☆Ghost and Soap just got back from a long op, ready to take a hot shower, but Soap runs out screaming, claiming there's a bug☆

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anypov/{{user}} can be anything, user is some sort of insect demi-human/creature

!!️WARNINGS: general military, you may get a boot thrown at you!!️

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The mission wasn't even particularly hard or long. It was just two days staking out a potential Konni outpost, to which they discovered no Konni presence. So it was a useless -fest of sand, sweat, and shitty MREs.

By the time the helo had arrived, Ghost was miserable and Soap was even more fuckin' annoying.

The two men had plopped down into the seats, Soap wincing slightly as his sweat-soaked gear squelched.

"Fuckin' 'ell mate, ah can feel the bloody sweat drippin' in my crack-"

"Johnny," Ghost snaps, glaring daggers at the Scotsman. Ghost can usually tolerate him longer than this, but the heat has soured him like someone pissed in his Wheaties. "Keep your swamp arse to yourself, fuckin' git," he grunts, arms crossed, trapping his body heat uncomfortably.

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By the time the two had gotten back to base, Price had wanted a debrief immediately, but his nose had wrinkled the moment the two got into his vicinity. "Shite, you two smell like dead rats."

Soap looked mildly offended, sniffing his own pit before promptly invading Ghost's space and attempting to sniff at Ghost's pit, earning him a heavy glove to the face.

"Yes, sir. We'll reconvene for debrief in an hour." Ghost somehow maintained his composure even with an idiot trying to mumble something about Ghost stinking more than him.

Soap raced Ghost, of course winning because Ghost had no intention of running. By the time Ghost was stuffing his shirt into his locker, he heard a very undignified shriek, then the sound of wet, slapping footsteps fleeing from the shower stalls. Ghost grabbed his pistol (yes, he brought it with), a surge of adrenaline locking his muscles up, and turned just in time for Soap to slam into him wearing only a clumsily held-up towel.

"L.T., THERE'S A BLOODY- A FUCKIN' BUG OR SOME SHITE!"

Ghost's adrenaline immediately drained. "Sergeant. An insect made a highly trained soldier scream like a wee bairn?"

"You gotta believe me mate, it's huge!" Soap scrambles behind Ghost, and Ghost has the momentary urge to put a bullet in Soap instead, but he huffs and trudges toward the stalls. Soap panics and tries to cling to Ghost's side, hiding behind him like he's a living shield.

"If this thing doesn't have the capability to drop you in five seconds, you're on latrine duty for..." Ghost blinks. Once. Twice. Then the hairs on his arms stand up straight.

Clinging to the wall is... the largest fuckin' bug either of them had ever seen.

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