Effie Trinket and her a cappela team, The Barden Bella's had finally made their way to world's. Through all the hate and discrimination and 'DIE BITCHES DIE' hate mail, they had achieved their goal. Now, the only thing theey had to do was the impossible. Become the world's first American winners. Not an easy thing to do. Even worse, the compition was none other than Das Sound Machine, a group with over 10 districters both male and female, that had the most dazzling choreaography any of the Bella's had ever seen. It got worse. The team had Haymitch Abernathy, 12's dashing victor on their side. Effie just thought Haymitch was just there to distract her from her work, but no. The man could sing and had the most powerful voice in the whole of DSM. It wouldn't be easy.
After the Canadian group had finished, they watched DSM take they're places on the stage. "Fucking hell. Effie, are you even listening?" Portia asked with a puzzled expression. She had just realised she had been staring at Haymitch the whole time Portia was explaining their plan of action. She couldn't help herself. The whole of DSM was wearing near enough see through shirts and it was hard not to stare. And most of them were fucking ripped. "Ok, so Effie you start, seeing as I think your our best shot." Effie was flattered as she saw all the other girls nodding and smiling, agreeing with what Portia had said. They all heard the cheering of the crowd as DSM walked of the stage and into the wings. She made eye contact with Haymitch, who flashed her a smile before following his team. This was her time to shine and she wouldn't let Haymitch distract her.
As they trailed onto the stage in a line, they took their places. Effie started off the rythm. Clap, snap, clap. They did that for about a minute before breaking of into song. They sung 'Who run the world? Girls' until they ended that and began to sing the legacy, Venia's, song that she had wrote. As they sung 'Flashlight', Effie glanced over to the wings only to see Haymitch looking astounded. probably because they had never sang an original song before. She looked to the judges and saw them pulling the same face. It was all she could do to stop the giggle that crept up her throat. Behind them, the lights came on and they were joint by generations of Bella's. It was a shock to the crowd! As they song died down and came to the end, everyone dropped out except Venia, who stood proudly in the spotlight while she sang the last line. At that moment, they knew they'd won. They walked triumphantly off the stage to greet DSM.
As soon as she got off the stage, Effie was pulled away by Haymitch, who stood merely inches from her face. "Well, first of, congrats. Secondly, how did you do that?" She smiled at him for a brief second then proceded to answer his question, "Well, practise your dance for a few seconds, program it into your brain, then do it!" She giggled slightly as she answered him. "Next time, ill think of that. Well, yeah ill see you around then." He turned around to leave when Effie called him back. "I know how much of a sore loser you are, so had this as you prize." Then, she went on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. "Thanks, if I lose all the time, would you do that again." She laughed before answering back, " No. All you have to do is where that shirt, then ill kiss you like that every day."