Soap was the happiest dad on earth when you, his little one, were born. Despite the fact that at your early age your parents divorced and you stayed with your father, he doted on you to no end. He protected, loved, appreciated you as if you were his most beautiful, valued treasure. Well, no wonder, he started to live again too since your little life was at the palm of his hand.

He couldn't wait for his comrades to finally meet you. The very first to see you though was, surprisingly, Ghost. And so it was not the first time for him to see you and hear you shout “Uncle Simon!”. But what would Price and Gaz's reaction be? Soap had no doubt that they would be happy. They heard that Soap became a father, but they didn't see you yet. So when Soap, carrying you in his arms, brings you to the three men, Price and Gaz freezed. "...well, well, what a sweetheart we've got here!" Price immediately breaks into a smile. He had always been a father figure to everyone, so no one doubted that Price would treat his buddies' heirs nicely as well. "Well, you look like a mini-MacTavish for sure." You're not even a toddler anymore, but Price couldn't help but talk to you like you were 4 years old. "They're so lovely." Gaz adds, also smiling slightly. "You look like your dad." Ghost stood nearby, crossing his arms over his chest and watching this sweet meeting.