The piece of popcorn falls into Rachael's open mouth, and as you turn to walk away, you can hear her chewing on it. Nearby, Bronson continues to feed his ex-girlfriend, and Dad is giving his own daughter a single snack before racing back to the pile.
Feeling rushed, you and Dad try to keep Jenna, Alicia, and Rachael satisfied while Bronson tries to keep Camila from unleashing hidden and probably violent emotions upon him.
You try to balance the need to hurry with the carefulness required not to slip off of the slope of the bed. This time around, you awkwardly toss down a raisin to Alicia, hoping it falls into her mouth after you release it. Fortunately, it manages to make it in, and you turn back to get more.
Your hair is pasted against your forehead with your sweat by now, and you notice that the others are tiring as well. Dad is panting heavily, more out of shape than you and your brother. Seeing him taking a piece of Chex cereal to Jenna, you pick up a peanut and return to Rachael.
At the edge of the bed, you nearly slip. Luckily, you manage to correct yourself before you fall, and you sigh in relief as you send the peanut down into Rachael's mouth.
However, as you turn around, you notice your dad suddenly slip upon the slope, and before you can even react, he has tripped off of the edge of the bed and fallen. Your eyes widen in horror and you quickly look over the edge of the bed. You watch helplessly as Dad drops into your younger sister's open mouth, along with the piece of cereal he had brought. Jenna's lips come together and her mouth closes around him. You cannot believe what you are seeing as you watch your sister's mouth calmly move up and down, eating your dad alive. You can hear crunching sounds as she chews, and you have no idea whether they are from his body being ground apart of just the Chex cereal. Worst of all, your sister seems unaware that her dad has fallen into her mouth, and she casually swallows him and reopens her mouth for more food without any knowledge of what has happened. You feel horrified for your dad, wondering what must have gone through his mind upon seeing himself sinking down into his own daughter's mouth and then being promptly crushed between her teeth.
You fall back in shock and grab at your head.
Did that really just happen?
"What are you doing?" you hear Bronson shouting from what seems to be far away. However, when you turn towards the sound of his voice, you are startled to find him next to you.
"Dad..." you struggle to say.
"What?" Bronson asks, looking around. "Where is...?"
The realization slowly sinks into your brother's head.
"What..." he starts to say.
"Dad fell," you say.
"Down...there?" Bronson asks, looking in horror at the girls below.
You nod, and Bronson is stunned.
"B-but," Bronson stutters, "is he...OK?"
You slowly shake your head, and at the same instant you see Camila sitting up to face you and your brother.
"They're just sitting here," she says, and soon the other three are up and investigating the situation as well.
"Did we say you guys could stop?" Rachael says. "You don't get to take a break!"
You look up at Jenna and then glance down to her stomach. You stare at her lean waist and wonder about your dad. Somewhere, inside of Jenna's stomach, is Dad. Or, what once was him. You shudder.
"Looks like your dad already ran off," Alicia notes, glancing at Jenna.
"No, he--" Bronson begins to say. However, Camila flicks him in the head with her finger, and he falls down, clutching at his face.
"They're terrible at this," Rachael says. "Maybe we should put them in with the rest of the trail mix and see how long they survive."
"You two better pick up the pace," Jenna says. "If we have to pause the movie again, we'll make things far worse for you two."
You gulp as the girls lay back down. Nearby, Bronson glances over at you, his face bruised and his nose both broken and bleeding. You slowly get up, realizing things may not be getting better anytime soon. Bronson may not be as much help anymore, and Dad is no longer around to help. But, all four girls still must be fed. You hurry to the snack mix.
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