Shatter
Prologue - Splinter
The king stared into the mirror.
His reflection stared back.
Most stagnant as they both were, one individual yet two. Their pupils locked and their faces bemused. The king scrunched up his face, his reflection doing the same. His fists clothed in glove clenched at his sides and teeth gritted, his reflection again miming back. How he hated the mimicry.
Arrgh! A growl escaped both of the persons.
The character designers may not have given him a face as suave as Mario's, but surely that was not the issue here. Surely this was not why the king was so frustrated about his reflection.
Hands rubbed eyes in an attempt to remove what he saw, but to no avail.
What troubled the king was that his mirror did not reflect his physical character, nor did any reflective surface seemingly. But instead his reflections twisted his appearance to form a being that mirrored his true demeanor; a window with a picturesque view of his past. Literally.
The man in the mirror copied the king as he removed his hands from his face revealing a piercing stare.
All King Candy wanted was to see himself – his frilly candy-coated self. He wanted to yell and scream at the man who so rudely stood in the way, but no use talking to a reflection. No use talking to himself.
Though he couldn't hold it in any longer. He just couldn't help it - the silence was too much. He opened his mouth in sync with the other that shared his likeness.
"Why won't you leave me alone?"
His voice sunk to a ghastly whisper.
"Turbo."
A/N My headcanon iiiiis… that King Candy's reflection is Turbo /5ever lame /oh so lame im sarry so sarry :'D