Staring into the soulless eyes of Frostbite Candlehead was like staring into the eyes of a dead carcass. She may have been grinning brightly, but her icy blue eyes showed no resemblance to the living at all. They were just frozen in place, staring at the children. She looked like she was dead.
The real Candlehead shivered. Was this how she would look like once her Frostbite counterpart turned her into an ice statue? Her candle had been put out, meaning their only true means of defence had been eradicated.
Frostbite Candlehead's arms were folded behind her back as she savoured the fear in the eyes of her multiple enemies. It was hilarious to her, to watch her green-haired counterpart shake with fear.
"How shall I do it?" Frostbite Candlehead mused. "I could freeze you in ice. Dismember you with my makeshift arm sword. Devour you, sucking your code dry. There are so many ways to put you down, it's just f-f-f-f-f-frrrrrustrating."
None of the children answered. "Oh, I see, my buddies froze your tongues," Frostbite Candlehead said. She promptly snapped her fingers. "There, you guys can talk now. So, tell me, how shall I do away with you?"
It was awkward, being asked by your would-be murderer just how to murder you. Though the children could talk now, it wasn't like they were going to answer the homicidal girl's question. They didn't want to put ideas into her head. At least, most of them didn't want to.
"Well, since there are six us of, you could just rub us out in six different ways," Candlehead pointed out. The other five racers turned to stare at her, eyes widened in horror. Candlehead took no notice and continued.
"Since Vanellope can hop from place to place with her glitch, you could freeze her in iceto counteract it," Candlehead explained while Frostbite Candlehead nodded, taking in everything she was saying. Vanellope face-palmed.
"And Rancis always did love his face, so you could scratch it up with your claws," Candlehead suggested. Rancis started touching his face in disbelief.
"Witchy once bit the wrecker guy, so you can bite her to death," Candlehead added in. Witchy swore under her breath.
"Why, those are brrrrrilliant," Frostbite Candlehead complimented. "But, what about you?"
"Why, little me?" Candlehead snickered. "Why, you could just bash me across the face, LIKE THIS!"
Kicking a wooden chair leg out from its socket and grabbing it in her fist, Candlehead smashed the blunt object square across Frostbite Candlehead's nose. Now, Candlehead wasn't as strong as Willow or the wolves were, so the blow didn't cause Frostbite Candlehead to break apart, but it did cause Frostbite Candlehead to come crashing to the ground, dazed with shock.
The chair leg immediately started to transform into ice, and Candlehead dropped it in shock. Groaning, Frostbite Candlehead started to get to her feet.
"Let's get out of here!" Candlehead shouted as she and the other racers took off towards the open door.
"You rotten, sneaky no-good hooligans!" Frostbite Candlehead shouted as she sprung to her feet and raced towards the door, arms stretched forwards to grab them. But Vanellope immediately shut the door before she could get far.
"This should keep her out of trouble," Witchy said as she locked the door. The six sighed with relief that the threat was over when suddenly, the door was punched so hard it caused all six of the children to fall backwards and the door and the hallway walls to crack.
"You horrible little brats!" Frostbite Candlehead shouted from inside. "Let me out of here!" It was clear she wasn't joking around anymore as she banged harder and harder on the door.
All six children grabbed the doorknob and held it shut, struggling to keep Frostbite Candlehead from breaking out. They could hear thudding coming from inside the room, accompanied from screaming and repeated threats from Frostbite Candlehead.
"Let me out! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!" Frostbite Candlehead shouted, bashing her fists on the door aggressively.
The six children groaned as their strength started to give in. Frostbite Candlehead was just barely as strong as all six of them, and it was taking all of their strength to keep her locked inside.
One hard punch broke a hole right through the door, and the six children jumped away in horror. Frostbite Candlehead pulled her arm back inside and peeked through the giant hole, and flashed a giant grin when she saw her victims cowering from outside.
"Here's Frosty," Frostbite Candlehead mocked and a beam of ice shot out of her eyes and through the holes, aimed at Candlehead. However, Licorice pulled her out of the way just as the beam struck the wall. Instantly, the wall turned to ice and expanded down the halls.
"RUN!" Vanellope shouted and she and the other racers took off running down the walls. Candlehead briefly turned back to the door, and she immediately regretted it.
She saw the door burst open and saw Frostbite Candlehead crawl out. She turned her head to face them, and she grimaced. With a squeak, Candlehead started running even faster now.
Suddenly, a giant frozen stalagmite burst from the ground, nearly piercing Taffyta's chest. She screamed and tumbled in Vanellope. Instantly, more stalagmites and stalactites burst from the parts of the walls and floors covered in ice. They were blocking the racer's escape route.
"Well, well, well, isn't this a stunning turn of events, hm?" Frostbite Candlehead mockingly asked. She was strutting over towards them, her arms folded behind her back once more. As she talked, more stalagmites burst from the ground, entrapping the children in a make-shift ice cell.
"Ah, this was a fun game, wasn't it?" Frostbite Candlehead asked. She was no longer talking like Candlehead usually talked. She now seemed more cold and sinister.
"Alas, as you all must painfully discover, all games must come, to an end," Frostbite Candlehead finished as she stuck her right hand through the stalagmites and towards Candlehead, her index finger transformed into a giant claw.
However, before she could touch her, the stalagmites started to melt, and Frostbite Candlehead herself started to feel somewhat weakened. She moaned and collapsed to the ground. The stalactites above the group collapsed and melted into a giant puddle.
"What's going on?" Witchy asked. It was then that she saw Willow and Wynter standing on the same hallway, holding the candle. It was bigger than Candlehead's candle, and therefor could not be put out by Frostbite Candlehead's frost candle.
"The fire, it melts the Frostbites," Wynter explained. "That's why they all ran away when they saw you, Candlehead. Your candle frightened them off."
"We kind of figured that out already," Taffyta said.
During the conversation, none of the kids noticed Frostbite Candlehead crawl away towards the window until she was standing right next to it.
"Look, she's getting away!" Rancis shouted, pointing towards her. By then, however, Frostbite Candlehead was already outside of the workshop.
"You may think you have the upper hand, but this was all just a decoy! A distraction!" Frostbite Candlehead hissed. That was the last the children heard before she skittered off into the forest.
"What did she mean, a decoy?" Vanellope asked Wynter. The eight children pondered heavily at Frostbite Candlehead's words when the answer sprung into their minds like a rubber band.
"Santa Claus!" They all shouted in unison.
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"Have you gotten anything out of him yet?" Santa asked Tim. The elves had been questioning Fannar earlier on, but of course, since Fannar couldn't talk, he hadn't said a word.
"Sorry, sir, but he hasn't said anything about the missing elves," Tim admitted. "But we'll keep trying."
"Thanks, Tim," Santa said as the small elf took off, leaving Santa alone in the room. The moment Tim had left, the window leading to the door creaked open, just as Santa turned around, Frostbite Wynter was standing in front of him. He no longer looked like an ice statue, though; he had completely transformed and now looked identical to the real Wynter.
"Wynter, what are you doing here?" Santa asked.
"Santa Claus!" He shouted, apparently panicked."After Fannar's effects on my voice wore off, I knew I had to tell you where the other victims were.They're locked inside a gigantic ice mountain, known as Frosty Massif. He's been using them for...things, plots to destroy us all!"
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Santa asked. "You must show me where Frosty Massif is!"
"Oh, with pleasure, Santa Claus," Frostbite Wynter whispered, as he grinned evilly.