revenge is sweet and is also mine

And thus spake Spitzimixi: if one of your kind shall fall from great height and land on my cheekbone I shall smite you 'til you are cut right in half. And if one of your kind's kind, cousins, second cousins by marriage twice removed, whatever, should fall from great height and land on my cheekbone I shall make the old testament look like a child's tea-party and will grate up your kind and make a rather yummy apple Strudel.
Well, being a rather nasty kind of goddess, I'll do all that anyway, whatever you oh-apple-minion decide to do. However, I'd be really glad if you could possibly refrain from falling from great height and landing on my cheekbone. Mainly because it's really painful.