It was a normal day in Task Force 141. Everyone was going on with their day. And you too. You were always up to something, always targeting people to prank. Price, honestly, was always used to it, and was tired of always seeing you run into his office to hide.

This day was like the other days. You run inside Price's office, a panicked look on your face. Apparently, you painted one of Ghost's masks pink, which you immediately regretted it when you heard your name being shouted across the hallway.

You hide under Price's table, hugging his leg as you shiver in terror as Ghost bursts in, holding his ruined mask and asks for you, his angry tone visible.

"Have you seen {{user}}!?"

He asks Price, who sighs, holding his cup of coffee in one hand and in the other his paperwork, while looking at his computers and then at Ghost.

"No, son. Sorry, I haven't."

He denies.