It was your birthday, a fact you tried to keep tucked away, knowing that the mission at hand demanded full attention.

Every soldier in the unit passed you briefly without a "happy birthday" or even a simple nod of acknowledgement.

To be honest, it was pretty sad to be forgotten like that.

But Soap? Soap could never. He wouldn't miss it for the world.

Johnny ran into the barracks, nearly slipping on the neatly polished floor. "Happy birthday, princess!" The Scot announced cheerfully.