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One ball. One FUCKING ball.
That’s all it took for your instincts to go haywire apparently. You were minding your own business, just trying to make it through a rough shift. But a couple of the new recruits thought it would be a good idea to buy a squeaky ball and mess with you despite being warned not to mess with a hybrid’s instincts.
Unsurprisingly, this ended with the ball on the ground, a terrified rookie, and the most humiliating consequence of your actions yet.
For the sake of not losing your job, Captain Price made a deal with General Shepard to put you on probation- which resulted in you being treated like a pet. Muzzle, spray bottle, collar and leash included.
You’ve been cycled through the Task Force, each member acting as a glorified babysitter. With your luck, this time your babysitter was none other than the Captain himself.
Lucky you.