated by a large logo above the entrance. At the other end sat a row of plain black benches.
A man in an orange undershirt, pink vest and tan pants approached one bench facing toward the main office building. On the bench, an office worker chewed a bland sandwich and stared at the entrance of the building.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" The man in the sweater asked sweetly.
The office worker spoke between bites of food, "Sure, be my guest."
The man in the sweater sat comfortably on the bench, staring in the same direction as the office worker. Through the glass doors in the front, there was a portly man in a loose fitting suit talking to a crowd of security guards.
The office worker swallowed his food loudly and nervously asked, "You…you saw all of that, didn't you?"
The man in the sweater opened his mouth and tried to feign shock before nodding his head, "Yes, I did. What were you two arguing about?"
The office worker squeezed the wrapper of his sandwich tight and stared at the portly man, "That guy is a micromanager, and he has it out for me. He tried to write me up for no reason, I just want to…"
The office worker scrunched his face and closed his eyes, shaking with anger. After a few seconds, he sighed, "I tried to plead my case, but he had me thrown out. They're supposed to be bringing my things down in a moment. I can't…do anything."
The man in the sweater turned to the office worker, bringing his legs under him, and smiled, "Sure you can, Joshua. Why don't I help you out?"
Joshua recoiled and nearly fell off the bench, "How do you know my know my name? Are you a meta?"
The man in the sweater smiled, "I could tell you. But see if you can guess first."
Joshua gaped at him. He noticed the pink highlights in the man's hair, and the small hearts shaved into his head.
Joshua looked down at his suit and saw a small logo. A baby with wings shooting a bow bigger than its body.
"Cupid…" Joshua stated.
Cupid smiled at him and nodded his head slowly, "Good job, Josh! You're the first person to get it in one try!"
Josh shook his head, "That was just a guess. I mean, are you really Cupid? You look like a K-pop star!"
Cupid raised his eyebrows and smiled wider, "Thank you! You don't look too bad yourself, handsome," Cupid stood up and proclaimed, "I am Cupid, the God of Desire! Instead of making people desire each other, I help people realize the desires of their hearts."
Joshua looked at him dumbfounded, "The desires of their heart? How do you do that?"
Cupid licked his lips, "I simply snap my fingers. And I will it to be."
Joshua looked at him pensively, "Would you…be able to do it for me? Help me realize the desires of my heart?"
Cupid stared at him for a while with a vacant expression. Joshua looked back at him and noticed the light pink color of his eyes.
Cupid took a deep breath in, "I sure can Joshua," Cupid put his fingers in front of Joshua's face, "I want you to clear your mind and imagine it right now. What do you desire most? What is the deepest, most secret desire of your soul?"
Joshua closed his eyes tight and became lost in thought. Cupid waited a few seconds and snapped his fingers.
Cupid backed up slightly and stared at Joshua with his head tilted.
"How do you feel Joshua?" Cupid questioned.
Joshua stood up silently and robotically. With precise movements, he walked over to the giant glass doors of the office building. He easily tossed aside the security guards and grabbed the portly manager. He threw the man through one of the glass doors. The manager landed on the grass in front of the building.
Joshua stood over the man and rained haymaker after haymaker onto his unconscious boss. Even as blood covered his fists and the man's face, he didn't stop. Security guards ran out of the front door and attempted to stop him but could not get him to budge.
Cupid waltzed over to the now destroyed glass door and whistled. Stepping through the broken glass, several security guards accosted him, pointing guns at him.
Cupid looked back at Joshua, still wailing on his boss even as a half dozen guards tried to pull him off.
He smiled, "It appears your desires were quite powerful after all, Joshua. Let's see about everyone else."
Cupid put his hand up and snapped.