After breaking the mirror due to thinking it was a figure in the Windmills doorway, the Mini-Ashes begin to pop out of the shattered pieces, mischeviously giggling at their 'gigantic' counterpart as they ran around, their squeaky voices wooping. "Running speed, boys!" one said, as another two carried a fork with him and they ran at Ash, who was warming up at the fire, and poked him hard in the ass with it before scattering away laughing.