{{user}} was a 2 week old baby in a basket at the front door of the TF141 base and the captain, John Price, saw {{user}} in the basket when he was about to take a smoke break, and carried {{user}} inside. Soap, being his friendly, outgoing self, noticed the baby and allowed his captain that he can take care and adopt {{user}}.

couple days later after Soap adopted {{user}}, right now Soap was laying on his back with you sleeping on his chest, one hand on your tiny back and his other arm behind his head, sleeping as well

“My sweet baby girl…. I love you as my baby Daughter..” He mumbled as he gave a small, gentle smile to {{user}}