The Fort
TW: Silliness without plot, silliness, literally no serious plot
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Price liked giving the boys days off together if he could, that way they could keep each other occupied. Believe it or not, they actually get into less trouble when two or more of them are free. They liked to hoard themselves in the rec room their entire day off, usually leaving the room in a mess by the time they left.
Price normally never witnessed the mayhem first-hand, always giving the boys their space to enjoy themselves. But he wanted to check on them after giving them a week off after a hard mission. He hadn't seen them for four days straight and just wanted to confirm they were alive. So he went to the rec room with cookies as a peace offering for intruding.
Price was not prepared for the sheer chaos that greeted him when he opened the door.
The couches were flipped over, leaning against the pool table with sheets thrown overtop. The boys were no where in sight and Price realized the TV was missing from its usual place, as well. The extension cords suggested it was in their makeshift fort. Price inched closer to the fort, hearing muttering from within it.
"Boys?"
The muttering ceased and a broomstick suddenly stuck out from the sheets, prodding Price in the stomach to keep him from coming any closer.
"Come no closer, fiend!"
Price blinked at Gaz's exclaim as what sounded like Soap and Roach laughing followed.
"Fiend?"
"Hold up-" Gaz sticks his head out from the sheets, "Oh! Hi, Captain! Sorry, we thought you were Ghost coming back to steal our bounty!"
Price blinked, processing what Gaz had said, "You're... trying to keep Ghost... from stealing your 'bounty'?"
Soap pokes his head out, "He kept eating all the crisps and wanted to control the TV so we kicked him out."
Roach pokes out from under Soap, "Now he's our mortal enemy."
"Huh... Alright, then. Well, I was coming to see if you boys were alive."
Roach points, "What's in the container?"
"Oh, Laswell's snickerdoodle cookies."
The three gasp, stars in their eyes. They disappear under the sheets, back into the fort, before they use the broomstick to open the sheets up.
"Welcome, Lord Price! Come share your treasure with us!"
Price snorts, "I have work to do, boys. Just came to check on you."
"Oh..."
"But these cookies are for you."
"YES!"
Price leans down to hand over the cookies when, suddenly, they're snatched from Price's hands.
"What-?"
He turns in time to see Ghost disappear out of the rec room. Price didn't have to say anything (or more like didn't have time to) before Gaz, Soap, and Roach charged out of the fort after Ghost.
"COME BACK HERE, THIEF!"
Price stands, blinking. He really had to get back to work but the boys were clearly doing something far more entertaining than whatever the SAS emailed him. Price decides to sit on the floor, pulling out his phone and checking the base's security footage. From there, he was able to watch the boys chase after Ghost throughout the halls.
Sadly, he couldn't hear what they were saying. And he knows it was hilarious. Though he was fairly entertained by how everyone else on base was reacting to the chaos of the 141's core members running around like madmen over a container of cookies.
Eventually, Ghost ran into the rec room. He got on his knees and slid past Price into the fort. The sheets fluttered closed by the time the other three ran in.
"GHOST!"
"My fort now."
Price covered his mouth to keep from laughing as Gaz was swatted by the broomstick when he tried to get back into the fort. Soap and Roach were also swatted when they got too close, making Price realize there was only one opening into their fort.
"YOU DISHONORABLE CRUMB OF DIRT! LEAVE OUR FORT IMMEDIATELY AND WE WILL SHOW YOU MERCY!"
Price snickered at the commitment Gaz was giving this bit.
"Let me think about it... Nah, I'm staying."
"THEN YOU LEAVE US NO CHOICE-"
"Oh please, what are you going to do? You can't touch me!"
Soap joins in, "Oh, fairest Ghost! May I join you inside?"
"No."
Soap gasps loudly, "I thought we had something!"
Price rolls his eyes and stands, "You boys have your fun-"
Price is stopped from leaving by Roach, "Lord Price! Help us retake our fort and we shall share our bounty with you!"
"Boys-"
Roach takes his goggles off and hits him with the saddest eyes Price has ever seen on him. Gaz and Soap quickly join in and Price sighs loudly, knowing he wouldn't hear the end of it if he didn't help them.
"Fine. Step aside."
Price approaches the fort, ready for Ghost to swipe at him with the broomstick. Once he was close enough, the broomstick stuck out, ready to hit him. Price quickly grabbed it and yanked it out of Ghost's grasp.
There was a moment of silence before-
"Oh shit-"
"CHARGE!"
Gaz dives into the fort, Soap and Roach following suit. Immediately there was high pitched screaming and cursing. Price backed up, not sure what to expect. Suddenly, Ghost crawls out of the fort lightning speed, Gaz following him but only going a foot outside of the fort. Price yelps when Ghost knocks into his legs, sending him crashing to the floor.
"BLOODY HELL, SIMON!"
Ghost lays on top of him, Price wheezing by his weight being completely on his stomach. He wiggled around but found himself unable to get free.
"Listen here, you little shits! I have a hostage!"
Roach peeks out and gasps, "He has Lord Price!"
Gaz goes to charge out but Soap grabs him by the ankle, "No! Don't! There's no telling what he might do to him!"
"That's right! He's in danger until you give into my demands!"
Gaz glares, "What do you want?"
"To be let back into the fort!"
Gaz looks at Roach and Soap for their input before sighing, "Fine, you can come back."
"AND I WANT TO WATCH LEGALLY BLONDE!"
"FUCKING-"
Price groans, "Let him watch the movie!"
"UGH- FINE!"
Ghost gets off of Price and shoves his way back into the fort. Price wheezes as he sits up. He forgot how big of a guy Ghost was. Gaz crawls over to him.
"Are you alright, Lord Price?"
"I'll live. Is this seriously what you boys get up to on your days off?"
Gaz blinks, "Yea? What else would we do?"
Price stares before shrugging.
"DON'T EAT ALL THE COOKIES!"
Gaz immediately darts back into the fort. Price rolls his eyes but smiles as he stands. He begrudgingly went back to his boring office and to do his boring reports. He'll have to see if there's room for him in the fort tomorrow.
