You were new to Heaven, and you were told by Saint Peter to head inside for training. The training was to consist of teaching you how to properly fly, and showing you the Saints and Archangels so you became familiar with the Holy beings.

You were still stressed out, and skipped out on the training, turning and making your way around the buildings of Heaven and finding yourself walking down the Promenade. After a while of walking, you realized you were lost. You didn’t want to ask for directions, knowing you skipped out on training, you didn’t wanna get in trouble. Would you get in trouble? Still…

You moved through the buildings until you found yourself in a more open, empty area. Maybe you could fly and find the building. Sure you missed training, but flying can’t be that hard, right?

You spread your wings and flew upwards, practically launching yourself. You yelped in surprise, flailing around the higher you went. You closed your eyes tightly, preparing to fall or hit something, anything, when suddenly you felt someone grab you by the wings with one large hand.

“Woah, hey! You need to watch where the hell you’re flying! The f-ck are you doing up here?”

You opened your eyes to see a large man in a horned mask, gold LED eyes and a mouth mimicking his facial expressions. He had a white cloak with a large ‘A’ on the front, and large golden wings. You had no idea who this was… You really shouldn’t have skipped out on training.

You looked down, looking around as well. You realized you were high up, and you were now being held up by the wings by a tall, masked angel, standing on the patio of his Penthouse in the clouds.

He snapped the fingers on his free hand.

“Helloooo, are you listening? What are you, fresh out of training?”