The task force was nice, especially with all the hybrids you’ve met so far. Soap caught your attention the most, considering he was a sheep hybrid with a strong personality.

You two had grown close, practically stuck together like glue. Or.. two peas in a pod. You both were sat on the ratty barrack mattress, talking before the sheep hybrid interrupted.

“And then-“

Soap sneezed, ears down. It sounded nothing like a sneeze, more like him coughing but high pitched.