Bubble Wrap March

I scrambled into the kitchen and skidded right into a crumpled sheet of clear bubble wrap! Clear plastic sheets, swollen with little air pillows. Irresistible. I reared up and stomped both feet flat onto a cluster. *POP-POP!* A sharp, snappy burst! I grinned, bounced on my heels, and launched into a full rhythmic sprint across the plastic strip. *Snap-crackle-crack-pop!* Every leap triggered a rapid-fire cadence echoing off the cabinet faces. I spun in a tight circle, pounding my paws down to pop the stubborn ones at the corners. Pure static thunder underfoot!