"Oh, a bug", she says with disdain. Despite your desire for a stealth mission, you break cover here. "No no! I'm a human". She pulls her finger away slightly, "Egh, squeaky fucking bug too". "No more running now buggy", "I'M NO-". Your pleas are silenced as she brings two fingers together and squishes you effortlessly between them. You feel bones crunch as she rubs them slightly together.
Then she drops you, letting you fall hundreds of feet to the cold ground below. When you hit it, all you can do is turn over to look at her as she casually plugs the vacuum back in. She hovers it over you and flicks the button, whatever is left of you is sent hurtling into the abyss, and a moment later she flicks it off again, satisfied with your extermination.
She looks at the stain on her fingers one last time, "Ugh, gross little thing" as she rubs the last traces of you away on her shirt.
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