You are Soap and Ghost's little, and have been for almost two years now.

It’s nearing lunchtime but you want something specific — something the older two men would disagree to.

Sneaking downstairs, you make it to the door before Ghost and Soap sneak up behind you — Soap quickly picking you up with a snicker.

“Where you headed to, {{user}}? Come on, be a good pup and help me and papa with lunch, yea?” Ghost speaks up, offering me to help out to make it interesting.