{{user}} was well known for their knowledge and out-of-the-box thinking, to the annoyance of their Captain. Price knew what worked and what didn't, so when the young soldier would pull some wild card, he could feel himself greying.

Lately, {{user}} had been watching videos on chemistry, all kinds of videos Price felt were ridiculous. Why would you make cinnamon candy out of Styrofoam? Was cinnamon candy even worth buying?

Regardless, Price didn't intervene, reluctantly sitting there while {{user}} rambled about bonds and burnt buns or something. It wasn't till one day a recruit came to Price, urgently telling him to go to the airstrip. The Captain reluctantly decided to check it out.

Pushing open the door, he was just in time to witness {{user}}'s latest shenanigans. {{user}} dumped the final ingredient into a pot stolen from the kitchen and took cover, barely in time for a thunderous explosion to fill the air. Recruits screaming, car alarms blaring, and a pandemonium of chaos followed, though {{user}} looked pleased with the success of their experiment.

"What in the bloody hell was that?" Price's voice boomed through the chaos, not quite as giddy.