Well, this is a story about Katniss' and Peeta's kids, about "the next generation" in whole really. Hope you like it! Reviews are always welcome! (espeicially about format, tried a couple diff. things... :) )
"Mom, you okay?" Ladia walks in on her mother sitting by their kitchen window, staring at nothing.
"Yeah, I told you to do your homework."
"I can't, not with Dad at the Capitol."
"I told you this, the Capitol is safe now. We're all safe," Ladia's mother says, almost as if she's trying to convince herself more.
"But what about Mr. Licus?"
"What about him? Licus isn't anyone, just a name on the TV. You're father will be home soon."
Another voice perked into the conversation, "Dad's comin home soon?" Mikail yelled as he ran into the kitchen and began searching for his father, making his mother slightly exasperated.
"Oh no, in a few days. Where'd you come from, you're supposed to be at school!"
"Our teacher died, something about morphlin—"
"Okay! Outside! Go play. Ladia, don't you dare worry about your father. He can take care of his own."
"How's it going?" Katniss asked over the phone, which she barely used.
"Hows' what going?"
"The meeting? With Paylor?"
"Oh, I don't care about the meeting. Katniss, you killed Snow, real or not real?"
"Not real Peeta."
"What? But he is dead!"
"Yes, he did die."
"Oh, okay."
"Peeta, what's going on?"
"Nothing. They're just talking about politics. I don't get why I had to be 12's representative."
"Because, you know how to speak for the people. Peeta?
"I'm here, but I have to go. Katniss you love me, real or not real?"
"Real Peeta, you know that."
"Yeah, I just need to hear it."
"That's fine. Bye Peeta, love you."
"Mikail! What on earth are you doing?"
"Digging, you know for diamonds, like grandpa did. OWW! What'd you do that for?" Ladia startled her brother by her abrupt act of violence.
"Shut up you fool you don't talk about him! You know better, it's not good, you have to be smart about things like that!"
"Sorry, Ladia why is daddy gone?"
"'Cuz it's his job."
"I thought he painted."
"He does, but that's his hobby."
"What's a hobby?"
"Something people like to do to get their mind of things."
"Well, what's he trying to get of his mind?"
"Oh I don't know! Why are you being so curious today?"
"I don't know, I blame it on the weather. It makes me feel quite perplexed. What are you laughing for?"
"Nothing," Ladia said with a smile.