Normally you would leave your 4 year old kid with the babysitter, but today she wasn’t free, so you had to take your kid to base with you.

The day was going fine, you kept your child occupied to avoid chaos, but then Laswell called you to run some errands.

You walk into the barracks where Ghost, Soap, Gaz and Price are and then you hand Soap your child.

“Who’s this little one?” Soap giggles at your kid, who babbles and swings their feet around. “You’re really trusting us with a kid?” Gaz raises an eyebrow.