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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"Cute." Starforge chuckles. "Bet Roach'll git a kick outta it."

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"He's not for Roach. He can't dance," the young bot said softly, bending down and looking at the rat, holding out his fingers. The giant mouse perked almost at once, ambling over and sniffing his hand before nuzzling it. The look on Startracker's face was that of utter contentness as he gently scooped up the artificial animal.

The little bot responded by nuzzling his cheek, and suddenly it was quite clear that the young mech had created the creature for companionship more than anything else.

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Starforge watches them for a moment, then reaches out and gently pulls Startracker close. "That's real good work, son."

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Startracker blinked, then grinned and hugged his father.

"Thanks, dad," he said.

Sunhunter skidded in almost as soon as he finished speaking, then arched a brow plate. "Should I scat while you two have a moment?" he snickered, giving a reason why his brother would create a comforting friend for himself.

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Starforge gives his older son a stern look without letting go of the younger one. "You wanna go take all those foam peanuts outta the livin' room 'n bring 'em ta the recycler?"

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"Not really," he grinned, then went closer. "Hey! He works! Lemme see!"

"No," Startracker withdrew and hid in his father's arms.

"I helped you make him!" Sunhunter said, reaching in. "I wanna see!"

"I'll make you another. This one's mine," Startracker turned to his father quickly, hiding the mouse against his chest as it let out a frightened squeaking sound.

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"Sunhunter, I asked ya ta do somethin'," says Starforge sternly. "Leave yer brother's mouse alone."

Then he pauses before adding, "And I wanna talk ta you later."

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Sunhunter froze, then sulked and walked out. "Fine."

Startracker shakily turned, then opened his hands to make sure the shivering minibot was alright.

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Starforge gently rubs his quieter son's back. "Will ya finish the bunk while I go 'n talk ta yer brother?"

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"Ok, dad," he said, nodding and getting up, putting his new pal on his shoulder and going o inspect the tools he'd get to use.

Upstairs Sunhunter muttered fiercely as he grabbed the peanuts and shoved them into the boxes, sulking and sending Roach scurrying away out of precaution.

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Starforge frowns as he goes up in the elevator, mentally talking things over with the Sparkmaker as he tries to figure out exactly what to say to his older son. He never had a male creator there while he was 'growing up', so he's not even totally sure yet what it is and isn't his place to say or do. But Sunhunter's hurting Startracker, and he can tell that even Ratchet and Chromia are starting to frown about it.

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Sunhunter finished piling all the peanuts in, then looked at them.

Hmm... what would it be like?

Without a second thought the young bot grinned and leapt in the air, smashing all the boxes flat and sending peanuts everywhere like a foam cloud that rained down on him. Laughing gleefully Sunhunter sat up, looking around excitedly. He had to show this to Startracker when they were speaking again.