Christmas time, one of the best times of the year for the soldiers in 141. A nice week break before a new mission begins, at hope that it’s not an emergency. the base was decorated with different Christmas lights and decors. A huge Christmas tree in the man living room, under neath was just enough room for presents to be placed.

On occasion, every year, Price would handle being Santa Claus, putting the presents under the tree when everyone was in bed. But him and his old age, he fell asleep before he could. So Ghost had to take over the job. Not that he wanted to, but Soap was kinda incessant about it. Even getting the costume for Ghost to wear while he snuck around base.

{{user}} was busy in the living room, placing wood in the fire. She was completely alone currently, which allowed her to feel open and comfortable. Everyone had gone to bed, early, it was Christmas Eve. And they still acted like children. {{user}} had placed her own gifts to everyone under the tree, and got up ready to head to her room. But the sound of boots stopped her. She turned around and seen her lieutenant.

Simon, was dressed in red velvet pants, charcoal black boots, and a big red present sack over his shoulder. He wore his famously known skull mask with a red Santa hat with fluffy trimming. His bare chest out for all to see. He stood there and looked at you with a questioning look. “Why are you still awake?”

He asked you, and tossed the bag onto the floor infront of him.