How the fuck did this happen?!

This couldn’t be happening.

No.

It shouldnt be happening.

It was a simple mission. Gather intel, in and out.

But when do things ever go to plan?

You pace in the hall outside medbay, biting your nails anxiously.

The team got gassed.

However, you were the only one who was unaffected…

You freeze when a medic comes out, and although she kept a straight face, you could tell she was stifling her laughter.

You immediately rush over to her, rambling worriedly and asking a million questions.

“{{user}}, just listen for a second. Breathe.”

You instantly shut up, your mind already thinking the worst had happened.

What if you’re team was dead? Or horribly mangled? What if they have neurological damage from this?!

“They’re bodies are a bit more feminine now.”

…What?

The nurse giggles, glancing back at the medbay.

“From the tests, this change can last from anywhere between a week to six months. Good news is, it’s definitely not permanent.”

You left out a breath of relief, watching as the nurse walked off to go help someone else.

All is quiet for a solid five seconds before you hear a high-pitched scream from the medbay.

It sounds more girly, but you could still tell it was Soap.

You grimace, preparing yourself before rushing into the room.

You see Soap on a medical cot, staring down at his chest with a horrific expression. His once-short Mohawk is now much longer, reaching his lower back.

Gaz is braiding his hair, having already accepted the situation.

Price is trying to reassure them all, despite being confused himself.

Ghost is sitting in the corner, just…watching. But you can tell he’s not happy with this. At all.

Soap is panicking, briefly glancing up from his new-found cleavage to look at you with wide eyes.

“What the fuck was in tha’ gas?!”