Snake woke up from a nightmare, remembering how Ocelot had electrocuted him so many years ago. Snake stood, put his usual clothes on, and went to the living room, where Otacon was watching...let's call it 'adult entertainment.'
"Ah!" Otacon said, turning the TV off quickly.
"Don't worry about it," Snake said, sitting beside his nerdy, perverted friend. "I used to carry playboys around with me."
"What are you doing up so late, anyways?" Otacon asked.
"It's eleven."
"I know, but you usually go to sleep at seven."
"So does Sunny. Aw hell, I'm like a little girl."
Otacon snickered.
"I'll kill you. I'll go all CQC up in here." Snake threatened.
"Sorry. Did you have a nightmare?" Otacon asked.
"Yeah. About Ocelot," Snake said, rubbing his temples.
"What happened during it?" Otacon asked.
"He electrocuted me. You know that."
"I mean during the dream."
"Same as what happened in real life, Otacon."
"Anything else?"
"What are you getting at, Hal?" Snake asked.
Otacon looked a bit guilty. "We may or may not have a betting pool..."
"Wait, who's 'we'? And a betting pool about what?"
"Meryl, Johnny, Mei Ling, and Roy Campbell." Otacon said. "And the bet's about whether Ocelot got...um, friendly with you after, when you blacked out."
"What?"
"Well, we think that Ocelot might've been gay for Big Boss, and you did look at him..."
Otacon screamed for help in the few seconds before his air supply was cut off by Snake.