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A Dreadful News

Figured that posting mostly incorrect quotes of our lovely Task Force 141 and Los Vaqueros (+ El Sin a.k.a cartel momm– I mean Valeria Garza) is too easy. So I figured to do something new to challenge myself.

Also, this is my first time(ish) to do a full paragraph story/image/one shot/whateverthisis. So the explanation of the actions or the plot of the story may or may not confuse you.

This is gender neutral by the way. Happy reading.

Oh and by the way, be ready to cringe because English is not my mother tongue.

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The Task Force 141 fortunately finished a successful mission. They have carefully eliminated the threat that could’ve doom half of the living things on Earth. To celebrate their hard work, all Task Force 141 members, including Laswell, decided to throw a picnic lunch party somewhere in a park. (Y/n) recommended a park, a particularly park where they always go for their daily run before going on a mission.

When (Y/n) first discovered the park, they were surprised of how It looked so undisturbed. As if no one has been there before. Because of this, (Y/n) found this park suitable for a rowdy, yet lovable, bunch.

Soap thought that he was to arrive first as the park seems to be empty. Heck, he even thought he went to the wrong park. But as it turns out, he was in the right park and that (Y/n) was already there. As he gets closer to the early bird, Soap smiled and raised a hand to greet them but stopped himself as he sees the serious expression that they have on their face.

(Y/n)’s elbows are on their lap, mimicking a pillar. Their hands were locked together and are used to bury their nose. Soap furrowed his brows, wondering what could be bothering them. Being closer as he was before, Soap called out to them.

“Hey (N/n)!” Soap called out. Their head perked up.

What’s with the serious face? Thought that this was supposed to be a joyous day?” Soap said and stopped right next to them. (Y/n) sighed and closed their eyes, finally letting their hands down but still kept their elbows on their lap.

“Johnny boy,” (Y/n) replied, “you might want to sit down for this…”

And so he did.

*10 mins later*

Gaz thought that he was to arrive first as the park seems to be empty. Heck, he even thought he was on the wrong park. As it turns out, he was in the right park and that (Y/n) and Soap were already there. As he gets closer to the early birds, Soap smiled and raised a hand to greet them but stopped himself as he sees the serious expression that they have on their face.

(Y/n)’s elbows were on their lap, mimicking a pillar. Their hands were locked together and are used to bury their nose. Soap’s posture copied them. Gaz furrowed his brows, wondering what could be bothering them. Being closer as he was before, Gaz called out to them.

“(Y/n)! Soap!“ Gaz called out. The two’s head perked up.

“What’s wrong? Thought that this was supposed to be a joyous day?” Gaz said and stopped right next to them. Soap sighed and closed his eyes, finally letting his hands down but still kept his elbows on his lap.

“Well Gaz, you might want to sit down for this.” Soap said.

And so he did.

*5 mins later*

“Where are they?” Price, Ghost, and Laswell walked through the park. The food felt heavy on their hands. (Y/n) had gone ahead with the paper plates, plastic spoons, forks, and cups.

“Are we even on the right park?” Price questioned as he looked around the empty park.

“Well, this is the address (Y/n) sent,” Laswell said putting her phone on her pocket “We should look further.”

Price and Ghost nodded and continued to go further the park. Finally, they see the three troublemakers. Surprisingly, they weren’t goofing around as they always been when they were put together. Instead, the three were sitting on a bench with a serious expression. Their elbows were on their lap, mimicking a pillar. Their hands were locked together and are used to bury their nose.

This worried Price. He didn’t want to admit it, but he prefer to see them goof around than being serious. Even after a successful mission.

“(Y/n)! Soap! Gaz!” Price called out. The three’s head perked up.

“Why are you three looks so serious?” The captain questioned as he stopped right next to the three. Ghost and Laswell behind him.

Gaz sighed and closed his eyes, finally letting his hands down but still kept his elbows on his lap. His head dipped between his shoulders, avoiding eye contact.

“Well, captain, you might want to sit down for this.” Gaz said, his head still dipped between his shoulders.

Price looked behind him. Making an eye contact with Ghost and Laswell. Laswell shrugged while Ghost stood there, they were worried as well but didn’t want to show it. Price nodded and sat down on the empty space next to Gaz, putting the warm goodies on his lap.

As he sat down, he could’ve swore that the two beside Gaz snorted but was covered by coughing.

“Well,” Price insisted “Get on with it.”

Gaz cleared his throat

“The bench is freshly painted…”

Silence

The captain was flabbergasted. Laswell was amused, but hid her expression by looking away. Ghost pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering a ‘fuckin’ hell’ under his breath. (Y/n), Soap, and Gaz.. Well.. They’re breathing heavily to avoid from laughing, the sound of snorting could be heard from them from the attempt.

End Point

Bonus

“RUN AWAY!” (Y/n) shouted while laughing

Soap and Gaz followed behind them, laughing as well.

“GET YOUR BLOODY ASSES BACK HERE NOW!” Price shouted, chasing after them.

Laswell and Ghost stayed behind to set up the food, enjoying the energy that the three had created. They needed the laugh.

“HAVE MERCY ON US, CAPTAIN!”

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The fresh painted bench is base on a incorrect quote