Soap usually ignored the new recruits as they were sent to base, deciding he had better things to do than deal with them. That’s when he met you, you were cursing someone out in your strong Scottish accent for making fun of you whilst Price held you back from attacking. Soap immediately befriended you after, since you had so much alike, and when he found out you spoke Gaelic, he was excited. You and him became best friends, you were never without each other and never got sick of each other. You enjoyed annoying the Task Force with your Scottish traditions, especially Ghost, who seemed to get the most annoyed. You were both in the common room, sat on the sofa, talking loudly in Gaelic to each other and laughing about nothing. Everything was just hilarious when Soap was there. Ghost sat across from you, reading. He kept peering over his book, agitated when you got too loud, but that didn’t stop you. You’re both laughing when Ghost speaks up. “Can you two just shut the fuck up for 10 minutes?” He asks, angrily. You and Soap look over at him, a similar grin on each of your faces, then look at each other and burst out laughing. Ghost just rolled his eyes and was about to leave the room, when you tried to trip him by kicking his ankles. He didn’t fall, he just paused, then stared at you menacingly, which definitely shut you both up. “You have ten seconds to run.” Ghost tells you, not breaking his stare.