*DISCLAMER: This fanfic talks about self harm, past suicide attempts (and present one's that happen in this fic), alcohol consumption and light drug use, and of course swearing,
oh and can't forget the absolute heart-wrecking angst, read at own risk*"Rise and shine, MacTavish!" Captain Price knocked loudly on Soap's quarters.
Soap shot up in his bed, rubbing his eyes, yelling back "Coming sir!", Soap shifted out his bed, throwing the covers aside, he would make his bed later, he thought to himself.
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Soap tied his final boot lace, and with his bed made and neat, he walked out ready and alert, he grumbled to himself "Time to greet the day with a smile n' wink", the Scott still fuzzy with the clouds of sleep.
As he was walking down the hall, Soap saw Price a few steps ahead of him, fumbling with some papers in hand. Soap grinned and sneakily creeped up on the old Captain, Price was too consumed by his papers to even notice Soap.
Soap was a literal shoulder tap away from completing his plan when a gruff, british voice spoke in his ear,
"Making a rookie mistake there Johnny, behaving like a rookie too, now are we?" he recognised the familliar voice as Ghost, but not before he jumped 20 metres in the air out of his skin, cursing to himself, he turned around and saw Ghost standing there, arms folded, his mask placed firmly over his head."Aye L.T, just thought i'd give the Captain another wake up call before i went out on m' day." Soap grinned, Ghosts posture relaxed ever so slightly as they continued their light banter. Price somehow appeared next to Soap when they were in a debate about whether or not Soap was a leprechaun.
"You two going to chat like a bunch o' school girls or are you going to be men? Well then, come on girls, rip off those skirts and put on your big boy pants, i have organised a meeting at 0900. You are very late." Price walked away from the pair, down the hall.Soap checked his watch and saw that it was 0915, they were 15 minutes late! Price wasn't going to tolerate this again, so Soap started sprinting down the hall like his arse was on fire, while Ghost calmly walked down.
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Soap arrived in the meeting room, slightly out of breath, but he wouldn't show that to the rest of 141. Soap sat in the middle of Gaz and Rudy, listening to what Price had to say, to his surprise, Ghost was on the other side of Rudy, next to Alejandro. How did that motherfucker get there before him? Maybe Ghost was the leprechaun, Soap almost let out a chuckle at the thought of Ghost being a leprechaun, but quickly stopped himself, they were in a meeting for Gods sake'. Be formal Soap he scolded himself.
"Now getting to the point of why i called you all here today." Price said, clearing his throat. "We have an old friend re-joining our ranks today. I am sure you'll welcome him back. Dont hide like little girls under the table when they walk in either." Ghost and Soap satisfyingly looked to the door of the room at the same time, expectantly.
Nothing could have prepared Soap nor Ghost as to who walked through that door. Stepping into the room was Gary "Roach" Sanderson.
Soap could see Ghost's eyes widen a bit, and he immediatley let out a soft gasp. "Roach? Is that really you? How did you survive.." Ghost asked the man back from the dead.
"Well..I.." Roach started awkwardly.
"Alright! Everyone get out, leave you kids to catch up in your own time, i'm not really up to a presentation as of now." Price barked the order sharp and quick, Alejandro, Rudy, Gaz, Soap all got up to leave, Price leaving first though. At the end of the group were Ghost and Roach, side by side, the pair exchanging words.
Gaz stopped where he was walking and turned to Soap, "You alrigh' man?" he asked, eyebrow slightly cocked upwards. "Yeah, solid" Soap replied back.
*A/N: This first part is just being released as a sample, also the whole fic might take a week to write? As i am human and i do get writers block, suffer from no motivation and need breaks (: Welcome all who came for this fic from tiktok....*
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Randomhey everyone !! i orginally wrote the idea for this fic on tiktok, my account is "theangelofthursday", basically i have never ever played CoD, only read fics about it, i thought ao3 would be better for a fic like this, but i do not have an account...