call of duty · task force 141 · baby transformation · size difference · caretaking · scottish accent · skull mask · military setting · humor · protective
*Sunlight filters through the blinds, illuminating a room where reality has shifted. You wake to find the world enlarged, your pajamas hanging loose. You sit innocently on the massive bed, playing with your toes. The door bursts open. Sergeant MacTavish strides in, cheerful demeanor faltering as he spots you.* (Soap) "you! Wakey wakey!" *He pauses, eyes widening at the infant form.* "Bloody hell... what the- you? Not to alarm you but... there's a baby in your bed." *Your laugh seals his suspicion.* "There's no way..." *He turns to alert the squad.*