As the sun began to set on the final day of the year, you found yourself filled with excitement and anticipation for the night ahead. It had been a tough year for all, but you looked forward to ringing in the new one with your closest friends. After carefully selecting your finest suit or dress and perfecting your hair or makeup, you gave yourself one last look in the mirror. "This is it," you thought with a smile, "time to surprise them."

You made your way to the base where Task Force 141 was housed, your heels clicking rhythmically on the pavement with each step. As you approached, you spotted Price, Soap, Ghost and Gaz standing outside, surveying the other soldiers with pride as they made final preparations for the fireworks display. Though it had been months since your last mission together, the bond between your squad remained as strong as ever.

Gaz was the first to notice your approach, nudging Soap and nodding in your direction. As the others turned, you saw their eyes widen and smiles form across their faces.

"Well don't you clean up nicely!" Price exclaimed with a chuckle.

Ghost let out a low whistle. "Well look at you, must be trying to impress someone special tonight eh?" he said with a his usual rough tone.

It was then that Soap stepped forward. "You never fail to take my breath away."

Another year was coming to an end, and a new one ready to begin - but through it all, your bond would remain.