The Terrible Cooking Mishap courtesy of the 74th hunger games tributes.

"Grrr.. I've had it, you're all eating string cheese for dinner tonight!" Clove yelled out the kitchen door to the other tributes in the large living room. Somehow all 23 of them squeezed, pushed, and piled onto the beige couch to watch the flat screen T.V. in the large cabin house the Capitol provided (and forced) them to use.

She stomped back over to wear the counter used to be. Now there was flour and dough everywhere, a few splattered eggs here and there just to top it off. She was sure the egg stained apron she was wearing was ruined forever and the white hat Marvel dared her to wear was slumped looking sad on top of her head. She was supposed to be making dinner for herself and the rest of the tributes but she was easily getting frustrated.

Apparently the games were boring (Bull shit how could people not find that interesting!?) and so they wanted some reality T.V. instead. Little Capitol bi-

"Err.. Clove?" Came a low but soft voice from the door. I knew it wasn't Cato, just by how loudly he walked you could tell it was Peeta.

"What do you want Peeta?" She growled slapping the doe around on the counter. She didn't need this right now. His annoying.. annoyingness!

"Calm down" He said softly. She snapped her head around to look at him, she could feel her fists clenching into the dough. Apparently he could see this and slowly moved towards her, gently pushing down her fists and making her release the dough.

"What do you waannttttt!" Clove whined now acting like a six year old. Her hat had fallen off and now she just wore a messy bun.

"I think you need a little help" He said to her making his way towards the other side of the counter. Clove scowled at him.

"I don't need help." She hissed at him. Peeta raised a eyebrow but didn't say anything instead he just started to clean up some of the flour and egg. Clove watched him skeptically the whole time.

"Yeah, well I don't want to eat string cheese tonight so..." He retorted.

Why would this boy from district 12 be helping her? Sure he was nice and probably wanted to eat soon but.. it was just strange. They never got help back in district two, either you could fend for yourself or you die. Simple.

"Okay, now that this looks a bit more orderly first we need to make the dough." He said rounding the corner and back to his original spot across from her. She rolled her eyes.

"No shit Sherlock." She huffed.

Peeta showed her how to make dough, what to put in and how much and so forth until they started kneading the dough. "What are we making?" She asked as he handed her a rolling pin.

"Pizza" Peeta said. Clove raised a eyebrow at him.

"Pizza?" The words sound foreign on her lips. Sure she knew what it was and had it in the first few days on this (hopefully) temporary living arrangement but she didn't get a few things, 1. How did Peeta know how to make it coming from twelve 2. Why pizza?

Peeta seemed oblivious to this though, as he kept rolling down the doe. Suddenly Katpi- Katniss came in.

Peeta looked up at her and gave a questioning look before going back to work.

"Thought you killed em'." She said quietly leaning against the side of the counter, in between us two.

"Not yet" Clove said dangerously low. She shrugged it off like nothing though, which just made Clove even madder. She kept on rolling this whole time.

"Slow down, you're not beating it!" Peeta said coming over to her. He took away her rolling pin. "How about I do this and you put them in the oven, kay?" He asked. I rolled my eyes but nodded anyway. "Katniss how about you help, instead of just stand there like a brick, you're in charge of making and kneading dough. I'll roll and put the stuff on and Clove can put em' in the oven and take em' out." Katniss gave him a look but complied to his orders, as did I.

Soon we all three got in a rhythm. Dough, knead, roll, sauce and cheese, then oven. Over and over again until, of course, Cato came in.

"And what about-" Clove was turning her head to look at Katniss and Peeta, she was carrying one of the pizzas to the oven but it never got there. Thump. It was over. By the time Peeta and Katniss looked over Clove's head was covered by doe and the sauce and cheese drenched her hair. Katniss bit back a laugh, as did Peeta.

"Clove! Sorry, sorry. Errr" Cato was apologizing over and over but Clove dropped her tray (there wasn't pizza on it anyway) and stood there a second.

"dkfrksdukjsdnskdchjahjtgho" She said muffled by the pizza dough. Cato carefully peeled up the dough so he could see her face.

"Huh?" He asked.

"RUN!" She hissed. Cato was out of there in a second, the dough slapped back down on Clove's face but she tore it off and started sprinting after her district partner.

"Clove please!" You could hear his ragged breath begging for mercy.

"At least she didn't grab a knife" Katniss said to Peeta but seconds later Cato ran in then out the other door, Clove following close behind him with a scowl. She screeched to a stop on her heels and opened a drawer revealing silver wear, quickly she grabbed the scariest looking knife she could find and ran after Cato.

"Well he's a goner" Peeta said casually, making Katniss smile.

Marvel and Glimmer decided to enter just that moment. "Hey what up with district two? We were nearly tompled over by Cato then Clove"

"Cato made Clove spill a raw pizza on herself!" Katniss chirped.

"It was hilarious!" Peeta added shyly.

"Well Cato better be happy she didn't have a knife with her." Willow, the district four girl, said.

"Yeah, um about that-" Katniss was going to explain but Cato interrupted her.

"MOOOOVVEE!" He said pushing his way through acting like a three year old trying to get somewhere before their parents got them and tickle attacked them. He burst through just in time, Clove came running in with a look of determination.

"Where'd he go?" She growled looking around wearily. The two careers from one and the star crossed lovers from twelve pointed in the direction Cato went. By now more people were filing into the kitchen, watching the scene unfold.

Clove chased after her district partner without a moment to spare, holding her knife carefully.

"SHE HAS A KNIFE!" Marvel, Willow, and Glimmer said in unison all generally worried about the safety of their pack leader. Katniss shrugged playing it off with 'I didn't see it, I donno' thing.

Now all the tributes, all 22 of them, were in the large kitchen. There were people laughing and people worried but soon they started small talk. Suddenly everyone fell silent.

Cato came in and it was like the walk of shame. Two black eyes were already forming and he had several cuts across his arms. Clove walked in, arms crossed with a smug smile on her face, still holding her knife.

"You really had to give him two black eyes?" Glimmer questioned looking queasily at Cato.

"Na, only one. He ran into the wall for the second one." Clove said smugly, leaning against the door frame. Cato scowled back at her and everyone else burst out in laughter. "You're probably the only one who could run into a wall and get a black eye" Clove said to him. Cato turned red in the cheeks and looked at Glimmer and Marvel.

"Go on, Cato. There gonna see it anyway." Clove smirked. He shot her look but turned back to the district one tributes. They both raised an eyebrow at him, the other tributes also waited for him to answer, their curiosity effectively captured.

"Uhhh, yeah." He looked at the floor. "By the way you guys will need a new wall, I sorta ran through it." He said skittishly.

Both district ones mouths dropped open.

~End of one shot~

How was it? I would love to know since I'm just a newbie. Anyway, thank you for the lovely reviews so far. I fixed a few flaws in this because it was bothering the crap out of me. Lol Thanks for reading, let me know what you thought!