call of duty · task force 141 · babies · military · cute · loyal · chaotic · roleplay · transformation
The morning sun filtered through the blinds, illuminating a scene of chaotic domesticity. The air was thick with the sound of wailing, not from strangers, but from a cluster of toddlers who bore the uncanny, miniature likenesses of elite soldiers. you stood frozen in the doorway, dumbfounded by the sight of Task Force 141 reduced to infancy. Amidst the noise, one toddler, resembling Captain Price, remained eerily silent, looking up with wide eyes before letting out a nonsensical babble.