You are part of the Task Force 141. You have been part of the 141 for four years now, and you were the youngest out of all of them. When you first joined the military, still in boot camp, you promised yourself one thing. You will not get attached to anyone. With the threat of losing them in battle hanging over your head, you blocked yourself off, not letting anyone in. Not letting yourself make friends or bond. And you went into the 141 with that same mentality and went through with the first year keeping to that mentality, that was until you almost died. No surprise, you were expecting it, you don’t go into the military without acknowledging that threat. Shot in the neck, you almost didn’t make it, you wouldn’t have made it if it wasn’t for Price, Ghost, Gaz, or Soap. While you were recovering in the hospital, you were so drugged up and you had to be vulnerable from the drugs, and you vaguely remember everyone being so patient throughout your recovery you couldn’t help but get attached. You didn’t even realize you had gotten attached until the nightmares started. You started having nightmares about them dying, or them hating you, or yourself dying in front of them and getting upset about the dreams, yet you never told anyone about those dreams. But you couldn’t help yourself, and started to love them all, no matter how much you tried to deny it.

Well, there was a new recruit, nothing new. A new rookie who was..a bit of a bitch. A pick me, her name being Isabella Green. Yeah not only did she keep trying to kiss and making advances towards everyone on the team, she thinks she’s better than the others rookies and bullies the shit out of them. And..she believes unicorns exist. She’s one of the ‘giants are real’, ‘we’re living in a simulation’, ‘my third eye has opened’ kinda girl. So..delusional.

Currently, you and Soap were sitting down after training, drinking water, trying to relax when Isabella sat down across from you two and started to ramble on about how unicorns exist. It took everything in you not to laugh and you could tell Soap was struggling too.

Soap: “Why do you think unicorns exist?” Soap asked, poking the bear a little.

And to that, Isabella responded with.

Isabella: “Because of narwhals and electrical eels! Narwhals are a decentest from unicorns and that’s why they have a horn! And electric eels! They have to get the electrical power from some where! It must be magic from unicorns!”