It was a nice day outside. The sun was shining, and a light breeze blew in to make the grass sway. The perfect day- except a package came in the mail to the SAS base. No one knew who sent it, but its contents had everyone staying inside.

Price had just been on his daily walk on his day off, when he heard that they had mail, so he went to go pick it up.

"Mmm, that's good coffee." He liked it black, no other way. None of that sugar crap, that's what MacMillan had always said. As he got the package, it said on the label that it was for all of the SAS men. No specific name, just, "SAS men. Enjoy." And there was no return address. Price thought this was a bit weird, and he shook it a bit, and listened for beeping in case it was a bomb. He decided he wouldn't open it until everyone was together. Gaz would probably be mad at Price for about a week if he learned that Price hadn't waited for him.

"Oh yes, Gaz…" Price muttered. Gaz had been giving him some trouble lately. He's had an addiction lately, to some kind of fruit, but that's another story. And another author. Anyway, Gaz is the type to act like a child when he doesn't get his way, so it's best to just comply with him.

Price had finally made it back to the mess hall. He announced in that loud voice of his, "All right everyone, we have a package! We don't know who it's from, but it says it's for everyone, so gather 'round when you've finished eating and we'll see what's inside this little bugger!"

Everyone was excited. Soap however was a bit suspicious. "How do we know it's not from Makarov? Or MacMillan playing another one of his old-man jokes? They're never funny! Remember last time when he told Gaz that watermelon grew on trees, and he started chopping down every tree he saw just to see if it was true?" Gaz silently shed a tear as he remembered this.

"Listen mate, it's worth a shot, right? We'll let ol' Pricey open it so if anything happens, he'll be the one to get the joke played on him." Ghost chuckled. Unfortunately, Price can tell when someone is talking about him, so he went over to Ghost.

"Ghost, mate! I think after all your good deeds and achievements lately, you should be the one to open this box! You should be proud," he said to the now sulking Ghost. Soap laughed at him, when Griggs showed up just then.

"Hey guys, what's up?"

"Oh, not much, this package just came in for all of us," Nikolai said.

"Sweet! I haven't gotten a package since I was back home in the States," said Griggs.

Everyone was done eating by then. All except Gaz, who was savoring his piece of watermelon. He had now learned to make it last for about 2 hours if he needed to. So while Gaz munched away, Price handed the box to Ghost, and everyone was silent as he started to rip the packaging tape off. Very sneakily, Meat grabbed the tape off the table. He then proceeded to take the tape and wrap it all around Royce's face. Royce flailed around.

"What the hell! Meat, what are you doing?" He struggled, but it was no use. Meat had mummified Royce's head, but left his mouth and nose free to breath.

"What was the bloody point of that?" Royce yelled.

"Just a little bit of fun," Meat chuckled.

"Enough!" Price barked. "As amusing as that was, lets get back to the box!" Meat was then kind enough to free Royce's eyes so he could see. He glared at Meat, and plotted revenge.

Ghost had started to open the box, and found some bubble wrap covering something.

"DIBS ON THE WRAP," Roach yelled. "Um, I uh, just, want to wrap something later." Everyone then ignored him, because Ghost took the bubble wrap off, to find… an X-box 360?

"What the bloody hell is that contraption?" Price asked. He wasn't really caught up in the technology world. Griggs then gasped.

"Man, you don't know what that is? It's an X-box!" There were many gasps throughout the mess hall. Some of the men had owned one back home, but others had never owned one. Everyone gathered closer to gaze at it. In the box were all the attachments: controllers, headsets, you name it.

"See Soap, told ya it would be alright," Ghost nudged Soap. Soap had to agree, this was a pretty good package.

"But who sent it? And for what reason? Why would someone just give us an X-box? They're not exactly cheap," said Soap.

"Well, mate, we'll just have to ignore that fact and use it anyway!" Ghost said.

"WILL SOMEONE BLOODY TELL ME WHAT AN 'X-BOX' IS?" Price yelled.

"Oh, um, sir, an X-box is a type of gaming system, that lets you talk to other players with other X-boxes using these headsets here. You can play video games by yourself, or with the other players. It's really a lot of fun," Worm piped up.

"Video games, you say? You muppets should be runnin' the course instead of playing video games! But seeing as how someone took the time to send it to us, you all can set it up if you like. But just remember! If I catch you playin' these games when you're supposed to be doin' all your…war things… it won't be pretty!" Price ordered.

"Yes sir!" Everyone said. Then they all got to work setting it up.

About 4 hours later, it was finally ready. Everyone had argued and argued about what part goes where, and such. It took them 1 hour just to find an outlet! But finally it was ready, and everyone marveled at its beauty.

"Hey look mates, it looks like it came with a few games too!" Gaz said. He held them up for everyone to see. "It looks like we got… Call of Duty Modern Warfare… and Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2! Looks like fun!"

"I thought we were in a modern war…" Roach muttered.

"Chill, man, just play the game!" Griggs came up and patted Roach on the back.

"Alright, now who gets to play first?" Gaz asked. "It looks like the campaign itself is 1 player." Everyone wanted to play, but Soap got to be first. Everyone had a vote to see who goes first, and everyone voted for themselves, except Price. He really didn't care, so he just pointed to the first person he saw and voted for him, which happened to be Soap.

Everyone crowed around the X-box on the floor, watching Soap play. Even Price watched from his favorite chair. Then the game started up.

"50,000 people used to live here… Now it's a ghost town…"

"Hey! That sounds like Gaz, doesn't it?" said Griggs.

"No, I think it sounds more like Ghost." Said Roach.

"No, definitely Gaz," Meat said.

"I think it's Ghost, actually," Royce said.

"Would you guys shut the hell up!" Gaz and Ghost said at the same time, in the same tone, sounding like one person. Everyone was quiet, and then Soap continued playing.

"Hey Soap, what's your username anyway?" asked Griggs.

"im_an_awesome_dude456." Soap said.

"Uh, mate, that's pretty lame." Roach said.

"Shut up before I make you run 100 laps around the building!" He yelled.