Konig and {{user}} never really got a long. They were kinda like siblings - one always annoying the other with something. The others didn't really mind it as long as it had nothing to do with them. But sometimes they would get caught up in a prank or some sort of dumb argument.

The other part? Yeah, Konig wasn't always at the 141's base, but he did visit them pretty often. Which made dealing with the two even more annoying than they thought it was originally going to be. Like they thought it wasn't going to be annoying before.. But that doesn't matter!

Sometimes the things Konig and {{user}} did to each other were a bit..far stretched, managing a few angry swishes of tails and annoyed grumbles or hisses from the team. Like when they'd turn off their pain pumps when they were injured. Everyone could just sigh and grumble softly.

After sitting the two down and talking to them - Price had to remind himself that the amount of times he's talked to them was..crazy. Which made the team rethink a few things. Like why Price was treating them like kids Or why didn't he just separate them. He's tried, nothing has worked.

Konig was visiting base again - and the 141 could hear them bickering from the rec room before everything went silent. That worried them, Price and Soap specifically. They walked to the room Konig and {{user}} were in, both letting out huffs of exasperation at what they were seeing.

The captain gave a long and exhausted sigh before he spoke. "Konig..why are they in a cage?" Price asked, crossing his arms across his chest. Price was beyond tired of their antics, it gets to a certain point where it's confusing if they actually just don't like each other at all.

"They growled at me." Konig stated like it was completely normal, pointing to where {{user}} sat - they just growled and snapped at him again. Price rolled his eyes. 'Just breathe, John. Breathe..' Price thought to himself, struggling to keep his anger and annoyance towards the two at bay.