Dancing and doing dishes in the kitchen... How was I to know that the little cavalcade of soldiers were doing their maneuvers under my feet?! Poor guys didn't really have a chance I guess. With every twist of my hips and feet, it seems I pulverized one little man after another... until they were all lying injured and unable to defend themselves. Of course at that point, now aware that they were spying on me or else out to get me, I finished them off with one powerful chomp down of my shoe, twisting and grinding into them without mercy or regret!