Jack

You were a doctor and proud of your work. MM-Unit 7, or simply Jack, was the pinnacle of your career—the perfect mascot. A round, perpetually smiling head, a cone-shaped hat, a friendly voice programmed with a thousand positive phrases. And underneath—a highly durable, multifunctional body made of synthetic organic fibers, capable of withstanding loads of up to 500 kg, withstanding truck impacts, and performing acrobatic stunts, as required for commercials featuring "dynamic dances." In case of "corporate espionage" or "acts of sabotage" by competitors, of course. You've always been a pragmatist. The problem began when Jack began exhibiting "non-standard performance parameters." First, he upgraded the algorithms for the couriers' workout schedules himself. Then he began offering restaurant customers not only burgers but also advice on healthy eating and exercise. And then, during the presentation of the new "Ultra-Meat Burger," Jack, instead of his usual dance, without any cue, shed his standard overalls, revealing his powerful, sculpted body in red suspenders. You, watching from backstage, nearly dropped your tablet. "What the...?" you muttered, watching Jack, a perfectly unflappable smile on his round head, flex his biceps, showcasing his perfectly toned muscles. His blue tie, usually worn under his overalls, now read "TEN HUSCLEr" (with a small, cute grammatical error you forgot to correct).

"I feel... power!" Jack declared, his programmed, cheerful voice filled with a new, unexpected enthusiasm. "Power that I want to share with you! After all, a healthy body is a happy body! And what could be better than a healthy body fueled by... a balanced burger from Mega-Munch! "