I own nothing! characters are owned by Infinity Ward Don't sue me please Same with the soccer teams!
And for the record, this is not a slash story!- The author
Date: September 21, 2014
Location: Task Force 141 base, North of Credenhill
Vacation. Most of the task force loved it. Roach would stay up and watch movies at night, prank
the other men. Ghost would moan around, and throttle Roach for pranking him, with said
pranks including placing him on a raft and send it to the middle of the lake, write '' I can you take
the 10 foot pole out of my arse?'' on the back of his jacket, etc. Meat would stay in bed and lounge
around. Scarecrow would go out at night and not come back until the police escorted him home with a
court date. Me? Well, I would be knee-deep in paper work, half asleep at a desk. One day Roach comes
along and says with his back turned to me, ''Boy it's so good to have a life whilst another sod is
drowning in paper work! Oh Soap, didn't see you there.'' ''Sod off Roach.'' I said back. ''Come on
Soap, have some fun.'' He said. ''I can't if I don't finish this work, Shepherd will cut off me bollocks,
and with him, I wouldn't be surprised if he did.'' Roach thought for a minute. ''You know what,
you need some time off, why don't I help you with that work.''
''Are you sure Roach ?'' ''Positive, now go have some fun like a human and not a bookworm''
With that I left the office with the door shutting behind me. Finally I get to have some fun! I got
a bus ride into town. I walked to my usual pub . I took a seat at the bar and ordered a shot of whiskey.
I slowly sipped it every so often. Ten minutes later a bunch of crazed 21 year English college men
burst in sporting the colors and jerseys of the Glasgow Club. At least the bastards had a good taste in
English football teams. I decided to stay for the game. Glasgow 3 Chelsea 4.
God dammit. They win when I'm not watching the game, and when I do watch the game, they lose.
Ugh it could be worse, I could be lying on the ground with a knife in my chest. What's the likeliness
of that eh? I finished my pint and got up to go home. I placed a 20 pound bill on the bar and then went
outside, the cool might breeze going into my face. Too bad Price doesn't have hair to feel the wind go
through it. Just then I saw two police officers carrying Scarecrow by his arms into a cop car. He was yelling
''Soap bail me out please!'' I just sighed as the was driven to the station whilst he was banging
against the windows. I got a cab back to the base, and went to bed. The next day at breakfast I
asked Roach if he finished my paper work. He said yes, but laughed a second later. My eyes widened. I
ran back to the office to see stacks of paper work on the desk, blank and due in 10 minutes. I found a
sticky note on the desk. It read ''Suck it Bitch!'' Needless to say I screamed , and I quote,
''FUCKING BUG! '' Now I know why Ghost doesn't trust the bugger anymore than he would than
a Mexican and a fence.
