Bean was in a very deep sleep, being exhausted from his relentless work. It was so deep that he didn’t hear his alarm clock ring. 15 minutes later, his mom decided that he had slept in long enough. “Hadrian, get out of-”

She couldn’t speak. All of her son’s projects turned out well, but this...the figurines on his dresser belonged in a museum. She could have sworn that the angel smirked at her dumbfounded expression. She hastily closed her mouth.

“Ugh…” Bean groaned at the harsh light. “Hadrian, you’re-you’re running late. G-get out of bed,” his mom had mostly snapped out of her shock. “K…” Bean managed. Nodding, his mom left.

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“Honestly, her expression...it was like she had never seen an angel, demon or draconian before!” Bean’s head shot up. “Who’s there?” He asked, a bit scared. When he looked around, he saw no one except...his figurines. Who were looking at him. Who were not in the positions he had made them in.

Bean wanted to scream, but he was too shocked. “Y-you’re alive?” He asked after he had calmed down a bit. “Well, obviously,” Angela replied. She flapped her wings once for emphasis. “Aren’t you the one that created us?” Bean had created them, but this...he didn’t think he could bring things to life.

“I...I think…” Angela looked annoyed while Lucifer and Draco looked confused. “Either you did or you didn’t. Which one is it?” No one else was there to take the credit, so “I guess it was me”.