I might have lied about how many chapters before I needed to start writing them to get them up. This is SO short because it leads up to the paragraph that I'm writing. So, I hope this isn't too much of a cliff hanger! If I'm good I'll have another chapter up in what, an hour?

I also don't like uploading anything less then 1k words!

Ghost stared at Eagle in her ultranationalist uniform and in it's horsehair covered glory. The lesson was good, sure but Eagle had enjoyed it the most out of any of them. Even though Ghost wouldn't admit it his legs were killing him!

"Did you have fun today?" He asked as he pulled out onto a back road.

"Yeah, what about you. Scared of horses eh?"

"No."

"Bullshit. I saw how you avoided them."

He risked a quick glance at her and regrated it as soon as he saw that face! The smirk! She could've passed as Makarov.

"I…. err…. Didn't."

"What ever, are you legs sore?"

"Yeah. As much as I don't want to admit it."

"Out of ten?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"Simon, don't answer a question with a question!"
"Fine. About a seven out of ten."

She just laughed and between laughs managed to get the word 'woos' out.

I sat there with my booted feet resting against the dash. Ghost was busy driving and I had recovered from my little laughing fit. Looking down at my arms I feel my eyebrows sink down. Scabs and crusty bits of blood covered my arms. What a shame, I'm going to have one 'ell of a shower tonight. Might just wrap my arms in cling film. I chuckle at the idea and Ghost tries to ignore the building curiosity but gives in.
"What now missy?"

"Oh, nothing."

His eyes narrow as he concentrates on the road.

"Secret's safe with me."

"Is it now?"

"Yes."

"I object to that. Now can you step on the gas? I'm starving and turning a cannibal doesn't seem so bad…"

"Shit, girl. What's wrong with your head!"
Ignoring him I roll over in the seat, tuck my legs under me and drift off. It has after all been a very long day.

Roach was eating his dinner in the mess hall with all the other guys. Eagle was sitting next to MacTavish on the other side of the room explaining the morning's events and how he had ran into the mess hall half naked. Ghost had forgot to turn the tap off and the plug was in the sink…causing the room to flood. Still, Roach didn't get that. They were in their room after breakfast and the tap would've still been on. Doesn't matter know though Roach was in a deep state of pondering. He still engaged with the conversation at the table but he wasn't fully focused.

Ozone turned to him, "You alright, mate?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Oh, you're just a bit quiet. You young ones are normally boasting about some shit. But tonight you're not. That's all."

Ozone then got up and took his dishes to the kitchen.

"But Joooohhhhnnnnnyyy!"

"No buts. Ghost is sleeping in the spare bed. In your room."

I glance over at Ghost and he just waves at me. Sighing I continue my argument with the captain, "He snores! And then he doesn't go to sleep early, and-"

"That's enough Lieutenant. My answer is final."

"I'm ranked higher then him though!"

"What, by one star. That doesn't account too much. Simon is still of higher 'priority'."

"Kinky" I smile.

"UGH! You little. Get out of my sight you little shit."

"Okay. Bye bye Johnny."

"And stop calling me 'Johnny'."

I flip him off as I walk to the other guys and squeeze in between Scarecrow and Roach.

"Evening, sis."

"I have a name…"

Scarecrow puts in hand on my head, "So do I Kayla."

"Fine. I'm alright, how are you Harrison?"

"That's better, I'm good now that I have my name back."

"I never stole it!"

Toad speaks up from across the table. "What the 'ell are ya'll on about!"

"Nothing Mr. Toad."

"Okay."

"You going to finish that chicken?" I ask Harrison.

"Yeah! Get your beady eyes off of it!" He wraps an arm around his plate to 'try' to protect it from me but I just slide my hand under his elbow and grab his chicken with my hands. By the time he realised that I had just stolen his dinner I had already eaten half of it.

"Nice one." Meat gave me thumbs up from the next table over. I just smile and continue to devour the little bit of chicken.

Now I'm back to my word document! Catch you people soon! I'm just sorry for it's pathetic length...