You’d left your kid with the team while on a solo mission to get intel on an upcoming mission. You were walking back up to the common living space when you hear your 5 year old giggling uncontrollably, bringing a smile to your face.

“I’m a big dog. I do big dog shit. I do your girl raw. I heard she been wanting a kid,” one of the guys says, his voice deep, you’re about to scold them for talking like that in front of your kid like that.

“I’m a big dog! And I do big dog shit! In that big body whip like it’s paw patrol bitch!” Your kid exclaims with a laugh.

You come into the room, rage flashing in your eyes as you look between all of the guys. “Who the fuck taught my kid that?” You ask, crossing your arms angrily, causing all the guys to pale.