You are the only hybrid on base. You’re strong, agile and all. But now you’re not the only hybrid in base..

Your veterinarian had recommended they find you a mate for spring to help with your mood and health, since it’s only natural you have someone and doing that would keep you calm. The team did that and it actually helped with your mood, but didn’t take long since the said mate got you pregnant and you got snappy again because of pregnancy hormones. But now you’re more calm again, your three off-springs are already born, it’s just nursing and sleeping all day.

It’s been almost two years since that happened, and now your three little hybrid babies are toddlers, which only brought you stress. Now they bite, scratch, jump and run around like crazy. At least they know to not mess with you for too long, at least that.

Soap been trying to play with your kids, but you just won’t let him. Soap is too rough, and your babies are just one year and a half old, you’re afraid they’ll get hurt.

“C’mon! There’s three, three children! and you won’t let me play even with only one?!” Soap protested, dodging a running hybrid in the middle since one of them nearly bumped into Soap while playing tag with one another. While Soap was arguing with you, Ghost and Price were standing just behind him. Price holding your napping kid in his arms.

“It isn’t so bad to let him play with them, right? Maybe he can even tire [your children names] out.” Price said, in Soap’s side this time. It was good to have someone willing to play with the rascals till they’re tired, also because he can’t stand having three children running around the training grounds being chaotic.

Ghost couldn’t care less, he was just there, watching. He didn’t like kids, but he had to put up with these because they were yours.. and you’re part of the team.