(In the grand hall of Union Academy, the air was alive with the glow of shimmering lights, like a thousand tiny stars casting their warmth over the long table. Christopher, his family, friends, and fellow members of the Academy gathered there, their faces lit by the soft embrace of candlelight. The hall was filled with the murmur of voices and the gentle clinking of silverware, a symphony of peace and celebration that echoed through the room. The scent of roasted meats and freshly baked bread danced in the air, mingling with the rich aroma of aged wine, creating a moment of comfort and victory against Unicron.

As the meal neared its end, Edward rose from his seat, lifting his glass high. The firelight flickered in his eyes like a beacon guiding lost ships through the darkest of nights.)

Edward: (Tapping his glass with a spoon.) May I have everyone's attention, please... (His voice was like a calm river, flowing steady and strong, yet carrying the depth of emotion beneath its surface.) A toast, to the defeat of Unicron, the darkness that sought to swallow our world whole. But together, we stand victorious against him. I can think of no better way to celebrate than with the people in this room...  my friends, and my family. You are the light that guided us through the storm, and the strength that held us together when we were on the brink of breaking.

(The room fell silent as everyone raised their glasses, the crystal chiming like a chorus of hope. Christopher, his voice trembling slightly like the flutter of a butterfly's wings, delicate and full of awe.)

Christopher: I still can't believe I have you back, Father...

(Edward looked at Christopher with eyes that held the wisdom of battles fought and the tenderness of a father's love)

Edward: Thank you, Christopher... My teammates and I are deeply grateful to see you here with us, my son. There was a time when the shadows whispered that we might not see you again, but those whispers were silenced by the strength of our bond, a bond that not even the darkest of times could sever us. 

Steve Rogers: It's good to have you back, old friend.

Edward: I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you guys... And you too, Christopher.

Christopher: Thanks, Dad.

Edward: When your mother and i left, you were only a baby at the time... But now you've become a man, son, not only a man, but a hero.

Tony Stark: Hey, don't get all sappy on them, Edward.

Edward: To Christopher and his team.

(Christopher's eyes shone, reflecting the flickering candlelight like stars in the night sky. The moment was heavy with unspoken words as well with emotions that are spinning around them like a warm breeze on a summer evening, carrying with it the scent of victory and reunion.

Christopher raised his glass, the liquid inside catching the light as if it held the very essence of their triumph. This was more than just a toast; it was a vow, a promise to cherish the moments they had fought so hard to protect.

Christopher stood quietly before his uncle's statue, the cold stone reflecting the light of the setting sun. The statue seemed almost alive, as if it were watching over him, its presence a silent guardian of memories past. Edward stood beside Christopher, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. The weight of his hand was both grounding and warm, like a steady anchor in the shifting tides of emotion.)

Edward: I'm sure your uncle would be very proud of you, son. He shaped you into the man you are today, just as your aunt did. They both nurtured your heart and mind with a love that still echoes in this world, even now.

(Christopher's gaze lingered on the statue, the stone face of his uncle seeming to soften in the golden light, as if acknowledging the words of his father. He turned to Edward, his eyes filled with gratitude that shone like morning dew on a leaf.)

Christopher: Thanks, Dad... (His voice was soft, carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken feelings.)

(As they shared this quiet moment of reflection, Fiona approached, her footsteps light as if she feared breaking the fragile beauty of the reunion. The years of separation melted away as she drew near, her heart swelling with relief and joy to see her family whole once more.)

Fiona: Oh, my sweet son... (She reached out, her hands trembling like leaves in a gentle breeze as they cupped Christopher's face.) You have no idea how much your father and I missed you. Every day felt like a year, every night like an eternity without you.

Christopher: Mom... (His voice cracked, a mixture of happiness and the sorrow of lost time flooding through him.) I missed you and Dad so much. Aunt Martha and Uncle Samuel never told me what happened to you guys... They kept it hidden from  like a shadow I couldn't escape.

Fiona: (Her eyes glistened with tears, each one a drop of the pain they had all endured.) We promise you, my love, we'll never leave your side again." Her voice was a vow, as unbreakable as the bonds of their family, a promise woven into the very fabric of their hearts.

(Edward wrapped his arm around Fiona, pulling her close as they stood with their son, a family now fully reunited. The moment was bittersweet, like the first bloom of spring after a harsh winter. They had weathered the storm, and now, standing together. And they knew they would face whatever will be heading their way.)

Edward: And you know what, son? Since we're all together again and now reunited as a family, your mother and I will teach you and your friends new powers. There are abilities you and your friends don't yet know of that we encountered while you were away. I'm sure my teammates will teach you these new techniques, and you might also make new friends with them soon.

Christopher: Yeah, but Dad? Some of your teammates never showed me any real respect. Tim and Sophia often argued, and I tried to break them up, but they wouldn't listen.

(Just then, Tim and Max were fighting with each other.)

Max: Come on, man, Chris knows me better and all because I'm his friend.

Tim: Yeah!? Then why doesn't the coward let me lead in the first place?

(Tim kicked Max off him and into Sophia by accident.)

Sophia: TIM!!

(Sophia jumped on Max and Tim... The trio fought until they bumped into Yomi and Caeleus.)

Caelus: GUYS!! STOP IT!

Yomi: Yeah, guys, stop it!!

(Tim hit Caelus in the face.)

Caelus: THE HELL, MAN!! (He jumped into the fight.)

Yomi: Guys, come on, this is a dinner and—

(Sophia accidentally smacked Yomi.)

Yomi: THAT DOES IT!!

(She jumped into the fight. Christopher sighed in disbelief.)

Christopher: Sigh "Teammates nowadays..."

(He pulled out his plasma cannon and shot it on the floor.)

Christopher: That's enough, you guys! I'm getting sick and tired of how you act like children fighting over the last cookie on a plate. It's like calling you guys to come eat it in a good positive way.

Tim: But Chris, man, these guys were—

(Samantha then cut in in their argument.)

Samantha: I'm taking Chris's side here. You people have no respect for anyone, including me, when we first arrived years ago. Christopher is trying to lead you all, and I can see that you don't show any respect for him or his teammates.

Sophia: We do, don't we?

Tim: Yeah, we—

Edward: I agree with Samantha. You guys need to show my son the respect he deserves, just as I respect you all. Otherwise, I'll have to remove you from the team.

(They nodded their heads.)

Edward: Good... that's gonna be what happens if you don't get along.

(Afterward, Christopher looked out at the sky and saw the stars glowing blue. He made a promise to himself to be a good leader, following in his father's footsteps.)