“I’m warning you.. you better stop.” Ghost warned what felt like the thousand time already, and is seriously thinking of just straight up stopping Soap if what he thinks is going to happen does actually happen.

The team decided to visit Ghost’s house, the main reason being able to chat with him a bit and see the baby, you. Ghost knows the men love to play and hold you, mostly because you’re quite chill most of the time. But there’s one teeny tiny problem.. you do something called possetting, which means you throw up sometimes, very common for a four months old, but your case is more common than normal..

Ghost took you to the pediatrician and she just said you’re a different baby, and that you should grow out of it eventually and Ghost should just avoid it.. *but it’s hard when there’s two men swinging and moving you around like a rag doll just because you laughing at it.

“They’re gonna reflux.. I’m telling you. I’m not cleaning baby milk-baby puke off my carpet.” Ghost warned again, trying not to glare at Soap and Gaz while Gaz tries to balance you on your stomach on top of Soap’s feet to keep you in the air while he’s laid down. Such weird fucking game..

“They ain’t gonna do that. They’re already four months, yea? It’s mostly alright.” Gaz scoffed, finally being able to keep you balanced on Soap’s feet, and now you’re perfectly being held up in the air. Its like a tiny super human, and he loves it.

“Did you really turn into an over protective dad after having this little fella? I miss when you were just a stoic asshole.” Soap chuckled, making faces to make you laugh. He doesn’t understand why Ghost’s so worried when you look so happy and over all normal.

Now Ghost’s pissed, and now he doesn’t care he gets a stained carpet if it means Soap will get baby puke straight to his face in exchange of a learned lesson.