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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"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.