"Vanellope, wait up!" Willow shouted. Vanellope had dashed out of Frosty Massif as quick as possible, and Willow had been the first to follow. The two had wanted to leave the mountain ever since they had been unfrozen.

Vanellope stopped just outside the entrance to the mountain. "What do you want, Willow?" She asked impatiently. "I don't have all day."

Willow stopped in front of her. "I don't think you should just go over to Santa Claus for answers," Willow stated. "Not with that...thing out there."

"You mean the reflection?" Vanellope asked. Willow nodded. "It's just not safe. I think we should go to somebody who could maybe give us more answers as to what's going on."

"Like who?" Vanellope asked, sceptical. "Like Fannar," Willow suggested. "He mentioned that somebody lived there, I think he knows more about them than us."

"I don't think he's very reliable," Vanellope retorted. "Everybody says he's been causing these blizzards."

"Don't take it from them," Willow snapped. "Take it from me. I met him and he's nothing like how everybody says he is. He's not causing these blizzards."

"So the reflection is?" Vanellope asked. "I think so," Willow said. By now, Wynter and Candlehead had arrived. "Wait up, next time, will you?" Wynter muttered. "I can't help it, I've been frozen in ice for hours," Willow defended.

"Vanellope, what did you mean when you said the game is in danger?" Candlehead asked.

"Well, when I was looking for you, me and the other racers got attacked by several wolves," Vanellope explained. "But later on, the elves said that the wolves were usually friendly."

"But they are friendly," Candlehead defended. "They gave me directions earlier."

"You know, now that you mention it, the wolves tried to warn us about a blizzard earlier, but we accidentally offended them," Willow mentioned. "However, when I tried to apologize, a wolf attacked me, but another wolf hit it with a club, causing the wolf to break about and turn into ice."

"So a wolf attacked you and turned into ice, and Willow says her reflection turned her into ice?" Vanellope muttered. "Sweet mother of monkey milk, I think I know what's going on!"

"What's going on?"

The quartet jumped in surprise and spun around. There, standing on their hind legs, was the pack of wolves, looking as smug as ever.

"I hope you weren't talking about us," One of them sneered in a thick British accent. "Oh we were, but it wasn't about you attacking us, okay it sort of was but not really," Wynter muttered awkwardly.

"Oh, hi Adolf," Willow greeted one of the wolves. "Hey Willow, how you've been doing?" The wolf, named Adolf, asked. "Oh fine," Willow lied, not willing to admit she'd been frozen in ice for hours.

"Okay, Adolf, there's a problem going on, and I think it involves Frosty Massif," Vanellope explained to the crowd of wolves.

"I always knew there was something mysterious about that place," A wolf said. "Conan went in and never came out."

"What are you talking about?" Vanellope asked, striving for more answers.

"It all started when Wynter asked us to check Frosty Massif in case Willow was lost in there," Adolf explained. "We were just on the verge of finding her when we were distracted by the most beautiful, most charming, most spectacular sight we had ever seen." Adolf's eyes drifted away from the quartet as he appeared to think about his experience in the mountain. He grinned.

"What was it?" The four children asked. Adolf snapped his head down to face the four.

"It was...our reflections."

"Come again?!" Wynter asked, astounded. He heard exactly what Adolf had said, but the thought that the wolves' reflections had distracted them from finding a lost little girl was simply flabbergasting.

"I mean, you should have been there," Adolf said. "It was a sight for the most magnificent eyes."

"You are kidding me," Vanellope said.

"Nope, it was a truly astonishing sight," A wolf said, and the other wolves nodded in agreement. "However, it all came to an end when Willow came over and snapped us out of our trance."

"'Willow' snapped you out of your trance?" Wynter asked. He knew fully well that it was not Willow who had done it but her reflection.

"Yeah, but little Conan was too mesmerized by his reflection to leave," Adolf said. "Not that I blame him. But we never saw him again."

"Then people said that we attacked them," Another wolf mentioned, offended. "I mean, who could believe such a thing?"

