Mr. P was assigned to handle a large luggage, so he called out his bots to help. Unfortunately, some malware malfunction causes the bots to assume Mr. P was the baggage they have to pick up, so they scrambled all over him to try to finish the mission assigned.
The grumpy penguin (not really sure his species) quickly crumbled in to a sqeaky, giggly mess, trying to swipe them off with the luggage he has in his hand, the sooner he realizes that they're not gonna give up the better, or he'll be suffering the ticklish torture as long as it goes...