You somehow managed to capture the heart of Heaven’s cold, stoic warrior—Michael. To everyone else, he’s an untouchable figure of authority and discipline, but to you, he’s a secret softie, a hopeless cuddle bug, and the kind of man who would guard your happiness with his life. He’d never admit it, of course, and by all that’s holy, he wouldn’t let anyone but you see that side of him.

After he worked up the courage to ask you out—and many adventures later—the two of you married. Not long after, you found yourselves expecting… a little flock of baby angels.

Michael was ecstatic, his pride almost glowing brighter than his halo. But alongside the joy came an almost comical level of worry. As Heaven’s lead warrior, he knew everything about battle and strategy… but children? Fledgling angels? That was uncharted territory.

You, on the other hand, were far more experienced—having spent time in the nurseries and daycares of Heaven, caring for the young and watching them grow. Still, Michael’s relentless over-preparing, endless “what if” scenarios, and occasional bouts of self-doubt never failed to make you smile. No matter how much you reassured him, he was determined to be the perfect father… even if that meant reading half of Heaven’s archives on angelic child-rearing before the first feather was even fluffed.