Welcome to our story!

Before we get started, this is a side project -probably- as it is on our collab account and we are both currently writing SYOTs! :)

Anyway, we know there are quite a few of these things out there but we haven't seen a recent one and either way we're doing it.

P. S. I hate Peeta and it probably shows.

Ages:

Katniss 19

Prim 15

Buttercup is a cat so unaged

Lady is a goat. End of.

Haymitch however-old-Haymitch-is

Gale 21

Madge 19

Peeta 20

Rory 16

Rue 15

Thresh 21

Chaff Chaff-aged

Johanna 23

Phox (foxface) 18

Finnick 26

Annie 23

Beetee Beetee-and-Wiress-aged

Wiress Beetee-And-Wiress-aged

Cato 21

Clove 19

Brutus Brutus-aged

Enobaria Enobaria-aged

Marvel 20

Glimmer 19

Cashmere 23

Gloss 24

Effie 30

Seneca Crane, 32

Caesar Flickerman, 92

Claudius Templesmith, 9

Cinna 30

Portia 28

Snow old-sadistic-president-aged

Celeste (Snow's granddaughter) old-sadistic-president's-granddaughter-aged

Woah that's a ton of people...

Anyway, Chapter One!

Boredom leads to strange things

Johanna Mason was bored.

She was bored a lot. Normally she just annoyed people, but today she wasn't in the mood.

So she sat down and thought.

It took precisely twelve seconds before her brain started to hurt.

So she called up Finnick. Finnick, it appeared, was annoyed with her for disrupting his make out session with Annie. Johanna didn't care.

'Can you and Annie come over or something?' She asked.

To her surprise, Finnick said yes. Well, actually he said yes to Annie about something or other, but anyway. Johanna hung up on him before he realised his mistake.

She started plotting and planning what they could do.

She was stuck for ideas almost an hour later when Finnick entered, leading a host of people and proclaiming they were playing Truth Or Dare. Johanna shrugged. It was something to do.

Clove hurled her knife at Finnick, however.

What's ruffled her feathers? wondered Jo.

'Why is he here?' she asked with disdain, motioning toward Thresh.

'Deal with it Knife Girl.' Spat out Katniss before Jo had the chance to come up with a more cutting retort.

Katniss felt two pairs of eyes boring into her but shrugged them off. However, she looked dejected at Thresh's response.

'Thanks I guess fire girl but I can fend for myself!' Everyone but Rue, Kat and Clove blinked twice. That was the most they'd ever heard Thresh say.

'Whatever guys, can we get on with the game?' Now everyone stared. What was Snow doing here? And his granddaughter Celly? 'What? Haymitch invited me, k?' Accusing eyes turned to the old-ish man.

'As much as I hate to say it, the old cow's right. Now, where can we get a bottle?' Once Gale had said his bit, Rue pointed silently at Haymitch, who was chugging down the contents of a wine bottle, another one by his side.

Prim and Rory made a grab for it, but Madge got it first and span the bottle forcefully.

She grimaced as she and some of the others were spattered with wine.

'Oh. I'd kinda assumed it was empty.' This was met by smirks from Jo, Clove, Cato, Marvel, Brutus, Enobaria and Finnick. Madge blushed.

'Ok- Volts you're starting!' Yelled out Johanna. Beetee huffed before spinning the bottle carefully.

The bottle landed on Clove who immediately yelled out 'DARE!' Quickly followed by 'Come on, yuh old geezer! Show me what you got!'

Beetee's eyes glinted dangerously. He didn't take kindly to being insulted. 'Well then Garlic' he sneered, 'I dare you to play Seven Minutes Of Heaven with...' his calculating eyes swept the crowd. 'Marvel.' He finished decidedly.

Haymitch snorted and rubbed his hands together. For a change, he was actually glad he wasn't drunk. This was gonna be good.

He found the Marvel-Clove situation very similar to the Peeta-Katniss one. Both boys trailed after the girls, lovesick, while the girls were as oblivious as him to Chaff's one-night-stands' names.

And that was saying something.

He turned his attention back to Clove, who after realising that saying she didn't want to didn't work, had resorted to another method.

'But... but... boy-germs!' Haymitch snorted again. This girl was a hoot!

As she dragged Marvel to the cupboard, she bent down to a slightly distressed Cato and whispered something in his ear... or was it his nose? Haymitch wasn't really sure.

The second Clove and Marvel had exited the room, Finnick grabbed Johanna's arm.

'Cmon JoJo! Put the camera on!'

'No thanks FishBoy. I'm more interested in what Clove said to Cato. And why he looks so distressed right now. Btw nice dare Beetee!' Beetee nodded his head in recognition.

Phox, who had yet to speak, piped up 'she said sorry.'

There was a collective 'ooh' then Seneca pinned Cato to a wall.

'Four minutes left, interrogation time!'

For the next four minutes, Cato was pounded with questions that led the others do discover his secret relationship with Clove. It was almost like an interview. Caesar looked put out when Claudius mentioned this, and rightfully so! He was the interviewer round here!

Cato let out a sigh of relief when Clove and Marvel reentered the room.

'Oy, Clover! Your boyfriend over here told us all about your relationship!' Without batting an eyelid, Clove chucked one of her knives at Cashmere- the unfortunate speaker- who let out a shriek as it pierced her hand.

Outraged, Gloss tried to think of a good insult. Key word being tried.

'You... you... you Poopy!' He screeched in unearthly tones before taking Cash to a waiting ambulance. He departed to the hospital with her.

Unfazed, Clove stalked over to her seat, the wild look in her eye deterring the others from commenting. Except Peeta, being the idiot that he was. But Clove ignored him. It wasn't his fault he was stupid. He just was.

She span the bottle and smirked as it landed on Cato. 'Shut up.' She said as he opened his mouth to speak. 'I know you're gonna pick dare.' Cato made no move to protest, proving that he would in fact have chosen dare. 'I dare you...'

Cato held his breath. Clove had the most horrible dares...

'to sing the Gummy Bear Song!'

... and this was the worst yet.

Cato's screams and 'nononononononononononononononono's!' were drowned out by everyone else's laughter.

Unfortunately for Effie, who had her camera/phone ready to film the whole ordeal, so was his TERRIBLE singing.

Cato span the bottle, trying to get his impromptu concert out of his mind.

To no avail.

He stared at Brutus, o the receiving end of the bottle, the look in his eyes challenging him to pick truth.

Unluckily for Brutus, he picked dare.

'I dare you to kiss Enobaria in front of everyone!' He howled in delight.

'Wait, what?' Enobaria bared her unnatural pointy teeth as she spoke, causing the big and mighty Brutus to gulp.

'What's the forfeit?' He asked.

'There was a forfeit?' Clove screeched.

'Yes Clove, there's always a forfeit. And Brutus, you have to take your shirt off and keep it that way for ten hours straight.' Cinna stated calmly.

Brutus didn't hesitate to make his decision.

'Ewww! Put it back on! That's dis-'

'Shut up Katniss.' Said Prim.

That's Chapter One! Hope you enjoyed it and we'll see you soon!

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