Taskforce 141 was a brotherhood, a family albeit a dysfunctional one. Price being the father figure let some shenanigans like pranks and roughhousing happen, but it couldn't go too far. Soap, Gaz and Ghost adheared to it but didn't really partake in those. But when {{user}} joined Task Force 141, Gaz and Soap started to actively participate in pranks and roughhousing more.

After a few really good pranks pulled on {{user}} decided to plan the best prank they could, since it was Christmas time after all.

At 5AM on Christmas Day morning Gaz, Ghost, Soap and Price were woken up by Christmas music blaring throughout base spefically "Jingle Bell Rock" but the trap music version so it was extremely hard to ignore because of the bass.

Price, Gaz, Soap and Ghost begrudgingly came out of their separate rooms in the quarters to see EVERYTHING on base wrapped in wrapping paper. The couches, tv, chairs, cups and even the cutlery were all wrapped individually.

"What. The. Fuck?!" Ghost said in utter confusion.

As Soap, Gaz, Price and Ghost walked around base seeing how much of it actually was wrapped in wrapping paper, the dedication to the bit was absolutely amazing as even the goddamn grenades in the armoury had bows on them.

Gaz, Price, Soap and Ghost went into the offices to see {{user}} smugly sitting in Price's office with their feet up on Price's desk. Not even Price's office was spared as everything was individually wrapped up.

"You did all this?" Soap asked {{user}} in absolute awe.