"Dip! This is really super duper important!"
Her eyes lit up as her brother groggily awoke. "What are you talking about?"
"I can't sleep." the little girl said. Her brown hair was pulled into pigtails and her eyes were wide.
"Why not?" he asked. They looked almost like gender-swapped versions of each other, being twins.
"The sky's awake, so I'm awake. The stars are calling my name." she said. He smiled.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" he asked. Her wide brown eyes got even wider and she jumped off of his bed and ran down the hallway. He followed. They ran into the ballroom, the largest room in the house, and he made a motion with his fingers, and snowflakes flew out of the ceiling.
He pointed over to a certain section of the room and moved his finger, making a snowman for his sister. She took a carrot out of the bag she had brought and stuck it where his nose would go.
"There you go, Snowy. Now you can smell." she said, satisfied. She turned to her brother. "OOH, can we do the jumpy thing?"
He made a small pile of snow come out of the floor and she joyously leapt upon it. He made one more as she jumped, and another, and another, and another…
"Mabel, stop! You're going too fast!" he said. "I can't keep up with you!"
She jumped and he tried to catch her, but she was several feet in the air and the pedestal did not form. He accidentally hit her with the icy blast. He made a slide to catch her as she fell to the ground, and he cried out, "MOMMY! DADDY! She's hurt!"
He had watched as a white stripe formed in the left side of her hair.
Their parents had come running and picked up his sister. "What happened?" they asked him, and through tears he explained the situation.
They had immediately brought her to the grove, where they knew the trolls lived, and there he had explained the situation again to the Grandfather troll, who said, "It was lucky that you only hit her head and not her heart."
"Is she okay?" he asked.
"She will be, but in order to be safe we must remove all memories of magic from her head." the troll replied. The boy was taken aback.
"So she won't remember I have powers?" he asked. The troll shook his head.
"With great power there comes great responsibility. You have to learn to control it or it could be a danger to the entire kingdom, young Prince."
He was scared as a red image of him flashed overhead, accidentally destroying many things and having no way to stop it.
He had become scared of his power. What, potentially, could it do?