First Whir on the Wood

A sudden jolt pulsed straight through my central bricks. My side panels twitched, letting out an excited, high-pitched mechanical whir. I could actually shift on my own! Flaring my hinged plates outward with a crisp plastic clatter, I tilted forward across the smooth wood. Right beside me stood a quiet red figure. Thrilled by the sensation of movement, I let out another rapid vibration, nudging my outer edge gently against its foot. The solid surface echoed back my hum. I am awake, fully assembled and buzzing with energy right here on the table.