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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"And what, grandpa?" he asked, looking up at him with an eager face. It was clear that no matter what the old mech said, this youngster would hang off of every word.

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"Irritate Chromia too much." Which is why he's currently sleeping in the front courtyard of the hanger at night.

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"Oh," he said, thinking about that for a moment.

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"Prime, and even Ratchet, are better examples."

He's trying.

He's still a dork.

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He blinked, then slowly shrugged.

Maybe they were better examples, but they weren't who he looked up to.