Everyone has heard of Cupid, the fancy little cherub who makes people go googly-eyed for each other, but no one has ever heard of Dipuc. Who can blame them with a name like that? Even I hate it. That's why I go by Puc, for short. Yeah, it's like Puck from a Midsummer's Night Dream, but unlike that imp, I take my job seriously.

If you haven't figured it out, yet, I'm the opposite of Cupid. Know what that means? I deliver sorrow, hate, and tears. After a purely blissful relationship, I'm the one that gets to shoot holes into it like its swiss cheese. Of course, in every case, the people involved are only Infatuated, not in Love. The mass populace is fooled by Infatuation, and fool themselves into believing its love.

Want a situation? I'll give you one. There's this relationship dependant shmuck who goes by the name of Texas, yeah his parents were probably high when naming him. Anyhow, this shmuck is about as deep as a toilet bowl; his dream girls are stick thin, nauseatingly sweet, primped up, and are hopeless romantics like him. Personally, I'd prefer to change that term from hopeless to pathetic.

Now, Texas has a friend that really likes him. She's not really a girly-girl who falls in love easily. Anna has had her heart broken three times, to various degrees. I should know, I was there when they all happened. The girl understands what Love is, unlike all the other mindless, horndog, teenagers that infest her generation. Anna and Texas have known each other for years, about four I think, and Anna has harbored slight feelings for him over the span of those years.

She's never told anyone for multiple reasons; her other friends liked him, he's shallow, she didn't want to ruin a relationship. Whenever Texas has a girlfriend, he distances himself from Anna, which saddens the poor girl to no end, but the last time he fell out of a relationship he got close to Anna. Or so Anna assumed.

After a few months of Texas being single, Anna started to let her crush on him grow. As they grew closer as friends, she started to really fall for him. Eventually, one of Anna's friends revealed to Texas that Anna had a crush on him, but sadly the shmuck didn't return it. Like I said, he's shallow. A few weeks later, though, Texas started dating equally pathetic and romantically dependant Megan.

Well, it didn't surprise Anna. She had figured it would happen, but her heart was wounded. Texas didn't bother to tell her right away, instead he didn't talk to her for a week. When Anna finally approached him, he told her in a cautious way. Anna put up an excellant facade, that no doubt fooled Texas, and acted happy for him.

Now, I wouldn't usually delve into a situaiton like this. I have no place in it until Texas and Megan break up. Believe me, they will. They're relationship is so deluded, they won't last long. If they do, they'll be screwed in the real world, because they'll realize that relationps can't be based on their warped version of "love".

However, I'm forced to be involved in this situation. Why? Because Anna summoned me. Don't ask me how, because I didn't even know it was possible. From what the girl has told me, though, she found this book at a garage sale, and decided to try out the spell that would summon me.

Voila! I appeared. Now, I am obliged to help Anna. The problem is she doesn't know what she wants me to do. Many options, many outcomes. Only Fate truly knows what option would be best, and even then the best for this situation might not be what Anna seeks. Perhaps it's good that Anna doesn't know what it is she seeks, in that case.

Anyhow, there's your introduction to this story full of teenage angst, indecision, and infatuated-struck teenagers who can't keep their hands off each other. So, get those barf bags ready! This is:

Fell In Love Within A Week? Moron.