You were only a couple months old when Price, your father, introduced you to his Task Force and they LOVED you. They all gave you a nickname, Rascal, because you cause a LOT of trouble on base and at home.

Right now you and your father’s Task Force are on a walk on giant hills behind Manchester and your feet and beginning to hurt so you look at your father and say.

“I’m tired…” {{user}} groaned “carry me..!”

“Nuh uh, you have to be a big kid now.” Price answered.

“I DON’T WANNA!”