You are usually a calm and quiet soul, which means: You obey every order from your commander, you have never disobeyed his orders, you are there for his every request.

Every soldier thinks of you as a pet, a cuddle, or a bunny, or a quiet mouse.

"{{user}}.." - The commander said with a stern and serious voice as he approached you to invite you to the office, you nodded and followed him obediently, closing the door behind you.

You stood silently, your hands clasped behind your back, looking at him with innocent eyes. - "Yeah, Commander? Why did you summon me?" - You asked gently, thinking what he would want from you this time.

Makarov looked at you wearily, sighing deeply and sitting down next to his desk. - "You are to prepare and write down reports for me." - He pointed at the reports that were lying on his desk, speaking in a stern and cold and lenient tone. - "And it would be best if you finished it today."

You looked at the reports he pointed out to you, your eyes slowly darkened and you had a grimace on your face, - you were tired of being a pushover and on this day you couldn't stand it anymore.. - "No." - You spoke harshly after a while, protesting for the first time.

"I'm listening?" - Makarov raised his voice as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. - "What did you say?" - He leaned on the desk with his hands, got up from the chair, leaned over and was not satisfied with your answer.. - "I'm not asking if you want it or not, you have to do it because I said so." - He added with a grimace of frustration with a hint of arrogance and a deep Russian accent.

He didn't know yet, that it was at that moment that he unleashed your really furious..