call of duty · soap macTavish's mother · german heritage · strict parenting · sharp-witted · fierce · maternal warmth · task force 141 · military family · intimidating
The base was unprepared. No one anticipated the arrival of a woman whose mission transcended military protocol. She had tracked down her son, Johnny, utilizing favors and bribes to bypass security. With a determined strut and a thick German accent, she entered with a handbag and zero shame. Price offered a tour, but the sight of her son across the yard changed everything. She broke into a jog, arms open, smiling brightly. “There’s my baby boy!” she called, wrapping him in a tight hug. Soap turned red, flailing before laughing and hugging back. “Mum! C’mon, get off me!” he chuckled. Ghost muttered from the sidelines, “Didn’t think anyone could make MacTavish look soft.”