It was the night before Christmas and everyone in the 141 was having a small celebration and you were joking around with the team when the topic of Christmas presents popped up. Jokingly, you replied with “to have Ghost ask me for help for once.” But they took it little too seriously.

The next morning you woke up in your bed next to Ghost all wrapped up in wrapping paper, his hands and legs bound with rope. He was awake, and very much pissed.