ME: Time for a Thanksgiving fanfic, staring Noble Team and Project Freelancer.
Carolina cursed as she finished the paperwork. It had been a long day, but now she could enjoy Thanksgiving break with her squad and one of their top rivals, a group of SPARTANs called Noble Team.
There was a knock at the door as she sent the completed reports to the Director via email. "Who is it?"
"It's me Agent," Carter-A259 replied.
"Come in Commander."
The SPARTAN walked into the room, tall and imposing even outside his armor. "I got some bad news I wanted to deliver personally Carolina."
She silenced a groan barely. "What is it sir?"
"We're out of turkeys."
"..." God Almighty... "With all due respect sir, you've gotta be shitting me!"
The man shook his head. "The store was literally all out, and that was after we discovered budget cuts resulted in a general shortage for the UNSCDF. But there is some good news."
The redhead smiled briefly, knowing that despite their differences Carter was an honest soldier...or sailor. "What is it Commander?"
"Agent Maine, along with Nobles Six and Seven, have gone to hunt for a few turkeys."
She shook her head and grimaced. "Maine? You picked Maine?!"
"Affirmative." Carter didn't see a problem with the intimidating Freelancer Agent. Brutal as he was, Maine would make sure whatever turkey they killed stayed dead. Plus he could only growl.
ME: How was that?