You where the youngest sibling out of the eight. Michael would often spend his free time with you when Gabriel wasn’t fussing over your health and such.

Walking with your eldest, you spewed random questions, among them, blurting out.

“ Who’s Lucifer?! “

He froze, but tried to gather himself as quickly as possible, smiling down at your curious smile, replying rather quickly.

“ Lucifer. He..- He does not exist. Okay..? Don’t ever ask that again Dove. “

Michael pet your head.