This is my first time writing a fanfiction all together. This story will probably end up with 3-4 chapters. The lengths of chapters may vary. Please review, even if you have the most brutal thing to say, because I can handle it.

Although I'm old now and Peeta and I have grandchildren, I will tell you what happened after I retired from being "Mockingjay". So, as you probably know, I settled down and had two kids-a girl, Primrue, who had my dark brown hair and Peeta's bright blue eyes, and Finyk, gray eyes, and ashy blonde hair. We named Primrue after Primrose and Rue, two young girls who I will never forget, even though there is pain behind those two names. We named Finyk after the late Finnick Odair, who will always be in my memories. Both of my children know who they are named after and why. Poor Annie, Finnick's wife, never regained any mental sanity, and Finnick's death didn't exactly help. I guess I'm not completely sane, too, because even after 50 years or so since being in the Games, I still have nightmares occasionally.

President Paylor still holds the Hunger Games, but in a much different way. She lives it up to its name. Every year, around the same time of the Hunger Games, there is a ceremony in honor of those who were reaped and put in the Games. Paylor has Peeta bake 13 cakes, each the size of a wedding cake, designed to each district. She then sends the cakes to their own districts, and whoever gets reaped, wins the cake. They also get to visit every arena-changed-memorial in Panem, and meet every living victor. So this time, you want to be reaped. The difference during the reaping is that each name is only put in once, and there is only one person chosen from each district, boy or girl. So it's really more like touring, sight-seeing, field trip, call it what you want.

About Haymitch, he's dead. All that drinking didn't do any good to his intestines. His stomach became really weak, and he died. Guess that's what happens when you drink too much. Beetee's dead also. But thanks to him, Panem always has useful inventions. But bless his heart, he's probably in heaven if heaven exists. Believe me, that's really a soft comment from me, because I'm pretty brutal most of the time. Beetee passed away last year, of old age. He was always healthy, but he died in sleep. People can only live so long. As I have mentioned, Annie is pshycologically unstable, though she is still alive. Her and Finnick's son, Aquarius (aqua meaning water, and Finnick originating from District 4, the ocean district), had become a bitter young man vowing never to marry because of Annie's state until he met Primrue. Perhaps I should explain.

Aquari, as we like to call him, grew up in a home with a mentally disabled mother, and no father. You can imagine how lonely he was, and he promised himself he wouldn't marry because he didn't want his own children to go through the pain if something happened to him. But you've heard that Finnick is the sex symbol of Panem, and Annie's a lovely woman, too, so as you can guess, Aquari, with deep auburn hair and pure sea green eyes, had many young woman were attracted to him. No surprise there. Maybe he dated some of them once or twice, but none of them made it past the second date, except for Primrue. The first moment they set their eyes on each other, I knew they were in love. At first, it amused me, but it sort of irritated me at the same time.

Primrue was fifteen, and Aquari was seventeen. Annie was visiting Peeta and me, but when she rang the doorbell, she covered her ears, and had a confused look on her face. I decided to show some patience as I welcomed she and Aquari in. "Where am I?" was the question Annie asked as soon as I showed her in. I just rolled my eyes in a very rude manner, but she didn't see it. I helped Annie to the dining room, and Peeta offered her some cookies and tea. We started an awkward conversation, and I left Peeta trying to keep it going. I had things to do, like yell at Finyk for not cleaning his room, or something. But then I saw them staring at each other. Aquari and Primrue were staring at each other in admiration. I could tell a crush was forming.

I smirked in a self-satisfied way and said,"This is my daughter, Primrue."

Primrue smiled, and we both waited for his reply."I'm A-a-aquarius," he stuttered stupidly. I could hardly conceal my laughter at his dumbness. I don't remember Peeta being this stupid when he fell in love with me. Yes, he was an idiot, but by the way this guy, Aquarius, was acting, it was like saying "I'm a jackass" out loud and proud.

"Can I call you Aquari or something? Aquarius is too long," Primrue said in a friendly way. And so the nickname caught on, and now we all use it. Anyway, they started a conversation, and went on for hours. I did my housework, and tended to Annie. When it was time for Annie and Aquari to go back to District 4 several days later, I could hardly peel Primrue and Aquari off of each other. Aquari knew he had to go, though, because there would be nobody to take care of Annie.

Two years later, Primrue insisted that she go to some other district to find a job since she didn't see one that will fit her in District 12. Yeah, right. I'll bet she'll, by chance, end up in District 4 and marry a guy named Aquari. Peeta insisted that we let her go, since he was some expert about young love or something. They finally persuaded me. The next day, after I okayed it, she left.

I was right about what happened. They did have a wedding in District 4, and we all went. Guess who made the cake? Peeta, and I believe he overexaggerated. The cake was literally my height. They eventually moved to District 12, which had actually become quite luxurious. They had my first granchild, Piper. I'm starting to think that anyone with Finnick's bloodline ends up really attractive. Even though she's only eight, you can tell Piper is going to end up really pretty. She has bright blue eyes from Primrue, and long golden-auburn hair from Aquari. Sometimes I find myself pretty envious of my own children, because they never had to go through what I did, but I'm also happy for them that way. I'm glad they live in a cleaner Panem.

REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! please... I probably won't be writing much more of Primrue and Aquarius in the other chapters. Stuff on Finyk will be coming soon. Thanks for sparing some time to read my first chapter of my first story!