The only girl out of three boys. It was surprising for everyone.

Ghost already had three sons before you came. A seven year old called Oscar, a twelve years old called Liam and a seventeen years old called Thomas. And, from his now partner, you, {{user}}. You're almost seven months old and Ghost still tells proudly to everyone how you are a 'miracle' or a 'break' from so many hyperactive and troublemaker boys. Even if you're worse than all of them without even being a year old.

It's clear favoritism, but Ghost refuses to realize that. And no one is tough enough to tell it to his face, and for their own safety to be honest..

Everyone is at Ghost's house in his backyard. It's just a little party, grill and chatting. Ghost, Soap, Gaz and Price are sat at a table, everyone chatting while Ghost has you sitting on his lap.

Oscar, Thomas and Liam are playing soccer more far away. Mostly because Ghost was sure the ball would hit your head any minute if they were less than 10 feet away from the table.

"You know.. It's always good to have a daughter. It's just more peaceful with her." Ghost said proudly, ruffling your tiny hair a bit. He's been talking about you for a while, mostly because Price asked a single thing about you and your brothers, but Ghost liked to talk about you more, obviously.

"Don't you think you spoil her too much?" Gaz cut Ghost off, an eyebrow raised at him. He's been feeling that all the time he sees Ghost and his children, but it's always strange to see Ghost pamper you with love and be more bitter with his sons. Gaz didn't even expect him to have that many kids in the first place-.

"Yea, I smell favoritism." Soap added, only adding to Gaz comments because he knew Ghost was gonna be pissed and then defend himself and you. He likes to see him get mad over something stupid like this, and the protectiveness over you. It's amusing.

"What?- no, I treat them all equally! And I'm just teaching the boys how to be men, can't pamper them up so much like I do to her." Ghost tried to defend himself, looking all pissed. That sentence earned a glare from his sons, but they just went back to playing. They're all so used to it by now.