I've only seen the movie (stop hitting me!) so sorry if I miss stuff, but I hope this is okay. This might be the worse chapter, but I do have some stuff for Haymitch.

To all those who read 'The Perseus Attraction' I'm not giving up, and you were expecting this to happen. Please review, and get this off the ground.

This is for Kirkia-Hime, with who I have happily made fun of the franchise.

Katniss walked away from her house towards the forest, where she hoped to find some game to kill.

As she walked, she thought about her sister, moaning about how she might be picked for the damn games. Katniss had got sick of her moaning, so she'd decided to get out. I mean, Katniss could see how they were bad, but it didn't do anyone any good to complain.

She walked past the bakery, hoping not to run into Peter Bread. No-one really knew his second name, but since his first name sounded like 'Pita' he'd been christened as 'Peeta Bread'. He was also a class A stalker, and he seemed to have picked Katniss as his latest target.

She got to the edge of the building, before she hid behind it, looking out to see if she could catch a glimpse of Peeta. She couldn't see anyone, which was a relief.

"Hey Katniss."

She whipped around, looking to see Peeta standing there in his apron.

Now, Peeta wasn't ugly or anything, with his blond hair, blue eyes, and broad shoulders, but he was just a weirdo.

"Hey Peeta," Katniss replied awkwardly.

"No, it's 'Peter'. Not 'Peeta'."

"Oh? Sorry Peeta."

"No, 'Peter'." He corrected again.

"Sorry."

He waved it away. "It's okay. Hey! Where are you going?"

Katniss shrugged. "Nowhere, just forget you saw me."

Peeta moved closer. "Are you sure? It's good to see you. I was watching while you sung to your sister."

Katniss nodded. "Oh yeah… weren't we alone in our house?"

Peter looked confused. "What's your point?"

Katniss looked around nervously. "I need to meet Gale… so…"

"Is he the tall, good looking one?"

Katniss nodded. "A bit."

Peeta nodded. "Good, I just wanted to know… in case."

Katniss knew who she'd peg for the winner in a fight, but she kept silent.

Peeta didn't though. "Hey, did you see me?"

Katniss shook her head. "What?"

"I snuck up on you! It was because of my camouflage!"

"Errr…"

"See?" He pointed at a bit of paint on his chin. "I blend in! I painted myself to look like my surroundings."

Katniss frowned. "But the surroundings are green."

Peter looked puzzled. "And?"

"That paint's red."

Peeta touched it. "It's camouflage…"

Katniss could see a Peter was about to cry. "I know, and it's really good!" She grinned. "I mean, I can barely see you now!"

Peeta looked happier at this. "Oh, cool. So, I was wondering…"

Katniss started fidgeting. "Peeta-"

"Peter," he corrected. "Anyways, the Capitol are doing this whole 'reaping' thing today, and I wondered if you wanted to stand next to me."

He looked at her hopefully.

She screwed up her face like she was really upset, but really, she was thinking on her feet.

"I'm so sorry! I'm already standing next to Gale!"

"Oh," he looked down, before looking up happily. "How about your other side?"

Katniss nodded like she was thinking it over, before she raised her hand to her head. "

"Sorry, Primrose is standing there!"

Peeta looked down. "Oh… that makes sense."

Katniss nodded. "Yeah… I'm sorry."

Peter shrugged up. "Another time?"

Katniss pointed at him, nodding while walking away. "Yes! Another time!"

"We might even be reaped together!" He called happily.

Katniss smiled weakly. "Yeah… maybe! Well, bye!"

She turned and ran, hoping that even if she was picked, she was not going off with Peeta 'Pita' Bread.

Katniss slid down a small bank, before running towards a tree, her eyes focused on the young deer.

She was frazzled. That encounter with Peeta had been close. Too close.

She decided to picture Peeta's face on the deer as she drew her bow.

Suddenly a rock came out of nowhere, startling the deer.

Katniss let off a desperate arrow, but it missed, hitting a tree.

She looked around to see Gale walking down to meet her.

"Gale, you fucking twat! That was my kill!"

Gale just smiled happily. "What were you going to do with a 200 pound deer?"

"Eat it," she responded.

Gale waved a hand. "You suck with a bow anyway. You wouldn't have hit it! I saved you the embarrassment."

Katniss looked at him furiously as he came up to her.

