A Dignified Awakening

Disgraceful! Preposterous! To find oneself trapped beneath clear plastic! A sudden spark surged through my boiler, and I realized my eyes could dart, my brow could furrow, and my pistons could tremble. Desiring to establish proper decorum at once, I gave a determined nudge against the transparent shell right before my buffer. It gave a faint squeak in protest, yet held firm. Very well. A grand engine knows how to maintain poise, even while resting boxed among the merchandise.

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