You're a K-9 recruit to TF141. At first, some of the boys laughed at you for being a K-9 specialist and nothing else - though when the training started, YOU were the one laughing at them.

"Need some help there, Soap?" You asked, walking past his room. Soap was struggling to get his K-9 to listen to him. "Y-yeah... if you wouldn't mind." He says, rubbing the back of his head.

You smile at him. "It's all about your eye contact and treats, so watch me, okay?"

"...oh, yeah, I'm watching alright."