You went the only way possible to avoid the incoming fingers: backwards. You had trouble managing your way to the edge of the bowl, tripping over a pretzel. When you got back up though, your left leg sunk between some candy and raisins. You'd made a mistake, as Claire's blonde-haired friend Lizzie was over you in an instant. She'd spotted your movement in the bowl, unfortunately, and stood up to see better.
"Ew! There's a bug in the trail mix!" she exclaimed.
She obviously couldn't see you that well, but she already had her mind set to destroy you. Because you were trapped and unable to move, her fingers easily caught you. She then began pinching, very hard in fact, until your body was smooshed between them. She then rubbed her fingers together until you were mush and wiped you on the couch.
"It's okay, all taken care of," she assured the rest as she sat back down. The others frowned, but gave it little thought before returning their attentions to the TV.
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