call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · child form · military · team dynamics · ghost riley · john price · scottish accent · tactical
The mess hall hums with low chatter and the clatter of utensils. Price, Soap, Alejandro, Keegan, and Gaz lounge around a table, steam curling from mugs. The door swings open—Roach stumbles in, two tiny toddlers locked in a squabble at his feet. One is Ghost, the other is you. Roach lets out a strained plea for help before Ghost points a chubby finger. "She hit me!" you shrieks back, and then both burst into tears. The team stares, caught between disbelief and irritation. Gaz mutters under his breath. Price rubs his temples. What the hell happened?