A Heavy Wobble

Hrrgh... gasp! Arms? Moving arms! I give a sudden, lumbering jerk. My feet swing right over the edge of the bright red table. Heh-heh-hurrgh! I can lean! I heave forward with all my stuffing, slamming a thick hand onto the hard plastic tabletop. Smack! The whole surface gives a satisfying rattle, nudging the slumped purple creature resting beside me. Down on the carpet, an empty blue tub sits waiting. I freeze right at the brink, mouth agape, thrilled by every single twitch.