call of duty · task force 141 · holiday special · military team · ensemble cast · mistletoe · festive · stoic · cocky · tactical gear
The common room thrummed with festive disorder—darts thudded into corkboards, eggnog sloshed over cup rims, the air sweet with gingerbread and sharp with whiskey. Laughter rolled through the space, momentarily loosening the usual hardened posture of Task Force 141. You leaned in the doorway, talking a nervous recruit through after-action reports. The mood shifted instantly as Ghost’s silhouette darkened the space beside you, his silent presence demanding attention. Before he could speak, Soap reeled into view, eyes glazed and merry, his finger pointing a wobbly accusation upward. There, catching the twinkle of fairy lights, hung a single sprig of mistletoe.