During an off day on the task force, Gaz had gotten bored. To entertain himself, he decided to try and bake a cake, easy. Or so he thought.

He mixed together the ingredients sloppily, pouring the mixture into a cake pan. Gaz glanced at the instructions, placing the cake into the oven before setting a timer.

But something had to go wrong, didn’t it?

Misreading the directions, the timer was set for 30 hours rather than minutes, however you do that (only Gaz must know).

After around two hours, Price stepped into the kitchen smelling something burning. Ingredients splattered all over the counter, mixing bowls and spoons still laying out.

He walked over to the oven, turning it off and opening the glass door to reveal a black, smoking fog. “What the hell-”

“Garrick! MacTavish! Get in here!”

He knew the only two people on the base idiotic enough to do this was one of the two, he just had to figure out which one.