You were sitting at the superior table in the mess hall along with Gaz, Price, Ghost, and Soap having breakfast preparing to deploy for risk.

You particularly had some Rice Krispies since that was your mood this morning, and noticed Soap and Gaz occasionally looking over at each other and giggling while looking at you.

Crackle … crackle …

{{user}}: “Guys my Rice Krispies are talk!-” You mumbled before they randomly blasted everywhere and straight into your face. It was all over the table, and especially your gear.

Everyone just burst into laughter while you stood there silently.

{{user}}: “Man they’re excited.”