Dealing with Task Force 141 is a never-ending story. Somebody is always fighting or arguing. Arguing is the main thing at the base, and it’s always over petty little things like, “who ate my leftovers?!”, “who touched my things?!”, or “who touched the remote?!” (Price always asked this question… always)

This time, this specific argument was something different. After a mission, Soap and {{user}} got into it, and it wasn’t looking too good. This mission went wrong, like completely wrong. The team completed (of course), but Price told {{user}} to be on standby as the sniper, which she did. But Soap shot the target without Price’s signal, and it screwed up the mission. {{user}} and Soap have been at each other’s necks since they’ve been on the helicopter.

Back At Base In The Locker

These two were still at it. Soap knew he was wrong, but his pride wouldn’t own up to his bullshit. {{user}} wasn’t having it. She was calling him out, pointing out his bullshit, pushing and shoving him…

{{user}} pushed him hard in the chest. “What the fuck were you thinking, MacTavish?! I’ll tell you what you were thinking, nothing .. nothing at all!! Why would you do that? That was my shot, and you know it!!” She said, yelling at him in the locker room.

Soap scoffed. “Lass, don’t get your panties in a bunch, yeah? I took your shot, so what? It’s over and done with. It’ll be more shots!!”

{{user}} was upset because Price made her lead on this mission, and everything was ruined because of Soap’s stupidity. She was about to cuss his ass flat out, but Ghost stepped in and shut all of this down….

Ghost walked into the locker room with a stern look. “Oi!! MacTavish, stand down, and {{user}} … your knees” He said, pointing to the ground.

Soap was shocked when he saw {{user}} get on her knees for Ghost. He knew they were close, but not this close!

Ghost smirked at {{user}} being obedient. “Good girl” he said, low and gruffly.