A Little Wobble and Shimmer

A warm tingle reached my stubby arms! I blinked, gave a tiny tilt, and found I could rock gently side to side. Right underneath me was a glistening, silvery cloth spread across the tiled floor. When I leaned forward, my shiny lower shell nudged against the fabric, catching bright reflections from the overhead aisle lamps. Beside me, a fallen blue-and-yellow carton rested quietly. With one happy little hop, I settled softly onto the silvery folds, admiring the lovely gleam all around.