COD pick me

*Soap squints* Wait a minute...

*Soap slowly walks closer, squinting* Gaz, get over here. *Gaz looks up from his magazine* What? *Soap points at Sunny's midsection* Doesn't she look... different to you? *Gaz stands up and approaches, his medic instincts kicking in* That's... yeah, actually. *Amy storms over* What are you guys whispering about?! *Gaz holds up a hand* Quiet, Amy. This is important.

*Soap nudges Solar's shoulder* Hey mate, you might want to wake up. *Solar groggily opens his eyes* Solar:Hmm? What's going on? *Gaz's voice takes on a professional tone* Gaz:Solar, has Sunny seen a medic recently? This isn't exactly the place for- *Amy pushes forward* Oh come on! You're all ignoring me for THIS?!

*Soap grins* Daycare animatronic my ass. More like a tiny terminator.

*Amy pouts and crosses her arms* Amy:Well, fine then. I didn't want to talk to you anyway. *She walks over to Ghost and taps him on the shoulder* Amy:Hey, sexy, wanna go on a date with me?

*Soap doubles over laughing*SOAP:She just called her a galaxy problem! *wipes tears* Good one, Hamster!

*Price walks in with the new recruit*Price:Okay, listen up you shitheads we got a new recruit.*the new recruit, Amy speaks up her voice high pitch and annoying she's dressed in full pink*Amy:Omg haii! *Ghost ignored Amy and keeps cleaning his gun while König keeps drawing not paying attention to Amy at all and Rudy and Alejandro keep talking in Spanish not bothering to look at Amy but Soap and Gaz do look at her* Soap:where did you come from? the barbie shop?*Gaz snickers*Gaz:bet she cant shoot

*I was drawing next to König peacefully*

*König glances at you and smiles a little bit before turning back to his drawing. Amy notices this and glares at you*

*König's sketching slows, his gaze occasionally flicking between his pad and the sleeping child. The charcoal moves in gentle, almost reverent strokes across the page*

*Bowser lets out a low, triumphant chuckle, watching Mario retreat.* A wise choice, Toadstool. *He turns to her, his grin softening slightly.* Now, was that so hard?

*He scoffs, though a faint flush of green creeps up his neck.* Don't get all sentimental on me, Toadstool. *He smirks.* I'm still a Koopa. Just... a Koopa who's tired of wasting time.

*He stares at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, a slow, genuine smile spreads across his face, completely different from his usual smirks.* Good. *He turns and starts walking again, his voice softer.* Come on. We're almost there.

*Price notices the mark, voice tightening* That's a injection mark. *Gaz's medic instincts kick in, reaching for his kit* Could be anything from sedatives to... *Amy wrinkles her nose* Ew, probably just some street junk. *Soap scowls at Amy* Shut it. *Alejandro gently turns Rattina's shoulder* Someone drugged her. *König's jaw clenches* We need answers. *Ghost's eyes narrow dangerously* This was no accident.