They sensed I was the weakest of the pack and descended on me quickly. They had me surrounded in seconds, and began tearing at me with their tiny crumb and sugar-coated hands.
One savagely chewed on my fingers while another riddled my lap with a barrage of flatulence. The third attacked from behind, clawing at my hair and howling with terrifying ferocity.
I had no hope for survival. The toddlers had taken me down.
They will tire soon, right?
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