TF-'verse. Nellis AF base. Moving in

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Starforge looks up from where he's building a bunk in one of the spare rooms of what will be he and Arcee's new quarters. "Hunter! Knock it off. Now."

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He hunkers down and takes it to carefully turn it over in his hands. "This what ya did with the stuff Ratchet gave ya?"

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He slowly nodded.

"N' some stuff that was left over from the buildin'. Me n' Sunhunter looked in the trash trucks before they left," he mumbled. "I haven't even turned him on yet."

He stared at the floor, then slowly glanced up, fearfully. "Are... are you gonna take him away?"

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Starforge turns it over again, then shakes his head and hands it back. "Nah. That ain't no danger. Jus' don't bring in anymore 'a the real thing, alright?"

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The boy looked immensely relieved as he took it, holding it carefully. "I won't, dad, I promise!"

He set it on the floor, then blinked and looked up at his father, looking excited and nervous. "Wanna see if it works?"

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"Sure." He grins, resting his arm on his knee.

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Startracker beamed, then carefully put a tiny, straightened paperclip behind the neck joints of the robot, fiddling for a moment before there was a tiny clanging sound. A moment later the robot twitched, then sat suddenly on its hind legs, turning its head for a moment before lifting a paw and scratching at its cheek.

"It works!" Startracker breathed, amazed.