Last time on hungry4hungergamez: Peeta takes a nasty fall. K-9 gets pink eye. Sandy slits Effie's throat.
Effie's head is detached from her body. It rolls on the ground a few feet away. It reminds me of the time I banged Prim's head against the wall so hard, it stumbled off.
"Ah!" I whisper to myself. "Now I know what to do."
I quickly ensemble a bandaid out of loose rocks and dirt.
I place the band aid on Effie's neck. "Shh" I coon, "It's alright now."
"What's going on?" Effie speaks. "I'm blind."
"In the past YOUR THROAT WAS SLIT. I DID IT." Whispers Sandy. "Im so sorry."
I wag my finger in front of his nose, "Didn't your mother teach you better than this?"
He hangs his head in sorrow.
"She is my mother Katniss."
I look over at Effie and notice Gale placing one hand on Peeta's lips and the other on his elbow.
"Gale?" I say "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see my son." He responds.
"Dad?!" Sandy says.
They reunite in a graceful hug.
Peeta begins to roll on the floor and cry and scream, "I knew it! I knew it this whole time."
Peeta doesn't want to share Gale with anyone else. Such good friends.
"How did this happen?" I ask.
"Well-"
"At least you have parents." Harry Potter says.
Peeta drags himself over to where Harry stands and wraps his two limp arms around Harry's torso. "Oh Harry." Peeta says, "I'll be your father now."
"And I'll be your mother." I say wrapping my arms around the both of them.
Peeta gives Katniss a menacing look. "Only one of us can have him."
"Ok you can have him." I say.
"No." Peeta whispers and then brings his face close to Harry's.
"What are you doing?" I shout, horrified.
"Pink eye." Peeta says maliciously.
Harry drops dead.
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