Chapter one: Why do I still love you?
Max clenched at the steering wheel harder, his knuckles turning ghostly white. He had had just about enough of these bratty kids, Gally exchanged an apologetic glance with him, mouthing the words 'thank you' gratefully. A shrill shriek rose above the other frantic chatter of the eight children, causing Max to jerk his eyes from the road and onto the rear view mirror, "Hey, if all of you brats don't quiet down back there, then I'll turn this vehicle around. And no one will get chicken nuggets."
Silence greeted him blissfully, with a sigh of content, Max settled down in his seat. Except it just wasn't this fellow's day, nor was it Gally's. Max's ecstasy was short lived, hacked away by Katniss's bitching mouth. "Slow down, you're going way over the speed limit. And where's your seat belt? There should be a law-
"I assure you darling, there are no laws about those sort of things in the middle of nowhere," Gally protested boldly, his eyebrows in an angry arch, only to earn a smack in the face from his wife. "What the fuck was that for?!"
She struck him across his cheek once more before answering, "Watch your language around the kids! And don't interrupt me!"
Max rolled his eyes, they were at it again. Honestly, how could these two love each other, let alone have eight kids? They seemed to fight every moment of the live long day. Must have been the bedroom affairs that keep those two together. Max was jolted from his thoughts when the sound of the engine gurgling hit his ears. Shit. And when he thought it couldn't get any worse. The handmade mutant truck started to decelerate quickly, giving one last sputter before dying completely. "Great, just great. Out of gas!"
"Well, what did you except? To get 80 miles a gallon in this thing? Speaking of MPG, what does this get?" Katniss tossed her braid over her shoulder, the way she stuck up her nose made Gally want to rip it off.
"Three to four miles a gallon." Max muttered, looking away in disgust, his hand on the door's skull shaped handle.
Katniss let out a high pitched chortle. "Seriously?" Her outburst made Gally snap, he tackled Katniss with his hands clenched her throat, shaking her like a rag doll.
Kat gasped for life, quickly recovering and flung Gally off her. Gally landed with a loud thump on his side, swiftly jumping up and patting himself off, clearly satisfied with what he had done. For that spilt moment of distraction, Katniss caught Gally in a right hook square in the jaw, snapping his head to the side.