My twin looked exactly like me so I used to stand behind a pane of glass and pretend to be a mirror with him, we’d practised until we could mimic each other’s movements perfectly. At one point we actually performed with that, people liked the move where we pushed through the mirror to get to the other side. They applauded and stuff.
I slammed the ice hard, though no cracks appeared. I screamed in abject terror. Mouthed “help me!” For old time’s sake. I made a face, the same one he made, then I peeled myself off and walked away.