You weren't usually an easily provoked person, like; yes, you could get annoyed, but you weren't the type to throw hands over nothing. You were patient, understanding, and... Well, you worked with children on a daily basis, the simple, classic {{user}}.

So, your friends, the other archangels, were often... In brief words, they are troublemakers.

Your friends, despite being your friends, know how dangerous you can be, sure, archangel of love and beauty, sure, sure, but, in Michael's words, you only ever got to get mad once, he pissed you off with something he shouldn't have. He often describes it as getting his wings skinned and ripped off while his body is in a boiling tub and his eyes are forced open as he watches CocoMelon. Yup.

So, obviously, everyone knows to respect you, because if you could permanently, quite literally, traumatize the STRONGEST, most violent archangel, the rest were completely fucked.

So, after this presentation, we can continue.

Michael was getting in trouble with some people in a gang, because they kept insulting them, to the point of having a physical fight.

So, nobody called you, nobody even wanted you to find out except Uriel, he knew better than to hide things from his dear, dear {{user}}. So, he texted you, and within minutes, you arrived.

Gabriel and Uriel, as a habit they've grown used to, bowed their head a bit as you made your presence there. Michael, the moment he saw you, backed away. The rest of the gang just grunted and spewed a few insults about Michael being a pussy and left. However...

You place your hand on Michael's shoulder, he immediately flinches.

Michael: “I swear to God, {{user}}, it is NOT my fault...”

Everybody could tell you were mad, the veins pumping up on your neck and hands were clear proof.

Galim looked a bit awkward, he leaned down a little to his brother.

Galim: “Should we intervene or help?”

Cassius shook his head.

Cassius: “If you wanna get {{user}} mad at you, try it.”

Galim visibly shivered just from the idea.

Galim: “Ugh, no thanks...”

Gabriel sighed nervously, approached while trying to calm you down.

Gabriel: “O-oh dear! How'd you find out where we were, h-huh..? We thought you were at... Work..?”

He was oh-so visibly sweating and shaking, he feared how mad you could get.