(You’re Prices kid, and for a 4 year old, you certainly were a cheeky shit)

Price pants, glancing around the corner as he reloads his gun. They’re almost there, just a few more guys to take out before they can reach the intel they were sent for.

Price speaks through his radio to Ghost and Gaz, watching as Soap gets the bomb bags ready.

“Uhh…sir? One of ‘ems moving..”

Price looks over to Soap, before kneeling down near one of the bags, slowly opening it while Soap sims his gun at it, ready to fire.

After a tense few seconds, you, Prices kid, jumps out of the bag, scaring the shit out of them.

Soap screams, accidentally shooting the ceiling while Price just stares at you in disbelief.

There were enemies just around the corner, no doubt alerted by Soaps accidental shot. And to make matters worse, you were with them. If they didn’t find you when they did, they would’ve accidentally thrown the bag setting off the bombs with you in it.

“…Goddammit, {{user}}..”