This is a Hunger Games and The Impossible crossover. I do not own the Hunger Games, or any of the characters in it. I also do not own The Impossible. By the way there was no Hunger Games, they are a modern day family that are kinda rich. They go to Thailand and if you've seen the Impossible, you know what happens. If you didn't see it you're gonna understand the story anyways. Love you guys and have a happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!
Clove POV:
"The seatbelt sign is now on, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts," sings the flight attendant. How she is so excited is beyond me. I look over at Cato, my husband, and take in his features, he really is beautiful. With his strong jaw line and his gorgeous blonde hair and his electrifying blue eyes. He has broad shoulders and is very muscular. I fiddle with my wedding band, we have been married for 15 years. I am 35 and he is 37 and we have 3 handsome boys.
"Cato," I shake him awake, "put on your seatbelt," I say. He groans and opens up his eyes.
"Okay Clove, why'd you wake me up?" he asked.
"Because I didn't want you to die," I said rolling my eyes as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He just grins and pulls me closer to him.
"Thank you, I appreciate it," he says.
"Mmmmhhhmmmm," I say, kissing him. We are interrupted by the flight attendant.
"The seatbelt sign is now turned off, you can now move around, thank you for your cooperation," said the cheery flight attendant. I turn around in my seat to see my 3 boys in the seats on the right of us. I look over and see that Alex looks upset.
"Sam? Do you want to sit with daddy?" I ask. He looks over at me, he nods and we switch seats.
"Alex, what's wrong?" I ask my oldest son. He looks over at me and blue eyes meet brown. He removes his headphones, and looks slightly annoyed.
"Nothing mom," he replies.
"You know that even though you're 13, you don't have to act like a teenager, right?" I ask teasing him.
"Yes mom, I know," he says.
"But what's wrong?" I ask him again, I won't let the subject go, and he knows that.
"Nothing's wrong mom, honestly. I just wanna be home," he said, looking out the window.
"But this is a family vacation, and we're going to Thailand, isn't that exciting?"
"Yes mom, but I still want to be home," he replies stubbornly.
"And do what?"
"Hang out with my friends and listen to music," he replies.
"You can do that next week, now it's spend time with the family time and listen to the sounds of nature."
"Fine," he says.
"Fine what?" I ask confused.
"Fine, I'll spend time with my family."
"Aren't you even excited for anything?" I ask.
"Yes, I'm excited for surfing in the ocean and having it being warm."
"Me too," I say.
"Can I listen to my music?" he asks.
"Yes, you can," I say, pushing his brown hair back, the only sign besides his freckles that shows that he's my son. Besides that he looks just like Cato, the strong jawline and the broad shoulders and Alex is very skinny.
"Mommy." I turn around to see my 6 year old son Darren.
"Yes dear?"
"Where are we going?"
"We're going to Thailand," I say.
"Oh. Mrs. Trinket says that in Thailand there are elephants," he says. He loves Mrs. Trinket, his teacher.
"Yes, she's right," I say.
"Will I get to ride them?"
"Maybe," I say. I doubt that we're going to do that, we're probably just going to do what the inn has to offer.
"Okay, I hope we do. If we do, I want the biggest one," he says, extending his hands to emphasize how big he wanted it. I laughed and ran my hand through his blonde hair. He looks just like Cato except for his freckles.
"Okay," I laugh. I hug him because he's just so cute.
"Momm, can we switch back?" asked Sam.
"Why? Do you not like to sit with your dad?" asked Cato, pretending to be hurt.
"No daddy, I like sitting with you, I just want to sit next to Sam and Alex," he said, apologizing, afraid that he actually hurt his father's feelings. We switched and I sat down next to Cato.
"Did you see that Alex looks upset?" asked Cato.
"That's exactly why I switched," I said.
"So why is he upset?"
"Because he wants to be home," I said simply.
"And what did you say to that?"
"I said that it was a family weekend and after this he can go hang out with his friends for as long as he wants," I said.
"Sounds fair." I nodded in agreement.
"We are such good parents," Cato said.
"Sure," I said, laughing.
"No Clo, I'm serious."
"And I am too, we are good parents," I say.
"Are you happy that we're going to Thailand?" asked Cato.
"Yes, I finally get a break from work," I say. I'm a pediatrition and Cato is an engineer.
"I know, work has been tough," Cato states. I turn to him, I never knew that.
"Since when?"
"Since always," he chuckles.
"Why is it tough?" I ask.
"Because all my clients are so needy," he replied.
"Oh," was all I could say.
"Hello this is your captain speaking. We are arriving in Thailand in 30 minutes." I am so ready for this vacation.
I hope you like this!