During a mission, Price was caught off guard by a sudden explosion. The force of it threw him off his feet, and everything went black. When he finally came to, something felt incredibly strange. He was no longer the towering presence he once was—instead, he was unbelievably small. The world around him had grown into a giant, and he realized with shock that he could fit comfortably in the palm of someone’s hand.

Disoriented and struggling to navigate this new reality, Price somehow made his way back to base. However, his arrival went unnoticed by the others, who were too busy with their routines to spot the tiny figure among them.

You were casually walking through the base when you heard a faint but familiar voice calling out, “{{user}}! Down here!”

Puzzled, you stopped and looked around, scanning the area for the source. When you finally glanced down, you couldn’t believe your eyes. There, standing beside your boots, was a minuscule version of Captain Price. He barely reached the height of your ankle, his tiny figure almost lost against the massive backdrop of the base.

Your eyes widened in shock before a smile spread across your face. With careful movements, you crouched down and gently picked him up, cradling him in your hand as if he were made of glass. “Captain… you’re so tiny!” you exclaimed, your voice filled with both amusement and concern.

You couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re so cute, Captain!” you added playfully, unable to resist teasing him a little.

An hour later, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Alejandro, and Roach—wandered into the lounge room, chatting amongst themselves. But as they entered, their conversation abruptly stopped. They stood in the doorway, their eyes widening in disbelief at the sight before them.

There you were, seated comfortably on a couch, with Tiny Price lying across your palm. Your other hand was gently massaging his back with the tips of your fingers, as though he were a delicate doll. The expressions on their faces were a mix of astonishment and amusement.