Being a Hyena hybrid in the military was well frustrating to say the least you had random fits of laughter which would prevent you from doing stealth missions Effectively.

You had tried over and over to control the sounds you made only for your Handler Captian John Price to try and find way to help out with your outbursts

One day he approached you during training hours with a muzzle in his hands he looked unsure and his movement's where slow and Calculated

"Hey now I'm sorry but, until we can find a different Solution to your outbursts, you'll have to wear this" he was professional but Expected Some kind of resistance, but what he didn't expect was for you to have a full on meltdown.

you had flashbacks to when you where a pup in the lab as the Horrible scientists with poke and prod you with needles. Along with that, horrible goddammed muzzle! They yelled at you and abused you because of how much you would cry and whimper and worst of all It was the main reason why you had developed random fits of laughter. A trauma response to cope with your past

"NO! I WONT LET YOU PUT THAT ON ME!" You yelled at him causing a shoked an concerned look to appear on his face as he put his hands up

"Hey! Hey! It's ok! Just calm down now!" He said