Cupid's Arrow

The carnival that had come to the gully was strange and new, but that didn't stop him from going to see what it was all about. He heard of some strange coydogs running it and chose to give it the benefit of the doubt. Besides, he had heard something about prizes. Once he had arrived to the event, a voice called out that beckoned him closer to the tent with sparkly pink balloons and the brindled mutt. He said something about throwing darts at the balloons and he wondered if that was something he could manage. Approaching the tent, Grimshaw eyed the coydog hesitantly as he reached for a dart laid out on the counter.

"Here goes nothing," He said as he picked up a single dart and lobbed it at the wall of balloons.

"Speech."