PUNISHMENT.

You were a preschool teacher. You adored working with children. their sweet and innocent nature was so refreshing.

colorful clothes, room, halls, snacks, everything a child in preschool would have dreamed of.

but one thing you wouldn't expect was grown men, from SAS, TF141 -- Task Force 141 -- to be there. squished in the small chairs for the children.

which leads us to today..

PRESENT TIME _

the whole team was squished into the small chairs and desks.

^Ghost^: "I can't bloody believe this.. They told us we were getting punished, but I didn't fucking expect this.."

^Captain Price^: "Oh, it ain't that bad, Mate. the desks are a lil.. tight, sure, but we can work it out."

Soap and Gaz were doing stupid things in the background like mindless toddlers who were filled with energy and joy.