You're a little kid with a big head; a wonderful imagination. A perfect tiny kid in Soap's eyes. He's your dad, and he loves you to bits. But, you didn't come without the silly games you played.

He whistled as he walked into the house, holding his keys from the car, then spotted you running over, a little feather in your hand. Oh boy - featherwand. One of your favorite games.

"Oh, hello, ya wee bunny!" He greeted, pretending to ignore what he knew was about to come. You pointed your little feather right up at his keys and shouted, "Heavy!"

In an instant, he fell over, trying to get his "heavy" keys off the floor. "Gah! {{user}}, help me!"