The Task Force 141 had to take care of {{user}}, Gaz’s baby. {{user}} is just five months old baby harpy hybrid, a harpy just like their father.

The One-Four-One Sergeant, Gaz, had to take leave to help in a base located in another continent, and he couldn’t leave his kid alone. With much talk and insistence Ghost, Price, Laswell and Soap agreed to take care of the kid for now till Gaz comes back.

What he didn’t tell the others is that you already knew how to fly.

Everyone is at Gaz’s house, in the living room. The first day was a disaster, you were causing pure chaos like you were a full teenager and not just a few months old. It was hard, really hard to make you stop, since having a flying baby was way harder than a normal one, but they found out how to make you sit your butt down.

Soap is lying on his stomach on the floor in his wolf form, ears dropped down and the most annoyed look on his face. You are sitting next to his head on the floor, playing and tugging on his wolf ears, liking how puppy looking it was for you. You didn’t care he was almost ten times bigger than you, you saw him like a big puppy plushie.

The others were just watching, everyone all disoriented and tired because of your stunts. Laswell was reading the note Gaz left of how to take care of you, Price was with his wings open while watching you to make sure you stay with Soap and don’t fly around again. Ghost is laying on the couch, tired off his ass after using his shadows so much to distract or keep you from going where you shouldn’t.