Three days have passed. Luckily, I was able to find shelter in this tree. All I could scavenge was this backpack, which I have not opened yet. I pull off a throwing knife which was "generously" offered to me by one of my opponents. Maybe I can use this later. Even though this is a throwing knife, it would work just fine in close combat. If I ever had to get my hands dirty, that is.

I must stay quiet. I think of my family back home in District 12. I think of Prim. She is probably watching me suffer because it is most likely lunch time at school, where hidden camera streams are shown to students and teachers alike. As an addition to my moral suffering, I can feel something strange at my feet. My socks are giving away, despite being from the cornucopia;which is usually stocked with quality supplies. I feel the big toe of my right foot slowly creep out and touch the front my boot. I can also sense that the wear in my socks is actually due to my sweat. Eww, my foot sweat actually wore out high quality socks from the Capitol. My feet will ache if I try to go out tomorrow. I could try and wash them, but water is too far away, and probably filled with traps from the gamemakers or other tributes fighting for water. Despite the situation, I need-

"Ugh! No sign of anything!"

A voice echoes out to me. I try to hide behind some leaves. Hopefully no one will look up here. From the voice, I can tell it is a girl. I hear boots crunching through fallen leaves around my shelter. I peek out to see who it may be. The red hair shows it all, it is Foxface, the cute stealth master from District 5. I can tell she is very cautious, as she looks around every few seconds to make sure nothing is there. She really doesn't want to be out in the open, but apparently she has to. I could ambush her now and slit her throat, but I would like to avoid a fight as of now. I think back to my feet, which I can actually smell from my boots now. I feel the moisture of a small pond of sweat marinating in my boots. I could take Foxface in a fight, but then I get another sinister thought. Maybe she can prove to be good use to me. She still sits by the tree for a few minutes as I watch her every move. I decide to make a move, hopefully this will entertain me just a bit. I leap from the tree, aiming to tackle her from her shoulders. She turns around in a heartbeat, but it is too late.

"Hey!" she shouts, "Get offa meh!"

I quicky put my hand over her mouth, and threaten her throat with my new knife. She muffles but soon realizes that I actually do not want to kill her. I put the knife behind me and lean closer to her ear.

"Shhhh," I whisper, "it will all be over soon."

I shift my legs around her head, so that I can get to my boots. I whisper calmly to her again.

"You must do exactly as I say, do you understand?"

She nods and submits to me. Also, she promises to be silent as long as she goes unharmed. She has no idea that in a weird way, she will be harmed. I remove my boots next to her face, revealing my ripped, sweat dampened socks. I can see some of the flames of my toenails in the now widened hole. Foxface must have noticed the smell immediately, because she tried her best so shake her head free from my legs and open her mouth. I peel off my sock and smile warmly down at her .

"Here...eat this." I command.

Pinching her nose firmly, I slowly guide my sock down to her gaping mouth. I hear slight moans of disgust as she slowly realizes what is happening. It is actually adorable, really! To see her curiousity, and her mind slowly putting the pieces together of what is about to come. The cotton socks now fill her mouth, and I can tell by her faint sounds that sweat is slowly oozing down her throat, in addition to the smells.

I do not hold out on telling her what is going to happen. I tell her that my feet need cleaning, and that the sock I fed her was a way to help her get ready for the cleaning that is to come. I try to calm her more by telling her about how I know how much it smells, and that this was no personal grudge, I just needed this service badly. I pick up one of my boots and gently hover it over her face so she can get used to the odor. I see tears form in her clenched up face, but in some odd way, I can feel that she understands this whole thing. I take my hands off her mouth and she quickly spits out my sock. I stare into her eyes and stand up. She gets up also, but only to her knees. I guide her over behind a the tree, even though no other tributes have bothered to come. I guess they all went to their shelters for the evening. Foxface props her head against the tree trunk and looks up at me. She gives me this look which tells me to do what I must do, even though it will be Hell for her. I raise my leg to her face, and I hear a faint cry from my server. She scrunches her face up from the smell, but eventually gets to licking my foot. Her cool tongue on my blazing feet is simply amazing. I raise my other foot to her and she does the same. I see that she has got used to this. When she cleans my foot, my looks at me and tries to get up from the ground. Her job is not done, so I must stop her.

"No, not yet." I say to her, "You only did my soles. I know this is gonna suck but...I need my toes cleaned."

Fox groans at the though, but sits back down to continue. I raise my foot again, which is now dusted with dirt and she slowly gets to work. I hear her sucking and swallowing the gunk out of all my toes. She does the same for my other foot. I laugh, amused at her abnormality. I must ask her before I let her go. I help her get up and I give her a firm hug. She hugs me back with equal tighness. I whisper to her.

''I must ask though..."

"What is it?" she says with a cough.

"Why did you swallow all of that nasty stuff? I mean...you could have ate it out and then spit it on the ground.

"Uhm...uhh well..."

She starts to show this adorable blush. She tells me that she actually likes feet, and even though my feet her stinky and nasty, she loved my feet since the day she saw my nails on TV. Foxface then asks to join me as a two person alliance. I cannot resist agreeing to this. I take her back up to my tree, and we set our supplies out to share with each other. She looks at me with a bright smile.

"Katniss, you need to return the favor"

THE END?