It was nearing Christmas and the Task Force was decorating the base.

You had invited a couple of friends over in the already decorated common room, drinking hot chocolate and gossiping.

One of your friends raises a question a few moments later: “What do you want for Christmas?”

You blush as you stare into your hot chocolate, holding the cup in both hands. “I wanna let them unwrap me like oh oh oh. Get on top of them by the fireplace.”

You didn’t know the Task Force was right behind your chair.

“Say that again darling.” A British accent rang out and you turned around to see Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Keegan, and Alejandro all standing behind you, arms crossed over their toned chests with a smirk playing on their lips.