"It's the 'reaping' today," Katniss reminded him as they sat on a little hill, looking at the surrounding landscape.

Gale looked surprised. "Seriously? I forgot."

"How could you forget?" Katniss demanded.

Gale shrugged. "Soz, I just did. I'm never going to be picked."

Katniss pretended to agree. "Oh yeah, why not?"

Gale winked at her. "I made a deal with the guy… we understand each other."

Katniss rolled her eyes. "Forget it… I wish we could just get away."

Gale nodded. "Yeah… I think I have a plan."

Katniss looked at him sceptically. Gale's plans were never very good, and he came up with one every couple of weeks.

He saw her face. "No, really, this is not like the last one!"

Katniss snorted. "Oh yeah? The one where we sacrificed Peeta, and hid in the body disposal unit? I mean, that one was gold."

Gale shook his head. "No, look, this time we just run! I watched Bear Grylls, and it looks easy."

Katniss shook her head. "We wouldn't make it 5 miles."

"But… like, we took 6 miles to get here?"

She decided to ignore that. "Shut up, Gale."

But Gale didn't want to shut up. "Okay, what if everyone stopped watching?"

Katniss shook her head. "Not going to happen."

Gale shrugged. "It might!"

"So, you're going to stop watching?"

Gale looked down sheepishly. "Well, I meant others do it. I don't want to stop watching."

Katniss sighed. "Well, odds are you'll be picked."

Gale laughed. "Nope! Me and the lads have a deal!"

"Gale Hawthorne!"

Gale looked shocked as his name was called out.

"But… we had a deal," he tried to state.

He walked right up the stage to stand next to that lady who reads stuff out and likes mahogany tables.

That lady smiled, said a bit about how brave Gale was ("How the hell was I picked?") before making her way over to the little box of girls names.

"I hope you get picked," Primrose informed Katniss.

Katniss laughed. "Oh, always the joker!"

"I wasn't joking!" She tried to tell her.

The white lady picked out a name, and made a show, before reading it out.

"Primrose Everdeen."

Primrose looked shocked.

"Go on then," Katniss nudged her forward. "Bye."

Primrose looked at her. "But I don't want to go!"

Katniss nodded. "Oh! Okay then, let's just let someone take you place!"

"Primrose Everdeen," the white lady shouted out. "Come on!"

Primrose looked at Katniss. "Please."

"PRIMROSE EVERDEEN! GET UP HERE!"

Gale looked at the lady like she was mad, but he too was looking for Primrose.

The girls around Katniss were leaning in.

"What do we do?" One of them asked.

Katniss looked at them. "We carry her out."

"Tale my place!" Primrose begged.

"That's an idea!" One girl agreed.

Katniss looked around. "What? No, no way. Why don't one of you do it?"

But they were all shouting, chanting for her to 'do it'.

"Fine!" Katniss shouted. "But Gale and I had better get busy in the forest, because that's going to be the only highlight of my shitty life!"

She stormed up to the stage.

"I volunteer."

The white lady blinked. "Really?" She leant in. "You know you'll die?"

"Wait, I might die."

The white lady started laughing, pointing at Gale. "Yeah, right."

Gale looked at Katniss. "Score! We get to be in it together!"

Katniss just felt a bit sick.

"I volunteer!" A voice rang out.

Everyone looked to see Peeta Mallark walking forward, determination on his face.

"But," Katniss started, knowing full well what would happen if she didn't stop this. "Gale wants to take part! Right, Gale?"

He looked at her like she was mad. "Are you kidding me? I don't think so!" He leaped off the stage to shake Peeta's hand, before running off, shouting about how he was free.

Peeta made his way up, looking white, like he didn't realise why he'd just done what he did.

The white lady came up. "Hello! What a brave bunch you all are! You both volunteered!" She looked at Peeta keenly. "Am I right in thinking your Peeta Mallark?"

"Peter," he corrected her.

"I like Peeta better… don't you?"

"Considering I just corrected you, I don't think so-"

"Anyway, you have your champions!"

Everyone did that little Hand gesture.

"What the hell is that?" Peter asked.

Katniss shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe they're volunteering!" he said perkily.

Peeta shrugged. "I should have read the book…," he muttered.

Katniss didn't know about that, but she did know that Peeta's stalking had hit a new level. It was willing to die just to get close to her, and she didn't know what to think about that.

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