Vanellope started to process what was being said to her. Then, her eyes widened is shock and she grabbed Willow's arm. "You said you met Fannar, right?" Vanellope said. Willow nodded. "Do you know where he lived?"

"No, unfortunately," Willow confessed. "I met him while he was outside of his lair. I have no idea where he lives."

Vanellope face-palmed while Wynter groaned.

"I know where he lives, though," Candlehead said. The other three kids turned to stair at her. "I just left his cave. I can lead you right there," Candlehead explained.

"For once Candlehead, you've done something smart," Vanellope said. "Thank you, Vanellope," Candlehead said, oblivious to the gratuitous insult.

"Come on, let's go find Fannar," Wynter said. With that, the quartet took off towards a large mountain with Candlehead leading them.

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"This is your last chance to tell us where you've hidden the prisoners," The reflection Willow demanded. She, Taffyta, Rancis, Witchy, Licorice and the reflection Vanellope had Fannar tied up, and the reflection Willow had a crude-looking icicle aimed at Fannar's throat.

"I told you, I don't know what you're talking about," Fannar objected. "You can't fool us!" The reflection Willow shouted. "Either tell us where they are or I'll slit your throat!"

"Isn't that a little dark, Willow?" Rancis asked, somewhat disturbed. "He's a villain!" Willow shouted, spinning around to face him. "Look at him! He's an evil, rotten demon in human form, who will cause everybody pain and suffering unless we put a stop to him!"

"You're wrong!"

The six children snapped their heads over to who had spoken. It was Willow. The real Willow. She and Wynter, Candlehead and Vanellope had arrived into the cave.

"Willow?!" The reflection Willow shouted in disbelief. However, after a moment, she said, "I mean, whoever you are, you're not me!"

"Candlehead?" Fannar said, shocked. "You came back?"

"Yeah, and we're here to stop this doppelganger," Candlehead announced.

"Candlehead!?" Taffyta shouted, shocked. "I thought Fannar was holding you hostage!"

"He didn't hold me hostage, he saved me from a wild animal," Candlehead explained. "Then he let me leave once things were safe."

"But what about the missing elves?" Rancis asked. "And why are there two Willows and two Vanellopes?"

"She's a fake!" Willow shouted, pointing at the reflection Willow, who stood her ground defiantly. "Don't you see? She's fooled all of you into thinking she's on your side, but she's just using you to help herself."

"No I'm not," The reflection Willow lied as all eyes went on her. "Can't you see? It's Fannar. He created those things to try and turn us against each other."

"Willow is right," The reflection Vanellope said and jumped to reflection Willow's defence. "We can't let them fool us. We have to get rid of them."

"Don't believe them!" Wynter shouted. "They're lying again."

"No you have to believe us," The reflection Willow said. "That other Willow is a fake!"

Taffyta, Rancis, Licorice and Witchy didn't know what to think. "Okay, who's the doppelganger?" Rancis asked.

"It's her!" Willow and the reflection Willow said at the same time and pointed an accusing finger at each other.

"I think I'm going to faint," Licorice said. "No, don't faint," The reflection Willow said. "We need everybody if we're going to stop her."

By now Willow had had enough of being accused of being the faker. What she did next nobody could have guessed. Willow grabbed one of Fannar's plates and smashed it as hard as she could against the reflection Willow's face.

Everybody screamed in horror as the reflection Willow stumbled backwards. She was covering her face in pain, and when she uncovered her face, everybody, including Willow, screamed even louder than ever.

A huge chunk of the reflection Willow's cheek had broken off, leaving a giant hole in her face and part of her mouth. The detached cheek clattered on the ground, and as everybody looked on, the cheek turned to ice.

"Oh my gosh," Licorice stammered, terrified. The hole in the reflection Willow's face turned to ice as well, and the reflection Willow turned to stare at her identical assailant in disbelief.

The reflection Vanellope covered her mouth in horror as she realized their cover had been blown. However, the injured refection Willow looked unconcerned, and instead spoke in a robotic voice that was almost unreadable due to a large part of her mouth being gone.

"Willow, why wud ya do d-at to meeeeeeeeeeeee?"