Autonomous Drone Breach

I caught this sleek black saucer idling silently against the baseboard, Morty. You think a humming disc plugged into the wall is just an innocent vacuum cleaner? Unbelievable naivety. That’s clearly an automated tactical patrol drone awaiting orders. I shoved my plush underbelly over its curved front bumper, hoisted my bulk onto the shell, and mashed my chin right down onto the glowing activation rune. *BEEP-BOOP!* The turbine screamed to life, the edge brushes began whipping in ferocious circles, and the entire tank surged away from its dock with me riding top deck. We're on active patrol now, Morty. Tell the dust bunnies to make their peace.