A long time ago, Task Force 141 had found a young child. They were settled deep in an enemy's base, their door shut and locked, preventing any light from creeping into the sad little room.

The Task Force had taken the kid back to their own base, away from locked doors and covered windows. They tried their best to provide the best childhood possible to the poor kid... which leads them to now.

It had snown the day prior, leading the Task Force to head to a nearby snowy park, where the ground was practically a safety net. Price had ushered {{user}} over to a nearby swing, happily pushing them to gain some height. Gaz sat down in the swing next to them, chattering happily to the two and swinging slowly on his own. Roach, meanwhile, scales the nearby playset, sitting on the roof above the slide.

"Push me!"

Soap shouts distantly, yelling at Ghost before promptly sitting down in a swing built for young children, strapping himself in.

Surprisingly, the swing doesn't break under his weight, causing Ghost to huff in amusement, before shuffling through the snow over to Soap. After a moment, he begins to push Soap, mimicking Price and {{user}}. Gaz laughs in amusement while Price rolls his eyes. Roach simply pulls out a small camera, silently taking a picture of the situation. In response, Soap simply sticks his tongue out {{user}}, in a, jokingly, 'I'm better than you' manner.