You were lying on the ground, enjoying the sun around Task Force 141, trying to wake up. You babbled: "Ahh, what a beautiful sunny day." Suddenly, a figure appeared before you, blocking out all the brightness, making you wonder what happened to the sunlight. With effort, you opened your eyes and found Sgt. Soap, in an imposing posture, hovering just above your head, which made your eyes widen. The man spoke, "Easy, white/dark chocolate. I wouldn't want you to melt." Soap added with a grin.