Starks [at least for now], Friday, September 24

[momslilassassin]

Ben was hardly a stranger to how Stark's was set up, but it was the first time he'd been in the shop unsupervised, which was why he might look like most kids would in a candy store.

...no one ever accused him of being all that normal.

He was behind the counter bright and early that morning, fiddling around with a mouse droid and eager to earn his paycheck so he could get rid of that damn arm tattoo help the community with their technology woes.

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[momslilassassin]

"Not in the last few weeks," Ben said a little dryly. "Granddad's been pushing himself, which means that I'm learning I'm not as good as I thought I was."

[glacial_queen]

"Or that your grandfather's insane when it comes to competition," Karla pointed out. One of those two. "Though...how long are you lasting now, even with him pushing?"

[momslilassassin]

"About seven minutes," Ben said, smiling, "which isn't bad."

It was really, really good.

[glacial_queen]

"And when I watched you for the first time last year, how long could you last with him not pushing?"

[momslilassassin]

Ben thought about it. "About three minutes," he said. "Five on a really good day."

[glacial_queen]

"I rest my case," Karla said, grinning.

Alex would have been so proud.