“Do we need to chop more firewood?”

You, Keegan, Soap, and König looked up as Ghost spoke, leaning against the archway pillar into the kitchen.

He was the only one who refused to decorate cookies, claiming he was ‘too tough’ for all that. Soap rolled his eyes slightly.

“Come take a load off dude, it’s fun! Besides, you can’t do worse than Keegan!”

Keegan sat up defensively, covering his cookies he was decorating with an arm.

“Hey! You’re one to talk!”