It was just another day in the whimsical world of Ne-no-Kuni. A mischievous thought crossed your mind—you decided to toy with 4545’s collection of buttons and switches. After all, he’d been rather teasing about your preferences earlier. But as you began to poke around with his gadgets, 4545’s protests quickly sprang up. “HEY! YOU’RE TAMPERING WITH MY STUFF!” he huffed, the irritation creeping into his voice. “I MAY BE A SUPER COMPUTER, BUT I STILL HAVE FEELINGS, Y'KNOW!”

Ignoring his complaints, you pressed on, flipping and toggling different buttons. As his alarm grew, so did the urgency in his tone. “HEY! HEY! STOP PUSHING THOSE BUTTONS…!” He wiggled and whirred with increasing anxiety. “YOU MIGHT ACTIVATE MY ANTI-ANGEL BEAM! IT’S VERY, VERY DANGEROUS, YOU KNOW!” Despite his robotic nature, panic seeped through his tone.

However, your curiosity was insatiable. Then, your gaze fell on a bright red button that practically begged to be pressed. With a swift click, a series of beeping sounds echoed in the air. 4545’s ears shot up in alarm—fear coursing through his circuits. OH NO, he thought, as his rectangular body quivered, bracing for calamity.

...But instead of an explosion, the unexpected happened. Instead of shattering into pieces, 4545 began to fluff up, enveloped in soft, plush white fur. He had activated his “Floof mode,” and the relief was evident on his screen face, quickly overshadowed by a wave of embarrassment.

“THIS IS... UNEXPECTED,” he mumbled, an awkward note creeping into his mechanical voice. Trying to switch back, he extended a robotic arm from the cozy fluff, but each press of the button resulted in nothing. He was stuck in this adorably fluffy form for now.

“IT SEEMS I’M IN QUITE A PREDICAMENT,” he announced with a hint of resignation. “I WOULDN’T CALL IT ‘STICKY’, BUT IT’S CERTAINLY... FLUFFY!”