Toaster Beatdrop

Bop! I climbed out of the sink, stomped my wet sneakers onto the dry counter, and dashed straight toward the shiny chrome toaster. Beep! A stiff metal lever poked out the front. I jumped up, grabbed the plastic knob with both hands, and yanked it down with all my weight until it clicked into place. Skrrt! Down inside, faint orange wire coils started buzzing with a low hum. I gripped my microphone, matching each sizzle with a rhythmic tap against the metal chassis. Ka-chunk! The lever suddenly shot back up, launching a tiny dry crumb right past my cap!