Ever since you joined the military you've always had a Mohawk. Anytime someone would ask you would say it made you stand out. Never diving into the actual reason.

You had just been accepted into the Task Force 141. You've only been there for a week, yet you've heard rumors of another person who also had a Mohawk.

Everyone called you Suds, instead of {{user}}, much to your dismay. No one would tell you why, always snickering and walking off.

Now though, standing in front of Soap, you understood. You looked like a mini version of him. Soap and Suds.