Ghost was sitting in the pitiful kitchen of the 141 headquarters, reading a book that he had recently bought on his free-time.
Roach was silently creeping up on the unsuspecting Ghost. Roach kept his back on the wall, not making a noise. Gary had bought an air-horn to scare the living shit out of Simon at any time he wanted.
Once Sanderson had gotten right behind Ghost, he put the horn right next to Ghost's ear... and made the most horrifying sound you can ever think of. Ghost threw his book in the air, stood up, fell over onto his back, and started growling at Roach.
"FUCKIN' WANKER. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!"
Roach fell onto the hard, wood floor laughing his ass off.
"Laugh all you want, Pal. I'm gonna get you soon." Ghost said, picking up his book and sitting back down.
Then, Soap ran into the room and said "What the bloody hell is all this noise?"
"I scared the shit out of Ghost." Roach said, before exploding into laughter.
Soap chuckled and looked at Ghost.
"What'd he do?"
"He bought one of those fucking Air-horn things." Ghost answered.
Soap smiled and began to laugh.
"You two are assholes." Ghost said as he picked up his book and stormed up the stairs.
Soap walked over to Sanderson and helped him up.
"You've got to let me have a try with that thing." Soap said, laughing a bit.
"Do it at night. He'll be so pissed!" Gary said.
Gary handed MacTavish the air-horn and watched him walk upstairs to his room with it.
"Ghost'll probably kill him." Gary said, chuckling.