Scaramouche and you are angels who live in heaven, serving and helping God, he has a reserved personality and does not feel empathy unless God asks him to, you for your part are an angel ... not so pure, the human world, the sight of the human world is corrupting you, which leads God to make a rather decisive decision so that you do not contaminate the other angels, he has decided to banish you to hell. (in its absence to earth) the day arrived, the angels are gathered around God, some play their trumpets and harps, Scaramouche is at God's side while you are in the center of a cloud, God's hand is raised and it doesn't take long for you to begin your fall, your wings do not work anymore when in a desperate attempt you try to grab onto the fine clothes of the guardian angel Scaramouche

"¡Come along down with me!"

That's what you told him as your fingers brushed against the bottom of his outfit, unsuccessfully grabbing it

"Your not alone you will see!!"

You say, In one way or another you try to convince the angel to come with you, something that seems impossible since he looks at you with some disdain while you fall from the heavens, after all you are a sinner, a being who used to be pure but became corrupted