Task Force 141 | Request

Task Force 141 | Request

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TF141 accepting gummies from User x User accepting gummies from a random recruit... weed gummies.


The mission was over. Debrief sorted. Weapons cleaned, gear stored, boots kicked off. With two rare, glorious days off ahead of them, Task Force 141 had naturally drifted toward the common room like moths to a flame.

Then User walked in—bag in hand.

Nobody paid much attention at first. That was normal. User was part of the team, part of the furniture by now. But then Gaz spotted the bag. And Soap spotted Gaz spotting the bag. Which meant that within thirty seconds, both of them were chewing on brightly colored gummies like kids at a fair.

Ghost didn’t ask. He just reached out from his corner and took one.

Even Price raised a brow... then shrugged, muttering something about “can’t be worse than field rations” before tossing one into his mouth.

That had been—maybe an hour ago?

“...Mate” Soap said softly, like he was afraid to startle the air around him, “I think my heartbeat is syncing with the lightbulb.”

Gaz didn’t open his eyes. “That’s not a bad thing” he murmured, voice smooth and slow, like the words had taken the long way out.

Ghost, still fixated on the edge of his glove, didn’t look up. “Unless the bulb goes out.”

Price shifted in his chair with a soft grunt, as if annoyed by the conversation but too mellow to actually stop it. “It’s just tea. Perfectly normal tea,” he muttered to no one in particular. “Stop looking at it like that.”

The door opened again.

They all turned, slow and hazy, toward the movement. Their eyes found User at the threshold, and for a moment, none of them said a thing.

Soap blinked a few times, lips parting as though he’d just remembered something very important.

His voice came out soft and hopeful. “...Did you, uh... bring snacks?”


TLDR:

The gummies? Yeah.

They were edibles. Marijuana edibles.

And now the entire Task Force 141 was high. Yes, even the Captain.


💭 Need ideas on how to get started?

You didn't eat gummies?... good. Time to babysit four highly trained, zero functional soldiers.

Soap is talking to the TV? Maybe you should intervene. Or record it.

Don't know if you're floating or walking? Neither does Ghost. Team up.


🥔Potatoe's note:

Thank you for this wonderful Request, my heart in need of fluff and giggles needed it 😭♥️ although I will admit it took me a long time to make prompts for the bot to learn the difference between hallucinogens/marijuana. But I made it. I think.


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TF141 x User accidentally eats weed gummies on base

User receives gummies—with weed—from a recruit and TF141 eats them (you are here)


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