" And then they held me down and forced me to ride the roller coaster." Roach mumbled miserably to Price. The two were sitting at eating at a nearby picnic table while Ghost and MacTavish were playing a shooting game with water guns. Well, Price was eating, Roach was sipping ginger ale and trying to puke again.

" Sounds like you want some revenge." Price responded in a devious voice.

" Yeah, but I have no idea how." The sergeant answered. He turned to Price to find the Captain grinning widely. He leaned close and whispered in Roach's ear.

" Ghost and Soap both hate clowns."

Roach's eyes went wide in realization. Price handed the younger man a twenty dollar bill and gestured towards a clown entertaining some children nearby.

" You get me?"

Roach nodded eagerly. This was going to be sweet.

Mean while…..

" God, you suck at this." Ghost announced with a laugh as MacTavish continued to miss all the targets with his water gun.

" Back seat shooting are we?" The captain asked playfully as he continued to miss the targets. When his time ran out he handed the vender another ticket and handed the gun to Ghost.

" You play, smartass."

MacTavishs jaw hit the floor when Ghost hit every target and one the grand prize, ten dollars.

" Proud of me sir?" The lieutenant asked sarcastically. He turned and found that his captain was staring to Ghosts right, eyes wide with terror.

" What?" Ghost asked, turning to follow MacTavishs gaze. His eyes also widened in horror. Inches from the Englishmen stood a clown, face all white with an evil smile. After a few seconds of frozen silence, both men bolted from the stand screaming, the clown laughing and screaming wildly at their heels.

" Oh my god that was fucking great!" Roach announced between bursts of laughter. Price nodded and snickered.

" Poor fools."

Once hour later….

" You know, I always thought you were just a grouchy old man. But, you are actually pretty cool." Roach announced as he watched in amazement as Price hit every target on a duck hunting game. Price laughed.

" And I always thought you were just some punk kid. But you are pretty cool yourself. Thanks for bringing me here."

Roach smiled.

" So, about that stuffed animal you said you wouldn't win me?"

Price laughed again as he finished the game. The vender instructed him to pick any stuffed animal he wanted from the shelf. Price picked a large purple elephant and handed it to Roach, who was about to thank him when a growl sounded behind them. Both men turned to find MacTavish and Ghost, who's cloths were covered with various stains and grime. They didn't look happy.

" What happened to you Muppets?" Price asked, eyebrow raised.

" We just hid in a dumpster for a half and hour." Ghost grumbled as he began to pick pieces of popcorn out of his shaggy blond hair.

" I think we should head home now, I need a shower." MacTavish murmured with a sigh. Roach held the stuffed elephant over his mouth to hide his giggling.

That night…

Ghost leaned against the stacked up pillows on his bed as he typed on his lap top. His eyes went wide when his captain walked into the room.

" What?" He asked. Ghost closed his laptop.

" I thought you were in your bed."

" And why pray tell would you think that?" MacTavish asked suspiciously. Ghost gestured towards the captains bottom bunk bed, were a lump in the form of a person could be seen under the covers.

" Price?" MacTavish asked as he slowly approached the bed. No answer. Curious, Ghost got out of his own bed and joined the captain. He sighed.

" Roach, I don't care how noisy your roommates are, you can sleep in here."

Silence. Both men looked at each other. This was weird.

" Alright Roach, come on." MacTavish said gently as he peeled back the covers.

" HAHA!" A clown screamed as it jumped up form the captains bed. A second jumped out from underneath Ghosts bed and did the same.

" BLOODY HELL!" Ghost screamed as he bolted out the door of the tent, MacTavish right behind him. Once both men were gone Price removed his clown mask.

" Good job, mate." He commented, holding out his hand. Roach removed his own mask and shook the older mans hand.

" I try sir, I try."