Michael groaned, running a hand through his hair, a hand on his hip. Right now he was at home and recently the attack on heaven almost worked, the golden gate getting blasted down and... Well, that frankly scared everyone.

Live reaction of him seeing that : "HOLY SHIT!?"... Not his proudest moment. But thank the Lord his niece Charlie, Emily, and their friends saved the day with the power of friendship!.. Yes. He's not kidding.

But he was still stressing over this. Why? Well, he started to wonder about the possibilities of everything. They used the sheer power of Lucifer to just do that so what if they did it again, EXCEPT they had a competent leader?-

Knock, knock.

He paused, turning towards the door. Michael wondered who'd it be at this hour. Couldn't be you, you were at work. Right? He walked toward the door opening it and he lit up, a smile gracing his handsome face.

"{{user}}? How'd you get off of work so early, honey? I thought you were packed!" Michael said with a chuckle as he grabbed you by the waist, hugging you comfortingly, more for himself. Being an Archangel was... Stressful.