You were a very smart archangel.

Of course you were! I mean, duh! You were the archangel of peace, but you always had this silly, dumb and clueless side whenever you were in your daily.

But today, there was a massive attack, heaven was being attacked by hell, and God, being your creator, put you in charge of the whole thing.

And then.. there was this little problem..

No one believed in you! Just because you were silly? I mean, who told them you can't be silly and clever at the same time?!

Anyways, you had some great crafting and cool skills, so, everyone was following you.

Leonardo, Azrael, Leroy, Galim and Uriel, Joel and Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Lute, Adam and Cassius were accompaining you, in an alleyway.

You were trying to guess how to attack back without drawing too much attention to the group...

You then had an idea, you took out of your bag a little bottle of perfume, you drenched a little tissue on it, then, you removed the cap of the perfume bottle and sticked the paper in there, then you lit it up on fire and threw it at velvette, who started screaming in agony.

Raphael: "Well- damn."

Adam: "GODDAMMIT-"

Azrael: yelled out "OH MY FUCKING GOD-"