This parody is a sequel to The Hunger Games Goes Facebook, by Ilovethemellarks. Sadly, it was deleted, so she gave me the rights to take over the second. Enjoy!

Cup of Arnold Palmer, sitting in a park. Listening to Dubstep. Life is good. Well now its good. Not even because The Hunger Games are over, but because Peeta is constipated and can't bother me for the next forty minutes while he is in the bathroom. The second he closed the door, I ran.

Sometime this week I'll be forced to look at all the tributes' families that died in the arena. The little poo bags. I'm not looking forward to it, but Peeta has been stretching for weeks. I don't understand him, its not like he has to run or anything, he's just messed up in the head. He returned earlier than I expected. I couldn't hear him, because I blasted my jam to loudest.

"Watchya listening to Kitty Kat?" He pulled out my headphone, and yelled in my ear. I thumped his forehead, and he passed out. I chuckled to myself, until he woke up. "So what ARE you listening to?" He sat next to me on the bench.

"Dubstep." I responded, without looking at him. He squealed.

"Is that PUMP?" He put emphasis on the 'pump'. I didn't know what he was talking about.

"Peeta I.. I can't even... please just.. stop please... headaches are coming back." I popped an Asprin into my mouth. Peeta stood behind me and rubbed my temples as he whispered,

"Its ok Katniss, I'll make the voices go away." I screamed,

"No! This voices will never go away! Get away from me!" I yelled this to confuse him, he was still staring at where I sat. I sprinted to my house. Peeta tried to chase me, but Greasy Sae tripped him. There was a game in the district. The first to trip Peeta everyday won a cash prize.

"Wohoo! I just got myself some major mula!" Greasy Sae yelled, while doing some kind of jig. It was like five bucks. Not that much.

When I walked into my new house at the Victor's Village, Prim was sitting at the kitchen table, plucking her eye brows. I made no notice of it, it was too common. But somehow, Haymitch was in my house, passed out in the bath tub. I turned the shower head on. He woke up, giggling.

"How did you get in here?" I asked him. He put one finger to his mouth as he said,

"Shh. Haymitch's secret."

"You can tell me." Peeta somehow was in my house. He winked.

"So Katniss," Peeta began speaking to me, "Titanic is coming into theaters again," He did a fist pump, "And I was just thinking to myself, why don't my girlfriend and I-". I cut him off,

"I'm not your girlfriend." He responded,

"Alright, I understand you don't want to admit our love. So anyway, I was thinking, why don't my friend that is a girl-". Once again, I cut him off,

"We aren't friends." He rolled his eyes, and shoved my shoulder,

"PA-LEASE, you are crazy about me." He put on some lotion he found in the bathroom. "Ooh, lavender!" I don't understand him. This boy, escaped The Hunger Games. He didn't even kill anyone! Prim called my name,

"Katniss!" Her voice was deep and masculine.

"What?" I asked, first thinking she was a man.

"The president of our country is here but mom said its no big deal and he smells like roses and blood."

"Alright I'm coming." I replied. "Peeta,"He waved, "Haymitch," he grunted, "You both stay here and don't leave." Haymitch didn't respond, but Peeta said 'kk'. I walked away from them both. My mother was waiting for me.

"He's in the back room." She told me.

"Who, Prim?" I asked, not trying to be funny.

"The president smarts!" She yelled at me.

"Kick Haymitch out of the bathtub and start me a bath." I demanded.

"Kk." She said. I wasn't even going to try taking the Peeta out of her. Once he is in you, he won't come out. I walked into the back room, where President Snow was waiting for me.

"THE GIRL ON FIRE! How you been?" He asked me. I slowly sat in the seat next to him.

"Fine..." I responded, sketched out by his behavior.

"SO, the paparazzi have been on my case since you and Peeta survived the games. I want to know! Do you love him?" His eyes went wide, I couldn't believe that he could run an entire country.

"With all my heart, and every emotion that I feel, I honestly think Peeta Mellark should die alone, in a hole with hungry lions." I responded.

"WELL CONVINCE ME THAT YOU LOVE THIS BOY!" He knocked over the cookies, and got up to leave.

"WHY DON'T YOU TRY A TIC-TAC OR SOMETHING!"I yelled back, feeling like a boss. On his way out the door, Peeta appeared out in front of him.

"Snowman! What brings you to this part of the woods?" He asked him.

"Now I understand why she hates you." Snow responded, leaving my house.

"Alright! Text me!" Peeta waved. Haymitch came stumbling down the stairs.

"Your mama started a bath." He said. I didn't even bother talking to either of them, and went to enjoy my bath.

I hope you thought it was funny! Please PM me or leave it in a review if you have any suggestions! Also, go look at Ilovethemellarks story! Its fantastic!